Page 104 of Dirty Politics

Chapter Forty-One

“Liv, have you seenthe news?” Ben asked, turning on the television.

“No,” she said. It had been a week since the attack. A week since she’d had Will drive her to the police station and file a report.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he’d said when they pulled up to the police station. “I won’t think any less of you.”

“I’m going to,” she said. “I’d rather ruin my career and stop him than live the rest of my life knowing he was still out there hurting other women.”

“You’re the bravest person I know,” he said, squeezing her hand.

She’d stayed a few days at Will’s after the attack, but now she was back at her apartment.

“Ten more women have come forward,” Steph said, pointing to the news report.

“That makes thirty so far,” Ben said. “Shit, what a sick bastard.”

“Your name hasn’t even come out,” Steph said. “You don’t ever have to go public with this if you don’t want.”

Liv nodded. She wasn’t sure what she’d do in the future, but she was glad it wasn’t his word against hers. It was thirty women against him now, and the numbers would probably continue to grow.

“How did this not come out during his campaign?” Ben said.

“He’s rich and powerful - it happens all the time,” Steph said.

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