Chapter 315
Author: Cy Pen
last update2026-04-13 19:04:29
David looked at him for a moment after the question left his mouth, letting it hang in the air between them without rushing to close the distance.

“So that is what this is,” he said, and his voice carried no particular surprise in it, just the quiet observation of someone whose suspicion has been confirmed, “You want a re-election. You want me to stand behind you again and give you what I gave you the first time.”

“Yes,” the governor said, and whatever remaining composure he had gathered him
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