"I don't know what kind of spell you cast on that stubborn old man from Vermont to get Daniel Sanders himself to run with these municipal bonds for you. That was a truly impressive move."
He leaned back, his gaze growing profound.
"But don't think I don't know which way the political winds are blowing. You may have handled the progressives in Washington, but that doesn't mean you can handle the crowd in Harrisburg."
Morganfield extended a finger and jabbed it in the air a few times, pointing east—in the direction of the Pennsylvania state capital.
"Although the current governor is a Democrat, and the Democrats hold a good number of seats in the State Assembly, you and I both know exactly what kind of Democrats they are."
"They're part of the Establishment Faction, the guardians of party order. In their eyes, you and Sanders aren't allies—you're a virus. They find you more disgusting than the Republican Party."
