The Border (Power of the Dog, #3)

by Don Winslow

Keller sits beside Marisol and watches the evening news. Specifically, John Dennison announcing his candidacy for the presidency of the United States. “I’m going to build a great wall along the Mexican border, and nobody builds walls better than me. I’ll build a great, great wall down there, and you know who’s going to pay for that wall? Mexico. Mark my words.” “‘Mark my words,’” Marisol says. “How is he going to get Mexico to pay for this damn wall?” “Our country,” Dennison goes on, “has become a dumping ground. When Mexico sends its people, they’re not sending their best. The people they send bring drugs, they bring guns, they bring crime. They’re thieves, they’re murderers and they’re rapists.” “It’s an expensive TV,” Keller says. “Please don’t throw your glass through it.” “‘Rapists’?!” Marisol says. “He calls us murderers and rapists?!” “I don’t think he meant you personally.” “How can you joke?” Marisol asks. “Because it is a joke,” Keller says. “This guy is a joke.” The Republicans might win the next election and I’ll be out of a job, Keller thinks, but it won’t be this guy handing me the pink slip, even though he’s famous for firing people.