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few hours he would be angry, a few hours after that he might
feel like ending it all, but right now as he watched Ambrose
turn to the very beautiful Lydia on camera and the very
beautiful Lydia kiss him as if he were a most courageous man,
Woodrow Calister could only admire Ambrose Patriota. He
was a brilliant man and Woodrow was only a smart one.
He stood up, switched off the television, and refilled his
drink. He was just about to taste it when he started to laugh.
Finally, he understood what Ambrose had meant when he said
he needed Woodrow for something more important than the
vice-presidency. Woodrow was Ambrose’s sacrifice to the god
of politics; Woodrow had been thrown under the bus to save
the presidency.
Woodrow raised his glass to a master.
***
Eugene answered questions from the press, spoke of
Ambrose’s exhaustion, his shock that a project like Marigold
still existed, and reinforced the message of Senator Patriota’s
youth and the miniscule part he played in the whole affair.
Eugene promised to keep them apprised of the timing of the
hearings that would, he assured the press, be forthcoming.
When he was finished, he went back to his office and tidied
up. He saw messages from Jerry Norn and Mark Hyashi but he
would deal with them in the morning. All in all, things had
gone very well. It did not occur to Eugene to lament Woodrow
Calister’s fate, it only occurred to him that he had been right
all along: Ambrose Patriota deserved Eugene’s undying
loyalty.
***