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Foster, can you feel this?” Norman felt conflicted. He’d never had a problem lying in his life, but suddenly he didn’t want to lie to this pretty doctor who’d been kind to him.
    “No,” he finally said, hearing the final bar in the cell of his mind crash closed.

Chapter 6

S enator Frank Oberlin sat at his desk, eyes squeezed shut, sweat running down his back even though the room was cold. He was lost in thought, trying desperately to think his way out of this mess. His cell phone buzzed. He glanced at it. His wife wanted to know where he was. Working late , he texted back to her. Don’t wait up for me .
    If she had any idea what kind of trouble he was in she would be mortified. She would divorce him in a second, he knew she would. She had known he had his eyes on the presidency 20 years ago, when she’d married him, but she had never had any idea what kind of things he would do to get it.
    She didn’t understand - no one did. People don’t become the president of the United States because they are good at their job or because most of the country wants them to. People become the president of the United States because they are in the right place at the right time and powerful outside forces decide they are the most likely candidate to get elected.
    Frank Oberlin was doing everything in his power to be in the right place at the right time and everything he could do to be the most likely candidate to win the vote in the upcoming election. He couldn’t stand the thought of another 4 year wait. This had to be his year.
    He looked down at his desk at the collection of coded notes he’d gathered. He couldn’t write anything down that anyone else could read, or put anything in his computer, because that would be evidence. Evidence some high and mighty FBI agent could use to connect him to something.
    FBI agent Holden Kinkaid III. Hate filled Oberlin at the thought of Agent Kinkaid and his tenacity in the investigation of Norman Foster. If he could go back in time and undo his order to Foster to kill Lucy Kinkaid he would do it in a second. He would have found another way to ensure the information that Lucy unwittingly discovered never saw the light of day. For the hundredth time he wondered if Kinkaid suspected who was behind Foster’s actions yet. For the hundredth time he wondered if Foster was talking in that prison hospital yet. For the hundredth time he racked his brain to figure out what he could do to stop this threat - this double threat.
    Foster was the biggest threat, because Foster could tell anyone all of the jobs he had done for Oberlin. He would be incriminating himself too, but sometimes people did stupid things.
    Kinkaid was the second biggest threat, because even if Foster somehow disappeared tomorrow, Kinkaid could continue the investigation, and possibly discover some threads that led back to Oberlin.
    Somehow, he had to eliminate both parts of this threat. He had an idea of how to eliminate Foster, but Kinkaid? That was the hard part. No matter how many ways he thought about it, ordering a hit on Kinkaid seemed like a bad idea. Besides, who would do it? Now that Foster was paralyzed, Oberlin didn’t have anyone to turn to anymore. He needed a new contact.
    Oberlin thought back to how he had found Foster. He’d needed a job done and he’d told his nephew, the one who ran books in Vegas. Then Foster had called him.
    Oberlin felt hope bloom in his chest for the first time in a month. Maybe there was a way out of this double mess he was in. Maybe he could put his head together with a new contact and get some boots on the ground to help him figure this out.
    Senator Frank Oberlin pressed his lips together in a bloodless smile and started chewing up his notes.

Chapter 7

V ivian’s phone rang. It was Craig wanting to know if she could come down to headquarters so Hawk could take her DNA sample and send it off to CODIS.
    “Ok, I’ll be there.” Vivian took down the directions and hung up the