Duke and Black Jack

Sweat pours from the Congressman’s face. It’s only 10 am, but he reaches for a whiskey. He reads the headline again. "Duke Cunningham wore a wire." His mind races, Duke is going to prison, those meetings we had, if those were taped, I’ll be doing the perp walk… He reaches for another whiskey.

Then it hits him. What if Abramoff was wearing a wire too?

And who else is wearing one… 

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