#Chapter 112: Quid Pro Quo

“Esther,” says one my co-workers in the office, a woman who I haven’t spoken to much. “You’re going to want to watch the question and answer session Representative Hamilton gave outside of his photo op today. Your name came up.” Immediately, my heart leaps against my ribcage. Fear makes my mouth go dry. “Thank you,” I tell her. She nods and walks away. Alone in my cubicle again, I open a new internet window and search for the question and answer session my co-worker was talking about. It doesn’t take me long to find it. It’s at the top of every news page. I take one last breath to steady myself. Then, I click play. A woman screams out a question. “Is it true you are in a secret romantic relationship with Harbinger News Company reporter Esther Owens?” The camera pans slightly, showing a glimpse of the reporter who asked that question. Isn’t that… Jessica? Anger wars the anxiety within me. This was a trap question. Jessica wanted to trip him up. This is also telling. Jes