said. “So did she.”
“PLAY, God damn you!”
“She?” Pearce asked.
“Yeah. An old friend has been trying to reach you.” Judy punched a speed-dial button on her smartphone.
“I don’t have any old friends.” Troy laid his cards down in a crooked fan.
The Australian leaned forward to look at them. He howled with laughter. Fanned his own cards on the table.
“Sorry, Mr. Pearce, but three of a kind beats none of a kind.” He reached for the pile.
Judy handed Pearce her phone. “It’s for you.”
He frowned. Took the phone. “Pearce.”
“Troy, it’s me. Margaret Myers.”
The Australian stacked the bills on the table, smiling and counting. Pearce listened intently.
“Right away.” He tossed the phone back to Judy. Stood. The bodyguards rose, too. Pulled their guns.
Pearce pointed at the pile of winnings. “Gonna need that plane after all, friendo.”
11
Founders’ Plaza
DFW Airport, Grapevine, Texas
5 May
T he American and Texas flags snapped in the crisp noon breeze.
The small plaza was a favorite hangout for locals and tourists who came to watch airplanes from all over the world make their north–south landing approach. It was a gift to the public by DFW Airport, the scene of last year’s murderous mortar attack by Iranian and Mexican cartel terrorists.
A small crowd had gathered for today’s announcement. A news van from a local ABC affiliate was there to broadcast the live event. The camera operator checked her sound levels against the aircraft noise while the on-air reporter checked her makeup.
“How’s my hair look?” the young reporter asked, worried about the wind.
“We’re live in three, two, one.”
David Lane (D–24th District, Texas) approached the music stand serving as his podium. Forty-four years old, boyishly handsome, and tall, Lane had the confident, well-earned swagger of a former Air Force MC-130 Talon pilot who flew SOF operators in and out of hot spots all over the world. Lane’s chief of staff, his wife and three kids, and his parents stood beside him. He carried no notes.
“My name is David Lane and I have proudly served the 24th districtfor three terms, working on both the Homeland Security and Veterans’ Affairs committees, sitting on a variety of subcommittees, including Border and Maritime Security, Intelligence, and Counterterrorism. It has been an honor and a privilege serving my constituents and the nation on these committees.
“As I promised when I ran six years ago, I would limit my service in Congress to just three terms. I will therefore not be seeking reelection to a fourth term next year. In this current era of mistrust of government, it is especially important for elected officials to keep their word. I also want to set an example for my three young children, who are watching me like hawks.”
Lane turned and smiled at his twin first-grade daughters and pre-K son, who was squirming in his mother’s grip.
“At the urging of friends, family, and constituents, I am also here to announce my candidacy for the Democratic presidential nomination in 2016.
“I’m making this announcement today despite the reality that I have very little chance of winning. Money dominates every aspect of government today, including election cycles. The fact that it will be hard for me to win is the reason why I need to run. Our system of government is broken. I intend to fix it.
“Today we live in an entitlement society, where everybody wants all of the privileges but none of the responsibilities of citizenship. Too many Americans who want to work or start a business are thwarted by federal policies from both parties that favor Wall Street at the expense of Main Street. Worst of all, to remain in office decade after decade, our career politicians keep giving away benefits we can’t afford to supporters who haven’t earned them by borrowing money we don’t have from children who haven’t been born yet. That’s a recipe for disaster. It’s also