Across the street, the SUVs came to a stop in front of the crowd, which had easily doubled in size. Five men in dark suits exited the vehicles and moved into the crowd. Two continued on to the library entry, one of them—dark-haired, tall, with slightly large ears—continued on inside. Seconds later, Senator Weaver stepped out, bracketed by two more of the dark suits. Weaver was nearly as tall as her bodyguards, taller than one who appeared to be a woman. The senator’s hair was light brown with gray sprinkled in and cut into a no-fuss, layered bob. She wore a dark blue jacket and skirt, and when
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Killing a senator running for president. That was the impetus of the first story. What's a freshly rebuilt agent going to do when that assignment is tossed into his lap? Stefan is about as apolitical as anyone could hope to be. He had to be to be willing to do his job.
I wrote the final few chapters of "Into Twilight" at ConQuest 48 in Kansas City. That was the Memorial Day weekend in 2017. I had plotted the trilogy out the year before. Who knew foreign powers meddling in an American election would be a thing? I thought a rogue agency and corporations gone mad with greed would be comfortably unlikely for a reader in 2017/2018, something they could accept seventy or so years in the future.
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