He smiled, looked away, and out of the blue, as happened every time he accomplished something—when he’d been named captain of the school lacrosse team, when he’d walked down the stage clutching his high school diploma, after he had finished law school—he thought of her. Where was she now? If she still lived in the state, she would’ve heard of him winning tonight, right? Right? Even if she lived on the streets, in the gutters, surely she would hear about her son, the fourth most powerful man in the state. But who was he kidding? She was most likely dead, or so out of her mind, or had so many
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