Chapters (65)
- Cover
- Books by Stuart Woods
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- AUTHOR’S NOTE
Stone picked up the phone and ascertained that this was true. “Give them whatever they want,” Stone said. “We’ll be down in fifteen minutes.”
They made it in that time to find the Lees digging into omelets on the patio by the pool. They joined them.
“You look very well rested,” Kate said.
“Thank you,” Stone replied, “so do you.”
“I can’t believe how well I slept,” Kate said.
Stone ordered breakfast for him and Ann, then looked up to see Sam Meriwether approaching; he waved him to a chair, and Sam ordered breakfast. “They said at your place that you were over here,” he said to Kate and Will.
“As you see us,” Will replied.
Sam shook his head. “I still don’t know what happened last night. Dick Collins and I ran the numbers over and over, and as best we could figure, we were going to be three delegates short at the end of the voting—Dick said four. Then if we had gone to a second ballot, Otero and Willingham could have taken the nomination. I don’t understand it. Why did they fold when they did?”
“I can enlighten you,” Will said. “I have it from the horse’s mouth—that is, Ed Eagle’s. It went like this: Stone, here, called Ed on the floor and told him to tell Otero that we had the votes to win on the first ballot. Otero didn’t believe it at first, but Ed brought him around, then they went over to Virginia and sandbagged Mark Willingham. That was it: Otero went back to his delegation and conceded, then Willingham folded, too.”
“Wait a minute,” Sam said. “You’re telling me we won the nomination on a bluff?”
“That’s what I’m telling you,” Will said. “And I don’t think Stone will deny it.”
“Stone?” Sam said incredulously. “Is that what happened?”
Stone shrugged. “Ann ran the numbers, and somebody had to do something. I’m sorry we didn’t have time to check with you or Kate, Sam, but we had to move New Mexico off the dime before the chairman called on them to vote, otherwise it would have been over.”
“Well,” Kate said, “we couldn’t have that, could we?”
“I swear to God,” Sam said, “it would never have occurred to me to bluff.”
“That’s because you’re such a nice, honest, straightforward man, Sam,” Kate said, “whereas Stone . . .”
“Stone,” Ann said, “you’re blushing.”
“My true character has been revealed,” Stone said.
“And a truer character never lived,” Kate said. “What would you like in the new administration, Stone? Attorney general? Ambassador to the Court of Saint James’s? Appointment to the first vacancy at the Supreme Court? Name it!” Everybody was laughing now.
“Maybe ambassador to Tonga,” Stone said, “or anyplace with good beaches, golf courses, and little work to do.”
“I’ll see what I can do,” Kate said.
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