Page 41 of Dirty Politics

“What are the odds?” her date said, entirely too loud.

“Taking Care of Quizness?” Ellen said, reading their matching shirts.

“It’s our trivia team,” he said, pointing to Liv. “We were on a winning streak until this one thought Grover Cleveland presided over the Clayton Antitrust Act.”

Liv rolled her eyes. “It was a misunderstanding.”

“Woodrow Wilson,” Will said.

“Right, man,” the date said, stumbling a bit. Liv took his arm to steady him. “We need you on our team. Liv, get this man a shirt.”

“Senator Sterling, this is Dev Laghari,” she said. “Dev actually clerks for Chief Justice Mitchell.”

Will’s eyebrow shot up.

“Dev is normally not this...” she mimicked drinking. “It’s his birthday.”

“Oh, well,” Will said. “Happy Birthday! It’s nice to meet you.”

“Likewise, likewise, man,” Dev said, still much too loud. Liv patted his arm.

“Time to get you home,” she said. “It was nice seeing you and ...”

“Ellen,” Ellen said, extending her hand. Liv shook it.

Dev started singing.

“I’ve really got to run,” she said. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Ellen chuckled as they watched Liv drag Dev away.

“Youth,” Ellen said. “There’s nothing like it.”

“Agreed,” Will said, his brow furrowed.

Chapter Nineteen

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