'We've finally made it into the inner circle.'
'Even if it's just as a useful piece, we're a piece on the board, not one to be casually discarded.'
'That's enough.'
Leo gathered his thoughts and glanced at the briefcase in his hand.
In it was the copy of the two-billion-US-Dollar bill, and with it, the future hope of Pittsburgh.
'Time to go home,' Leo said to himself.
'There's still so much waiting for me to do in Pittsburgh.'
'Two billion US Dollars... How should I spend it? How can I turn this money into tangible political achievements? How can I use it to fortify my stronghold?'
'I can't wait.'
The car entered the airport expressway, speeding toward the city that belonged to him.
Although the road ahead was still full of thorns, at this moment, Leo Wallace felt like he held the entire world in his hands.
...
Washington D.C., 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.
The White House.
This was the center of power, where every decision could send shockwaves across the globe.
