Chapter 11: The Eve of the Reckoning
The Buckhead gala, a glittering display of Atlanta’s political elite, finally wound down. Eleanor, flushed with the perceived success of another night cementing her influence, [more…]
The Buckhead gala, a glittering display of Atlanta’s political elite, finally wound down. Eleanor, flushed with the perceived success of another night cementing her influence, [more…]
Eleanor stood frozen in the doorway of the study, her gala dress a stark contrast to the shadowy room. The forced entry, the locked gates, [more…]
The first rays of the morning sun crept over the horizon, painting the Maynard estate in a pale, unforgiving light. The air was still and [more…]
Nine days. Nine days since Eleanor and TJ’s cold departure. The campaign office was buzzing again, but the victory felt… different. Not as sweet as [more…]