Chapter 30
Kate floated on her back in a tank at Hobart’s new Gravity Centre. The pitch-black, soundproof pod normally offered a rare sense of meditative calm, but today she couldn’t clear her mind. She couldn’t stop thinking about politics. Wedge politics.
That’s what she paid her hard-line backroom strategists for, and that’s what had always worked. It wasn’t about playing dirty, no matter what Robert Hellgrun said. It was simply about playing the game. Announce a big policy, back your enemies into a corner, leave them nowhere to run without being exposed as frauds and hypocrites. Then … checkmate. A tried and true recipe for success.
Kate had followed the winning formula, announcing a multi-million-dollar assistance package for timber companies and their workers. If Hellgrun and his
