“It ain’t Bud Dwyer but it works.” Burnhams assistant and friend Ted awkwardly croaks out from behind him. “We’ll do a press briefing in the morning.”

James Burnham is, or rather was, a politician. A businessman. A father. A husband. James Burnham was many things, but not a fool. Mr. Burnham reveled at the thought of having the opportunity to be a Texas Senator, but he enjoyed the thought of his ...

“This is bullshit,” his hiking boots sloshing the mud underneath them. “This can’t even be legal.”

“Listen, Jay,…can I call you Jay?” (The older yet eerily chipper camp counselor could not call him Jay. His mother, as horrid as she was for sending him to a camp where everything and everyone was consistently damp and cold, named him Jason, much to the behest of the guy seemingly running the place)...