Pittsburgh campaign headquarters, conference room. 4:00 AM.
Twelve people were seated around a long table. They were the top election law attorneys Karen Miller had urgently flown in from Philadelphia, New York, and Washington, using every connection she had.
They wore expensive, custom-tailored suits, their ties still impeccably knotted even at this hour.
Leo Wallace stood at the head of the long table.
"Everyone."
Leo began to speak.
"The campaign rallies are over. The TV ads are over. The handshakes and baby-kissing are over."
"Now, the real war is just beginning."
He turned and wrote a number on the whiteboard behind him: 1308.
"Pennsylvania Election Code, Section 1308. The standards for verifying provisional and mail-in ballots."
Leo rapped the number with his knuckles.
"This is our battlefield."
