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brothers, Porter and Parker. Her sister stood behind her and anxiously began pacing. “The polls are closed, why aren’t they releasing the results yet?” Reagan asked for the tenth time.
    “Rae, they closed two minutes ago,” twenty-one-year-old Parker said for the tenth time.
    “Shhh! Here they come!” Riley’s best friend and cousin, Layne, called out as she turned the television volume up.
    “Well, Dan,” the same perky blonde television reporter who had interviewed Riley last week said from outside Keeneston High School. “The first numbers are coming in on the hotly contested House race out of Keeneston and Lipston. With one percent reporting in, it’s almost a dead heat at 127 to 123 votes. Right now, Jamie Skites has a slight lead over Riley Davies, but with results like these, you can bet both camps will be up until every vote has been counted.”
    Riley groaned. It was going to be a very long night.

    “ R iley , wake up,” Porter said as he jostled her awake. Riley bolted upright and wiped her hand over her face. Reagan was still pacing somewhere behind her. Her mother was still refilling coffee cups. However, there were only four bottles of bourbon left.
    “What is it?” Riley asked as she blinked the sleep from her eyes.
    “They’re ready to announce a winner,” Reagan said with barely controlled anxiety.
    Riley leaned forward and watched Dan and his hair-sprayed helmet of hair look over the card he was just given. She didn’t think she took a breath as he looked seriously into the camera.
    “With one hundred percent of the votes counted, we can announce Riley Davies as the winner.”
    Riley didn’t hear how much she had won by. She stared at the graphics on the television showing her face with the official checkmark next to it in disbelief. She had done it! But with that realization, she also had another. It was now up to her to protect her town.

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    “ D ude , wake your ass up.”
    Matt rolled over on the smelly couch and looked at Tate. “Is it six already?” he asked, a little pissed off. He was in the middle of a dream where Riley Davies was stripping out of her dress and standing naked before him. Too bad it was only a dream, since the reality was that she didn’t think of him that way.
    “Nah, it’s only three, but you just got a text from Eddie. He says Jared wants to meet. Now.”
    Matt sat up slowly and rested his elbows on his knees and read the text before sending his response. The phone vibrated a second later.
    “Eddie is outside the motel now.” Matt cursed as he jumped up from the couch and headed through Tate’s dark room toward his own room. “You know I can’t have anything on me for command to listen to. You’ll have to be my backup.”
    Matt didn’t even need to say it since Tate and Forgy were already strapping on bulletproof vests and sliding their badges onto their waistbands. In the darkness of the room, lit only by the glow of the television, the two agents were already checking weapons and slipping out the back door to their unmarked beat-up truck.
    Matt kicked off his shoes, stripped out of his shirt, and unbuttoned his jeans before flipping the light to his room on. Matt nodded at Eddie and opened the door just enough for Eddie to see Crystal lying naked on the bed and to see Matt zipping his pants up.
    Eddie smirked. “Wild night?”
    “You know it.”
    “You have that money on you yet?”
    “Why?”
    “Jared isn’t going to give you the goods without being paid. You said you wanted it. I thought you were serious about it,” Eddie challenged.
    “No problem. Give me one minute.” Matt closed the door on an incredulous Eddie. He guessed most people were afraid of him, but not Matt. He was just an underling. Matt popped off the air vent and pulled out a bag of cash. He rustled through it to find the GPS tracker and tossed it under the door to Tate’s room. Eddie was trying to hide it behind his back, but Matt had seen the small device