Chapter 12President Adam Sukova hadn’t felt this anxious in ages. In fact not since his inaugural speech. And that had been pure stage nerves. This time his anxiety was far more profound.
One of the things that had seen him pass successfully through the Senate to Governor of Massachusetts, often against all the odds, and now to the White House, was an uncanny knack for judging the mood of the moment. To him, it was a natural sixth sense. To those around him it was an enviable gift. Either way, it gave him a confidence in decision-making and a reputation for wisdom that made this most burdensome of jobs a mite easier to handle.
Until recently, that is. As he had confided to Jeff Stone, there were things going on that made no sense to him. And when he turned to his gut, that most reliable
