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“We need support in the House as well,” he said. “They have to pass it too.”

This was true, but...Liv couldn’t help but feel she was being tossed aside.

“I’ve spoken to the Speaker a few times about BV90; she wants to make it a priority,” he said. “I’m sure we can work out an arrangement for you to coordinate with my office when the time comes.”

It made sense; it truly did. This was the sort of job she’d dreamed about throughout law school. She should be happy.

“Ok, I’ll do it,” she said.

“I’ll arrange an interview,” he said.

She sat for a moment staring blankly at him.

“Liv...” he started.

“Thank you for the opportunity,” she interrupted. She rose to her feet and walked out of his office.

“Marissa, I’m taking a break,” she said, walking out the door.

She sat out front of the Capitol building, eating a hot dog she bought from a vendor, taking her sweet time.

What is he going to do - fire me?










Chapter Twenty

Liv stood in frontof the hotel desk; her luggage by her feet.

This cannot be happening.

“Sam,” she said, reading his nametag. “Could you please check again?"

She searched her emails while he tapped away at the computer.

“See I have a confirmation email,” she said, holding out her phone. “It was delivered yesterday.”

“I’m sorry, ma’am,” Sam said, still tapping away at the computer. “I cannot find it.”

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