Harrisburg, the Red Dress Club.
This was the state capital's most exclusive private club, and tonight, its largest banquet hall had been booked for a private event.
A long dining table was draped in a linen tablecloth, laden with exquisite silverware and crystal glasses.
Candle flames flickered gently in the faint breeze, illuminating every face.
Seated at the head of the table was, of course, Leo Wallace.
He looked relaxed, holding a glass of champagne, his head tilted as he listened to Evelyn, who sat beside him.
Evelyn Saint Cloud wore a deep purple evening gown tonight, a diamond necklace gracing her neck.
She was the sole representative of capital at this banquet.
The sides of the table were filled with the key figures who had contributed to this victory.
Ethan Hawke was clinking glasses with the Speaker of the House of Representatives, Dante Russo.
