Senator Scott Wilson was greeted by his assistant, Brenda, when he arrived at his office on Capitol Hill. “Brenna, the lobbyist from Pretzelverse Games, is here to see you.”
“Send her away; tell her I’m in meetings all day.”
“I would love to, but she is already in your office; she must have arrived when I was at break,” Brenda said.
“Then I will throw her out myself.”
When Senator Wilson opened his office door, a woman with average height greeted him with a warm smile and extended her hand. “Senator Wilson, thanks for seeing me today. We have much to discuss,” Brenna said.
“I’m afraid that I’m double-booked today and running behind. Can we reschedule?”
“Sure. What days are you available?”
Senator Wilson opened the appointment book on his desk and flipped through the pages in his appointment book for almost a full minute. “I’m booked solid until January. Talk with Brenda about setting something up then.”
“I’m afraid that will not do, Senator.”
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Before he could protest, she dropped an envelope on his desk.
“What’s this?”
Brenna said nothing as he quickly scanned the photos which showed the senator fraternizing with a blonde woman at a bar. As Senator Wilson flipped through the photos, other more intimate photos of the couple presented themselves. In many photos, the senator was bound and gagged, with the blonde woman standing over him with a whip.
“Now do you want to send me away?” Brenna asked with a satisfied smile.
“This is an obvious forgery,” Senator Wilson demanded.
“Feel free to have them authenticated by the local police, if you’re certain that they won’t circulate.”
“You have ten minutes—but I need your word that these won’t circulate, and all copies will be destroyed.”
“Already done, as you hold the only copies.”
Senator Wilson just scowled.
“I would like you to reconsider your position on the pet tracker bill. It has already passed the House. All we need now is Senate approval,” Brenna said.
“The bill is immoral, indecent, and against everything I stand for.”
“Ahh, I believe the bill is more decent than your positioning in these photos. I’m prepared to offer something in return, Senator.”
“What can you possibly offer me?”
“For one thing, Pretzelverse intends to open a call center somewhere in the central United States. I believe it will create hundreds of jobs, something that your district is lacking. Also, your Senate seat is up for reelection. I’m sure you could use a generous donation to your campaign. Do we have a deal?” Brenna asked.
Senator Wilson said nothing for a very long time. “Yes, I will cast a yay vote when the bill comes to the floor.”
“Thank you, Senator. Have a good day,” Brenna said cheerily.