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Chapter One
When Will Sterlingwalked into his office, he was surprised to find a beautiful woman handcuffed to his desk. As much as the idea of a beautiful woman handcuffed to his desk appealed to Will, he frowned.
First of all, this woman looked quite young; and secondly, she didn’t seem particularly happy. Well, that was an understatement - she was pissed
He took off his jacket and hung it on the coat rack - taking his time. He pushed the sleeves of his dress shirt up and sat on the top of his desk.
“May I help you?” he said, looking down at the woman who had not said a word or made a sound since he’d entered the room. She didn’t look as young as he’d originally thought - she was probably in her late twenties.
“I...I...” the woman stammered.
“Why don’t we start with introductions?” Will said. “I’m guessing you know who I am since you broke into my office and chained yourself to my desk, but I’ll go first anyway. My name is William Sterling, United States Senator. You probably also know me as the brother of the current President.”
He held out his hand. She just ignored him.
“And you are?”
“I’m...my...” her voice faltered. She cleared her throat.
“My name is Olivia Dalton, and I am here protesting,” she said, her face flushed.
“I see that.”
She sat up a little straighter (or as straight as she could while sitting cross-legged on the floor, handcuffed to a desk).
“I am staying here until something is done about the contaminated water in Carson,” she said.
Will’s shoulders sagged a little. “You’re in the wrong office.”
“People are suffering...”
“I know that. Of course, I know that,” he said, louder than he intended.
“Well, do something about it,” she said, her eyes blazing. “BV90 is killing people all over the country. It needs to be banned.”
Will closed his eyes and let out a deep breath.
“You are talking to the wrong person,” he said.
“I’m not...”
“I agree with you,’ he interrupted. “I would love to pass a bill banning the local manufacturing plant from releasing those chemicals into the drinking supply, but...”
“But, what?” she said, holding his gaze.
He pinched the bridge of his nose and swore softly. “That’s not the way the government works. We need sixty votes. We don’t have them.”
She bit her lip; he couldn’t help but notice how pouty and red they were.
“That’s what I mean,” he continued. “You are in the wrong office. You need to be in the Senate Minority Leader’s office. You already have my vote.”
She blinked back tears. “If you wanted to make this happen, you could...”
“Did you hear what I just said?” he asked. He stood up and walked over to the window. The room felt small and stuffy all of the sudden. “I don’t have some sort of magic wand.”
“I can’t believe that the most powerful Senator who just happens to be the brother of the President cannot pass a bill that the majority of Americans support.”
“Welcome to American politics.”
