The Senator's Blind Spot

Senator Harrison believed he understood my ambition: a seat at his influential table, maybe even his bed.

He was utterly mistaken.

My aspirations were far larger, rooted in the unseen, ruthless power that truly governed D.C.

It all started with a public humiliation from a new-money donor' s entitled daughter, which I subtly handled through my estranged, powerful father, Marcus.

Then, the calculated retaliation escalated into horror: my apartment engulfed in flames, a shadowy figure in my doorway, and me barely escaping certain death.