Chapter 78: Chapter 76

When Alden Du Pont finally appears, the crowd erupts. A man of commanding presence and his tailored suit loans him an air of gravitas. He moves to the podium with a polite wave to the adoring throng. And a hush descends as he adjusts the microphone.

"Tonight, democracy has spoken," he begins, his voice rich and steady. "Not in the halls of power, but in the hands of the people. This election is not the triumph of one man or one campaign, but a testament to the enduring spirit of our state."

He continues with a speech both conciliatory and inspiring, acknowledging the close race and extending a hand to his competitors. Calculated and cutting as his applause lines are meticulously placed to evoke a crescendo of cheers at just the right moments.

"He's got them eating out of the palm of his hand," Luciano remarks.

"He always does," I mutter under my breath.