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President Madeline Turner faces the greatest world crisis of her generation when the expansionist Chinese government, having already annexed Taiwan, turns its sights on Japan, and a cabal of domestic political leaders attempt to unseat her.
another time at bat. Political capital is like fuel in the gas tank. The more you use, the sooner you stop. Never pass up a men’s room to take a precautionary piss. You never know when you’ll get another chance. Know when to get out of Dodge. Always know how to get out of Dodge. Congressmen are like dogs: Some learn quicker than others. It’s best to start in politics when you’re young, dumb, and full of cum because two out of three ain’t bad. The whole truth speaks for itself. Stick to the
“Bombs gone.” It was Skid coolly announcing that he had gotten his bombs off onto their target, the main production plant. Matt had lost sight of him when they split up for the attack and it was reassuring to hear from him. A Gadfly exploded, lighting the sky. In the bright flash, Matt could see Skid escaping underneath the fireball and more tracers reaching toward him. The second Gadfly exploded, but this time, there was no trace of his wingman. “Lasing,” Furry shouted. Matt was concentrating
doing in CBS?” he asked. One of the assistants moved forward, not happy to be the center of Shaw’s undivided attention. “She sat there at the last minute.” Shaw focused on the errant reporter. “That’s Whiteside’s seat. Where did he go?” “He moved to the back on his own,” the assistant said, amazement in every word as he pointed out Peter Whiteside. “He didn’t make a big deal out of it and took Gordon’s seat.” “That means I owe the bastard,” Shaw grumbled. He made a show of calculating the
with Shalandra. The thin bandage covering the stitches in the girl’s right ear was hardly noticeable, and she was wearing clean jeans and a new sweatshirt. Bender was stunned by the change and how young she looked. Shalandra’s eyes widened when she saw him and turned into large brown pools of surprise. Nancy had assumed Shalandra knew who her husband was, but the girl had not made the connection until she actually saw him. “It’s OK,” Nancy said. “He won’t hurt you.” Shalandra stared at him and
walked quickly into the West Wing, surprised at the activity around him. The White House was responding this time, and he wasn’t needed. But lacking information, he went directly to Shaw’s corner office. “Good morning, General Bender,” Alice Fay said. “Mr. Shaw is expecting you. Please go right in.” “Glad you got the word,” Shaw boomed from behind his desk. “Not really,” Bender answered. “What’s happening?” “The DIA has declared a WATCHCON I for the Far East,” Shaw told him. “And the NIO