Andrew settled into his office chair. He sighed and rubbed his eyes. That meeting had gone excruciatingly long, and nothing had been accomplished.
Day two of discussions about pro-integration/anti-integration tensions, and the Council was still fractured over how to handle the issue. The empty seat did not help matters any. Louis had been Andrew’s unexpected pro-integration supporter, and now the vote was too evenly divided.
Andrew felt his phone vibrate. When he pulled it out of his pocket, he found several messages from Dennis.
Andrew rolled his eyes at what he was certain was only an overreaction from his social media advisor. The man knew that Andrew was going to be in a meeting all morning, but of course he thought that whatever he had to say was world-ending. And
