If this were just Leo's wishful thinking, or merely baseless media rumors, the White House would have denied it long ago.
Especially during an election year, that old fox Stern would never tolerate such an absurd rumor spreading for more than an hour.
But now, a full eighteen hours had passed since the news broke.
The White House Press Secretary's X account was completely silent.
The President's schedule showed no public events.
This silence was too unnatural.
This unnatural silence could only mean one thing: the White House was actually considering it.
Or, to be more precise, the White House had been forced into a corner where it had no choice but to consider it.
Vance pressed the intercom button on his desk.
"Get the White House Office of Political Affairs on the line for me."
"Yes, sir."
Two minutes later, his assistant came in through the door, his face pale.
