The news began as he was driving past Awful Ashley’s house. His hands tightened on the steering wheel when the lead story mentioned her.
herHuh.
Huh.She’d be in the public arena more. Harder to get at without one of her adoring fans seeing him, perhaps witnessing something they shouldn’t.
He replayed his plan, glanced at Awful Ashley’s driveway. She had a visitor. Bugger. No spray-painting this afternoon.
BuggerHe considered his plan for Robert, his schedule, and his frown cleared.
Even better.
Given her position as the new opposition party leader, this brainwave would injure her chances of election, cast doubt on her suitability to run the country.
All he needed was to cause a diversion, get people talking, wondering.
The old story to surface to injure her reputation.
The truth.
