Chapter 46

"For the last god damn time, WE HAVE IMMUNITY!" The 42rd president was pink-faced and livid, wide-eyed with that real look of mania inside them. "Our people will take care of it. Let's move on!"

Hillary was spinning. "Bill, they have the videos. They have you on videos - zzzz. Thirteen to fifteen of them, how appropriate. It's almost like they only kept that number to complement your tastes!"

"You bitch fucker. Those are not me," his eyes actually got wider, then circled the room. "You know how evolved deep fake is. Don't you pussy out now cause you're worried about Don-Don's crusade. He was there too, he dipped his wick and he knows it."

"That doesn't matter Bill! Whether he's compromised or not, he's letting his people do it! This is martial law, and they're FUCKING DOING IT!"

"Immunity..." Bill was exhausted and scared. Dinner was not working out. What an October surprise. "We are fucking immune darling."

"Secret indictments kill all that and you know it!" She was shaking. She should probably eat something, she was too juiced. "They've snatched all our people out one by one, and now... it's just THEM! They have the law, they have the muscle and with these videos... they will have THE ENTIRE PUBLIC ON THEIR SIDE!!!"

"Please stop." Bill couldn't look at her. "We have to trust our allies, our allegiances, our friends. They owe us."

"And we owe them, you dumb fuck!" I'm not being hysterical, she thought. "We lost. We owe all those people! They may choose to cut us off instead of recoup what they can. I was supposed to win... fuck me. None of this would be happening right now. That cunt is fucking stabbing us in the back."

"Quit. Being. Hysterical." Bill knew he was keeping his cool. He'd learned. She's just a teammate. Say it again brother, she's just a teammate. "This is not happening. Even if it is, we are protected."

"They're handing out ankle bracelets like toys," she put her face in her hands. "Ellen? And cocksucking OPRAH? We have to get ahead of the ball! How do we get ahead of the ball??"

Bill touched her head, still in her hands, "you know I love you. For better of for worse..."

She flinched and sat up. "Not now. Sorry, just... I don't feel like being cared for, I need to take care of this myself."

Bill rolled his eyes. "Whatever you need darling. Whatever you need..."

She left his bunker and her security fell in line around her down the tunnel. She walked as fast as she could without changing her breathing. They have Bill. They don't have me. They have Bill. They don't have me. They have Bill. They don't have me.