Chapter 38
9:35 p.m.
Fairfax County, Virginia - Suburbs of Washington, DC
Whiskey on ice.
There was something exquisite about the way it was cold in his mouth and then ignited a fire inside him when it reached his stomach.
Luke sat on the sofa in his own living room. He had just walked in the door moments ago. He glanced at the clock, thinking back. He hadn’t been here in almost exactly twenty hours. He had gone out with purpose, and full of energy. He had worked hard to avert disaster, he had risked his own life again and again, and for what? Disaster had happened anyway.
He turned on the TV set and set it on MUTE. He flicked through the channels, watching the imagery. Mount Weather, where he had been earlier today, on fire. The distraught First Lady being interviewed at a resort in
