The Nominee
Excerpt
Chapter One
Saturday, April 21
Lance Randolph had never been in the White House, never been offered so much as VIP tickets for the public tour - though not for any lack of desire. It was, though, for lack of partisanship. Ever since he was elected governor of Massachusetts, the president had always been of the opposite party.
Still was, which was what was so surprising about this night, about this visit.
He sat in the passenger seat of a rented Oldsmobile driven by his chief of staff and longtime aide, Benjamin Bank, who had apparently never been there either, because at the maze of checkpoints manned by uniformed Secret Service officers, Bank kept turning to him with uncharacteristic deference and asking, "Now what?"
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