Leo sat in the prefab office. A racially suggestive flyer lay open on his desk, next to a copy of the *City Forum Newspaper* that had lavished him with praise.
These two moves from Carter Wright were precise, and each one drew blood.
The exaggerated praise had cost him the trust of the Progressives, while the race card was tearing his base apart.
Frank had just been complaining that several white foremen were now refusing to work on the same teams as the young black men from the Hill District. Some had even gotten into a shoving match during a work break.
'I have to find a way to strike back, and fast.'
Leo quickly ran through scenarios in his head.
'Should I organize a joint, cross-community solidarity rally? Or should I have Sarah make a video, follow the money trail, and expose who's funding these flyers?'
Before he could devise the perfect response, a strange sound from outside broke his concentration.
