“Good question.” Emily considered it as well as her muddled brain would allow. One was the best friend she’d ever had and the first man she’d ever loved, or at least suffered a multi-year crush over. The other was a man who had married Katherine Matthews, by choice. A flashy, self-aggrandizing, social success. He’d made himself the most powerful man on the planet, with the help of a hundred million or so voters. Also the man who, through his orders to others, had sent her on each mission she’d flown over the past year.
The divide was too great. She’d known the first man better than anyone alive, perhaps better than he knew himself. The other one she didn’t know at all. She shoved herself higher on the starchy hospital pillows.
“Nope. You pick your cards and you play ’em.” Most of the wor
