Novel 1

From President

"You know what their problem is?"

The Governor leaned back in his leather chair, narrowing his eyes as he looked at the television in his office. Donald Lexington, the senior senator from Ohio was making a speech to a few hundred people in Iowa, and it was already familiar. He shook his head as he popped a grape in his mouth.

"No sir, I'm sorry - I don't follow." replied his Chief of Staff, who at this point looked as though he would rather be just about anywhere other than this office, because he knew he was in for some kind of lecture.

"Vision, Dave - vision."

A much shorter answer than he anticipated hearing, David Jameson rolled his eyes toward the ceiling and mumbled a very quiet thanks to several different deities for sparing him. "Yes sir."