by Marcus L. Rowland
The group dynamics of Sam's campaign headquarters party are all wrong.
Toby knows how to watch social gatherings, spot important people by behaviour and body language, the way people defer to them, move around them. Here Sam's a focus, of course, but the centre of attention is elsewhere.
It takes a while to identify the other focus. Four women in their twenties, a one-eyed man, and a teenage girl. About a third of the guests have approached their table, always with deference.
He finally recognises the redhead from the Rosslyn tape, and starts to wonder what the hell's going on.