Chapter 11: Darkness in the East Wing
The East Wing plunged into darkness with a sudden, deafening snap. The fluorescent lights flickered, buzzed, and died. My laptop screen went black. “What was [more…]
The East Wing plunged into darkness with a sudden, deafening snap. The fluorescent lights flickered, buzzed, and died. My laptop screen went black. “What was [more…]
Senator Donald Albright’s private legislative suite was a haven of polished wood and hushed tones, a stark contrast to the dark, bugged East Wing. He [more…]
Ray Carver’s face was grim as he looked up from his screen. We were back in my temporary office, the air thick with the smell [more…]
The empty East Wing archive was a tomb. Dust motes danced in the lone beam of my flashlight as Victoria Danforth joined me, her silhouette [more…]
The city buzzed with an unusual tension. News of the impending State Ethics Commission audit of Marcus Holloway’s real estate empire had leaked, just hours [more…]
The heavy oak door to the East Wing library creaked open, then closed with a soft thud. Marcus Holloway stood in the doorway, alone. He [more…]
Less than two hours after Marcus’s silent exit, the compound’s gravel driveway crunched under the tires of official state vehicles. Senator Donald Albright emerged from [more…]
The following Sunday, a thin, cold rain fell on Richmond. I returned alone to the East Wing. The state troopers were gone, but the heavy, [more…]