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admission. Her jaw twitched. Her gut clenched. The great man
thought her mother was a footnote, a little thing, her father was
of no consequence and both of them were stepping-stone in his
career. Now, facing off with Josie, he was once again
convinced of his superiority. She, too, was a little thing.
He shouldn’t have been so cocky.
“This little thing has come back to bite you, Senator.” Josie
said. “I intend to destroy you. I don’t care it if takes days or
months or years. I will not let my mother and father be
forgotten, I will not let the country be served by a man who
does not see its citizens as worthy of his attention or
protection. I swear that I will not end up dead on the roadside
like Michael Horn or mindless like my mother. I promise, I
will finish what my father started. “
Josie turned to leave but Ambrose called to her before she
reached the door.
“Those files are the property of the United States
Government, Ms. Bates.”
Josie paused. Her lips tipped up and she considered
Ambrose Patriota with a lazy gaze. She hefted the case,
unhinged the latches and dumped the contents on the floor.
“They’re all yours.”
“Think about what you are doing. What was done is done. It
is history,” Ambrose warned.
“We learn from history.” Josie ambled toward him until she
was close enough to put him on his guard. “I will make a deal,
Senator. Step aside. Do not stand for nomination. You will
retire when your term is over and disappear. No speaking
engagements, no books. Do that, and I will back off. “
“You can’t stop everything you find distasteful. That is the
way of the world, Josie.”
“I can try, Ambrose,” she said as she turned to leave. Before
she opened the door, she had one more thing to say. “I’ve
changed my mind. You’ve got two weeks.”