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Chapter Twelve

“Pull!” Will shouted.

He pointed his gun into the air watching the clay plate fly by. He followed it with his gun and squeezed the trigger.

“Oof - that’s a big miss,” Declan said, standing beside him.

“Thanks, I noticed,” Will said.

“You are really off your game today,” Eli said.

“Thanks, I had already noticed that too,” Will said.

“Yeah, you normally kick our asses,” Keene said.

“At least at skeet shooting,” James said.

All of his brothers were gathered at Camp David for a long weekend retreat. They were a competitive lot and had turned the weekend into a giant competition. After dinner the first evening they’d arrived, they bowled. Will couldn’t seem to focus or maybe he was focusing too much, but either way, he didn’t even break eighty - all of his brothers crushing him in the first competition.

He thought that surely after a good night’s sleep and hearty breakfast, he would snap out of it, but skeet shooting was going even worse.

“Pull!” James yelled. The plate whizzed into the air. He pulled the trigger and the plate exploded.

“Nice!” Keene said.

“You need to teach Will how it works,” Declan said.

Will growled.

“We can go horseback riding this afternoon, but the lady at the stable said if we tried to race them again, we’ll be permanently banned from the stables,” James said.

“What good is it to be President if you can’t have a little fun?” Eli asked.

After they finished with the skeet shooting (Will did not manage to shoot a single plate), they drove over to the driving range. Golf was something Will was good at - on a regular day at least.

“So, this staffer really has you rattled?” Eli said.

“Something like that,” Will said, practicing his swing.

“I can’t believe you didn’t fire her after that podcast,” Declan said, stretching.

“What do they say...keep your friends close and your enemies closer,” Will said. He took a swing. The golf ball flew into the air and landed nowhere near the green.

“Damn it.”

“She’s really in your head, isn’t she?” James asked, stepping up to take his turn.

“The whole thing is such a waste of time,” Will said. “I have to devote so much time and energy to this instead of doing my actual job.”

Keene patted him on the back.

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