"The man said nothing for a moment, clenching his jaw until his face grew taut and pinched. Then he rose stiffly to his feet. "Lunch sounds like a goo... idea," he said to no one in particular. "We'll be back in an hour."After the Mid-Atlantic team had spilled solemnly out of the conference room, Frank turned to Amanda with a raised eyebrow. "I thought we were saving the smoking gun for later," he said lightly. "That was supposed to be the plan, anyway."Amanda adjusted her suit jacket, looking. ” I called out to whoever it was. When I got the door open a microphone what shoved in my face. “Miss Millie how do you feel about the school boards decides?” I looked up at the male reporter form the news yesterday. “Hi it’s nice to meet you.” I turned and slammed the door in his face. “About the same as I do when it comes to reporters.” I spoke loudly for him to hear me. “No get of the yard before I call those nice cops sitting outside to escort you off.” I walked through the house and closed. Keith's engine roared again before he backed out, and then gravel flew as he spun the tires and took off, leaving behind a giant cloud of dust.Terra snapped her gaze to the back seat and said, "No comments from the peanut gallery," just as her brother was about to say something.She put the car into reverse and headed back down the road to the elderly man's house. When they pulled into the drive, they saw him sitting on the front porch in a well-weathered rocking chair, sipping coffee."Guessing. "Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies," is all Bob would say. Sandra finished up some last minutes details on a campaign she was supervising as five o'clock rolled around. She was pleased with the campaign. She was more pleased to have gotten rid of that simpering idiot Sheila. Maybe the next secretary would have some brains, but Sandra doubted it. The next one would not be as good looking as Sheila. That was the problem with these young girls, Sandra decided. They only worried about.