The Currency of Power
Act I: The Spark The dinner party was an exercise in strategic placement. Sylvia sat at the mahogany table of a Georgetown townhouse, her expression a carefully curated blend of intelligence and deference. Beside her, Arthur was holding court, his voice a smooth, authoritative baritone that dominated the room. He was a rising star in the Senate, a man who viewed every conversation as a...
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