Fourteen Years and a Single Ledger from the Autumn Election

look of calm determination.

“Then they shall have them,” he said. “I will tell Peter to request them today.”

He stood up, leaving a ten-dollar bill on the table to cover the breakfast, and gave me a final, polite nod before walking out into the crisp morning air.

By eleven o’clock, we were assembled in the defense office conference room, the blinds drawn continue reading …