Alex P.O.V. It is a week or so after the spring session. I have boarded a plane to Border City to start my plan for the new bill I am drafting. Nothing is ever a secret in DC and I was not surprised to find out some of my colleagues already knew about my trip here. What surprised me the most was when I headed back to my office after a meeting to see none other than Clark filling my tiny office waiting for me. “I heard you are heading to Border City after the session?” He asked, looking all suspicious. Representative Clark is one of those people who knows everything. He has held the head position in the House of Representatives for as long as I can remember. He is also very crooked from everything I have heard. There is no reason for him to visit a junior senator. I have barely

