Monroe couldn't make sense of it.
He was the Vice Governor, after all—the second-in-command of the State Government and a core member of the Pennsylvania Democratic Party's Establishment Faction.
And Leo Wallace? He was just a local Mayor.
So what if he controlled that so-called Industrial Revival Alliance? It still operated within the legal framework of Pennsylvania. It still had to answer to the State Government.
The very fact that Leo was now here, asking him for help to pass a bill, proved that Leo's power had its limits. It proved he needed a nod from Harrisburg.
But the young man's demeanor was not that of a supplicant at all.
He looked like the one calling the shots, as if *he* were the Governor.
This dissonance made Monroe extremely uncomfortable.
But beneath that discomfort lay an even stronger greed.
'Governor.'
'The Governor of Pennsylvania.'
