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<strong>Sample</strong> <strong>pages</strong>: Chp. I Friday 6:49 am ‘Well what the hell do you want me to do!’ Justin thought as his heart pumped in unison with the cadence of his legs and arms moving back and forth. The sun was about 15 minutes from peeking through the horizon and the cold morning air was crisp with the smell of DC. His morning jog was Justin’s way of relaxing and getting ready for the day. He knew that once he hit Dupont Circle he was half way through his run and off to a good start to the day. But today, there was a tension which accompanied his jaunt. So as he turned around and started the journey back home, all he could think about was Tyra, his wife. The strife of their latest but ongoing argument bounced in his mind like the rubber soles of his tennis shoes bounced off the pavement. ‘I want you to stop playing games and act like we’re married,’ he heard Tyra return as every inch of his morning run brought him closer to the woman he was supposed to be spending his life with. ‘How in the hell is having a job playing at being married,’ Justin rehashed in his mind as he passed the local bagel shop, which they sometimes enjoyed on Saturday mornings. ‘It’s playing when that DAMN job means that you’re on the road most of the year.’ The thing he remembered most about her reply was the way her voice almost seemed to rattle with hurt. ‘I mean, it was Ok when I was in school, but…’ ground. ‘But what!’ He almost wanted to flinch at the way he responded to her, but still, he had to hold his ‘But it’s not enough now! You can shout all you want but that won’t change what I’m feeling,’ Tyra returned with a voice that mirrored his tone but still wanted to seek a truce between them. ‘And I’m feeling that something has to change…’ ‘First off, I think you’re forgetting who started shouting demands,’ Justin heard himself return as he came upon their Georgetown brownstone just in time to catch the morning paper being delivered. Without any hesitation, Justin walked straight towards Senator Fitzgerald. “Senator Fitzgerald,” he said while extending his hand and looking the Senator straight in the eyes. *** The grey strands starting to run through Senator Fitzgerald’s hair added a bit of distinction to the extra
pounds around his belly and made him look right at home in the middle of the large elegant office. “Duncan was right,” the Senator said as he firmly grasped Justin’s hand. “I don’t sense any hesitation in you. I like that,” he announced as the wrinkles along his forehead started to subside. “Duncan is very kind,” Justin replied with a smile. After Senator Fitzgerald returned Justin’s smile with a sarcastic grin, he walked towards his desk as Duncan walked past Justin. “Well, whether you’re being humble or just sucking up,” Senator Fitzgerald replied as he sat in the large chair behind his antique desk. “That attitude will go over well with the people you’ll be in contact with over this health care bill.” “I’m sorry Senator,” Justin returned with a shocked stare. “Which people might that be?” Senator Fitzgerald returned Justin surprise then looked at Duncan with a questioning expression. “Duncan?” “I’m sorry Senator,” Duncan said as stood beside the Senator’s desk. “I take responsibility for Justin not completely being up to speed,” he finished with a smirk that Justin could see but the Senator couldn’t. “Well, let’s make sure that by this afternoon’s briefing he will be,” the Senator demanded with a nonchalant bearing. “His security clearance will be run through and his temporary clearance has been approved,” Duncan replied while still maintaining the smirk that Senator Fitzgerald couldn’t see. After Senator Fitzgerald looked down at a piece of paper, then back up towards Justin, he leaned back into his chair. “Duncan says that he knows you from the law review and undergrad?” “I’ve been fortunate to call him a friend for a long time,” Justin replied to the Senator while slyly glancing at Duncan in an effort to say thank you. “Well don’t get used to that in this town,” the Senator commented as he leaned forward in his chair. “Or at least learn to separate it from work when it counts for me.” After exhaling a brief sigh, the Senator looked at Duncan. “I’ll expect comments and an action plan by Monday.” As soon as the Senator finished his commands, Duncan walked towards Justin and placed his hand on his shoulder as he noticed the shocked look on his friend’s face. “We’ve already cleared out a desk for him and his paper work will be finished by tomorrow,” he said while walking Justin to the office doors. “He likes you,” he discreetly commented. “Briefing and an action plan by Monday?” Justin returned as Duncan close the office doors so the Senator would not hear them. “Why didn’t you tell me I had the job?” he continued with a low voice so that Sylvia could not overhear him. “I mean, I know you recommended me, but I didn’t think he’d…” “Like I said,” Duncan explained with a low tone equal to Justin’s. “He’s the one that makes the decisions, and he just made that one.” ***
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