“You’ll make your fortune …” she said with closed eyes, caressing Carl’s palm. If Granny Salome could see me from above, she thought, she would be pissed off. I look like a swindler, robbing people with false promises.
“In the county or on the city council?” Carl’s eye sparkled.
Maybe he’s a bloody careerist aiming to climb the ladder of council hierarchy. “Maybe even higher.”
“Could I get in the running for Congress?”
Sue had only a very faint idea about the local or county political system, and she knew almost nothing about the state level. She didn’t know how long she could play this game, but soon she would need to give some tangible information, otherwise the politician would nail the act.
“You’ll clear a hurdle easily,” she said, but she wanted to take this absolute bullshit bac
