“I’m surprised the old man didn’t try harder to frame me for murder,” said Zene. They had managed to stop by a McDonald’s after all, and he was working his way through a quarter-pounder as the hybrid sat mired in traffic on the bridge.
“He would never do that,” said Arcady. “It’s the law of transitivity in politics; your arrest would taint my reputation at best, put me in jail at worst, and then it all ends up at Father’s door anyways. And his campaign would never survive that. Not that it’s doing well right now, what with the open murder investigation hanging all over the election like that.”
