CHAPTER SIXTEEN
6:07 p.m. Eastern Standard Time
The Press Briefing Room
The White House, Washington DC
The suit didn’t agree with him.
Luke stood near the front of the packed media room. He wore a dark blue suit. A small man with a bald head, thick glasses, and a measuring tape had come and fitted him for the suit this afternoon. Within an hour, a courier had brought Luke the suit, a new pair of shoes, and a selection of five ties to choose from.
He wore his own leather shoulder holster, outfitted snugly with his own Glock nine-millimeter, under the open suit jacket. He imagined that the suit fit him perfectly. It was just that clothes like this had always made him feel constrained.
Total freedom of movement was important to Luke. It had saved his life many times. A suit did not pro
