Politics
The crowd hushed and turned to Brad, their simultaneous movements like a wave rushing the sea. Their eyes were wide. Brows raised. Waiting for him to fall on his face. To give them the final nail in his coffin. He wasn’t going to. Brad kept a smile plastered over his face even though his heart felt like it dropped into his stomach. Ginger squeezed his hand. They stood on the back lawn of their sprawling mansion on the bank of one of the biggest harbors in the world. He looked over at his...
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