Greater Good
A Thriller
Excerpt
Chapter 1
If he didn't get out now, he'd never forgive himself. He was fifty-five, but after nearly six years in office, fifty-five felt like seventy. He had become a cliché, a caricature of the burned-out politician. In the beginning - before three terms in the Senate, and long before the title of Vice President had soured on him - politics had meant something. Something pure, maybe. Something noble.
If he didn't get out now, he might not have the strength to try again. These days his hairline receded by the minute. A face that had for decades been his calling card, lately only revealed the rigors of this job. His once broad, proud shoulders now felt weak under the burden he'd carried for far too long.
James Ettinger reclined in the soft leather of his reading chair and watched the light of a full moon wash in through his bedroom window at Beagle Run, his vacation lodge in Maine. Miriam, his wife of twenty-seven years, was still asleep beneath the thick quilted comforter on the bed. She looked so peaceful lying there. He stared at her for a long moment, a fond expression on his face. The comforter ... read full excerpt from: The Greater Good: A Thriller ebook
