Chapter 27
Washington D. C.
Senator Kevin Wilson walked to the parking garage with his cell phone firmly planted against his ear. He had taken a flight that morning back to Washington D. C., but because of losing three hours traveling there from California, he was late to his own meeting, meaning he had rushed to the meeting straight from the airport, not bothering with drivers or special parking privileges. Sometimes a person just had to handle things like the common people.
Then, because of the late start, his meeting ran long.
He was exhausted. The hour was late, and the garage was all but empty. His cell phone dropped the call as he rode in the elevator.
Wilson stepped off the elevator on the seventh floor and tried his phone again. Still no service. Well, he’d reach the would-be
