Cut and Thrust

31

Stone looked over Ann’s shoulder at the running totals she was keeping on a legal pad. “Kate can’t be that far off Sam’s projection,” he said.

“Hang on, here comes Illinois.” Illinois’s twenty delegates were voted for Kate.

“That’s better,” Stone said, relieved.

“Yes, but we’re only twelve votes ahead. And we’ve got some Willingham and Otero states coming.”

Kansas cast six votes for Otero and Missouri ten for Willingham.

“Why is Otero so far behind?” Stone asked.

“Texas,” Ann replied. “Second-largest delegate count. When we get to the Ts, Texas will bring Otero up to fiftyish.”

“How long before we get to the Ns?” Stone asked.

“Soon.”

Stone called Ed Eagle.

“Yes, Stone?”

“Ed, how would you like to elect the next president of the United States?”

“Personally?”

“Personally.”

“How do I do that?”

“Take Otero aside and tell him that Kate is going to win it on the first ballot.”

“Are you sure?”

“Very nearly,” Stone lied. “Do it now, Ed, and it will be over. She won’t need him or Willingham. Tell Otero if he throws his delegates to Kate, he’ll be in the good graces of the next president. Or if he sticks it out with Willingham, he’ll be number one on Kate’s shit list. And tell him anything else you can think of.”

“I’ll call you back,” Eagle said.

Stone picked up the binoculars and trained them on the New Mexico delegation. Eagle had taken Otero into an aisle, a few steps away from the others. Ed was looking down at Otero and Otero was looking at the floor with an ear cocked toward Ed. Otero was shaking his head vehemently.

“Oh, shit,” Stone said, lowering the binoculars. “Where are we in the ballot count?”

“Projecting one thirty-one,” Ann said. “This is not good, Stone. Somebody is making a lot of promises to delegates who committed to Kate.”

Stone raised the binoculars again. Otero and Eagle were gone. He swept the New Mexico delegation; they were not there. Where the hell were they? New Mexico would be called on in a minute or two. Then he spotted them: they were striding toward the Virginia delegation, and Willingham had just seen them coming. “Something’s going on,” Stone said, half to himself.

“What? What’s going on?” Ann asked.

“Powwow at the Virginia delegation. Ed and Otero are over there. Ed is doing all the talking.”

Kate looked over Will’s shoulder at the chicken-scratching on his pad. “What does all that mean?” she asked.

“I’m a little confused,” Will said. “We seem to be three or four votes behind where we should be at this point. Where the hell is Sam Meriwether?”

“With the Georgia delegation,” Kate replied.

“See if you can get him on the phone.”

Kate called the number and put the phone on speaker.

“Kate?”

“Sam, Will’s worried about the delegate count.”

“He should damn well be worried,” Sam replied. “By my projections, we’ll be three votes short of the nomination. And if that happens, then Otero and Willingham will join forces on the second ballot and take the nomination. Oh, and Otero is over at the Virginia delegation right now with Willingham. They’re cooking up something.”

“Sam,” Will said, “drop everything and get over to Virginia. See if you can break up whatever they’re thinking about.”

“I’ll call you back,” Meriwether said.

“Will, I’m sorry I ever did this,” Kate said, resting her forehead on his shoulder.

“You just hang on, sweetheart, it’s not over yet.”

“I just have this awful feeling in the pit of my stomach.”

“Have a bourbon and Alka-Seltzer — that always works for me.”

“New Mexico!” the chairman was shouting.

Stone watched as a New Mexican he didn’t know stood up and took the microphone. Otero was nowhere in sight.

“Mr. Chairman,” the man shouted, “I am the deputy chairman of the New Mexico delegation. I request a poll of the delegation!”

The audience roared with laughter. There were only five delegates and they were sitting next to one another.

“That was funny,” Stone said.

“They’re buying time,” Ann said. “I don’t like this.”

The chairman began calling the names of the New Mexico delegation. When he got to Ed Eagle, there was no response.

Stone checked the Virginia delegation again. Willingham was there but Otero and Eagle were not.

“New Mexico, do you wish to cast only four votes?”

“One moment, Mr. Chairman,” the deputy delegation leader said, looking desperately around the floor.

Then Pete Otero strode up and took the microphone away from the man. Ed Eagle was standing beside him. “Mr. Chairman, I am Pete Otero, governor of the great state of New Mexico!” he shouted.

The chairman shouted back, “I thought you looked familiar!”

The audience roared with laughter again.

“Mr. Chairman,” Otero said again, “at this time I wish to withdraw from the race for the presidential nomination of the Democratic Party.”

There was a mixed audience roar, cheers and Nooos.

“Mr. Chairman,” Otero shouted, “the New Mexico delegation casts all its votes, and I request all delegates pledged to me to vote for the next president of the United States, Katharine Lee!”

The audience went crazy. The chairman put up with it for a couple of minutes, then began hammering the podium with his gavel. Then, as the roar subsided, another voice was heard.

“Mr. Chairman, I am Senator Mark Willingham of Virginia and I wish to be recognized.”

“This is irregular, Senator,” the chairman said, “but you are recognized.”

“Mr. Chairman,” Willingham shouted, “I wish to withdraw at this time from consideration for the Democratic nomination for president. And, further, I release all delegates pledged to me and urge them to cast their votes for the next president of the United States, Katharine Lee of Georgia!”

Pandemonium reigned. The chairman hammered for order without effect. Stone looked over at the New Mexico delegation and saw Pete Otero standing on a chair, keeping his balance by hanging on to Ed Eagle’s shoulder. “Mr. Chairman!” he was yelling. “Mr. Chairman!”

Finally regaining some order, the chairman pointed at Otero. “The chair recognizes the governor of the great state of New Mexico, Pete Otero!”

“Mr. Chairman,” Otero yelled, “I move that the convention nominate by acclamation as its nominee for president, Katharine Lee of Georgia!”

A huge affirmative roar from the audience.

The chairman hammered again. “The chair recognizes Senator Mark Willingham of the great state of Virginia!”

Willingham grabbed a microphone and yelled, “Mr. Chairman, I second Governor Otero’s motion!”

“All in favor, holler!” the chairman shouted.

And the crowd hollered for a full seven minutes.