Indeed, on this particular morning, ratings for the previous night's installment of The Apprentice were so momentous that the phone is jangling in its cradle in his corner office, an airy space festooned with every manner of Trumpiana, on the twenty-sixth floor of Trump Tower.

In the basementless house, the kitchen usually serves as the laundry, unless the budget will permit a separate room.

“You focus your efforts on managing your prosecutors and show up to try that case. I'll handle the rest.” Ryan nodded assent but crossed her fingers behind her back. She would do more than just show up.

It made me angry and scornful, kept my zealousy alive, prevented me from understanding her or forgiving—I always saw the two heads together and the fatal kiss.