There existed a selection of documents that were keeping the Governor of Rhy'Din's mind rather preoccupied as of late. The more he looked them over, the larger his headache grew. What he needed himself was a lawyer, or at the very least someone who was very good at playing the part of a lawyer. Of course, lawyers in general were the major cause of his headaches these days, particularly one Lucien Mallorek.
Two of the documents sitting on the Governor's desk were of his own personal design. One was a petition dated June 24, 2010 and in summary pretty much implicated him as a co-conspirator in some allegedly unlawful act. The same could be said of the other petition dated July 20, 2010. Both had to do with Judah Bishop, and he wasn't the least bit surprised. Annoyed, sure, but surprised? Not one wit.
Dris and his personal assistant Erin had been going over these documents for, well, months. There was no instantaneous solution that either of them could figure. A lot of questions were being raised from their very existence even. Lucien had made them sound so authoritative and final. So much so that he'd even convinced the Minister of Justice of their validity, and that was the sort of thing that only irritated the Governor all the more.
He had put off responding to these accusations for a long time. Dris was the freaking Governor of Rhy'Din. He was well within his right to sit on this sort of thing. It wasn't going anywhere. It wasn't going to go anywhere. The more he reviewed the documents, the more he realized they were only going to come to an authoritative stalemate on the matter. On this, he was annoyed that Riley O'Rourke had been more of a pushover than he had initially imagined her to be. And he was generally such a fantastic judge of char— Wait. No. That's why he had hired Erin, among other reasons.
Which brings us to document number three. The resignation letter.
"Dear Governor Driscol,
Effective immediately, I hereby tender my resignation from my position as Minister of Justice for the City of Rhy'Din.
I feel I am no longer able to effectively fulfill my duties, due to a lack of support, and general disinterest from the public. It has become clear to me that the people of Rhy'Din do not want a justice system; therefore, as the role of the government is to serve the people, I find my position to be unnecessary.
I appreciate the opportunity to serve this city and its citizens.
Sincerely,
Riley O'Rourke"
Among all the documents in his current possession that could in some way or another possibly be linked, it was this one, the resignation letter, that made the Governor smile. This was no small smile of idle contentment, no. This was the sort of smile best reserved for demons and diabolical masterminds. It was the kind of smile most often seen on the face of the Grinch Who Stole Christmas.
Now, Dris was certain he could say that he was glad he had sat on those two petitions. He was glad that he had been mulling them over and trying to figure out how best to combat the accusations. This one little letter, so politely disgruntled, was the key to everything. It also spared him the uncomfortable situation of firing Riley, which was all really just part and parcel of his nefariously enormous master plan.
"This," he said to Erin after reading the letter over for the hundredth time and letting his smile grow to deviously phenomenal proportions, "is perfect." Everything was going just as he liked it to go now. It was about time Riley saw things the way he'd seen them, been trying to tell the people of this city during his campaign before they actually elected him. Now, with Fenner's — ugh — unexpected help, the citizens of Rhy'Din were finally starting to clear up their eyes and see things the way they really were.
Little did his ex-Minister and that darn journalist know, but they both just made his job a whole lot easier, especially where concerning dealing with Barrister Lucien Mallorek, Judah Bishop, and their ridiculous petition.
Two of the documents sitting on the Governor's desk were of his own personal design. One was a petition dated June 24, 2010 and in summary pretty much implicated him as a co-conspirator in some allegedly unlawful act. The same could be said of the other petition dated July 20, 2010. Both had to do with Judah Bishop, and he wasn't the least bit surprised. Annoyed, sure, but surprised? Not one wit.
Dris and his personal assistant Erin had been going over these documents for, well, months. There was no instantaneous solution that either of them could figure. A lot of questions were being raised from their very existence even. Lucien had made them sound so authoritative and final. So much so that he'd even convinced the Minister of Justice of their validity, and that was the sort of thing that only irritated the Governor all the more.
He had put off responding to these accusations for a long time. Dris was the freaking Governor of Rhy'Din. He was well within his right to sit on this sort of thing. It wasn't going anywhere. It wasn't going to go anywhere. The more he reviewed the documents, the more he realized they were only going to come to an authoritative stalemate on the matter. On this, he was annoyed that Riley O'Rourke had been more of a pushover than he had initially imagined her to be. And he was generally such a fantastic judge of char— Wait. No. That's why he had hired Erin, among other reasons.
Which brings us to document number three. The resignation letter.
"Dear Governor Driscol,
Effective immediately, I hereby tender my resignation from my position as Minister of Justice for the City of Rhy'Din.
I feel I am no longer able to effectively fulfill my duties, due to a lack of support, and general disinterest from the public. It has become clear to me that the people of Rhy'Din do not want a justice system; therefore, as the role of the government is to serve the people, I find my position to be unnecessary.
I appreciate the opportunity to serve this city and its citizens.
Sincerely,
Riley O'Rourke"
Among all the documents in his current possession that could in some way or another possibly be linked, it was this one, the resignation letter, that made the Governor smile. This was no small smile of idle contentment, no. This was the sort of smile best reserved for demons and diabolical masterminds. It was the kind of smile most often seen on the face of the Grinch Who Stole Christmas.
Now, Dris was certain he could say that he was glad he had sat on those two petitions. He was glad that he had been mulling them over and trying to figure out how best to combat the accusations. This one little letter, so politely disgruntled, was the key to everything. It also spared him the uncomfortable situation of firing Riley, which was all really just part and parcel of his nefariously enormous master plan.
"This," he said to Erin after reading the letter over for the hundredth time and letting his smile grow to deviously phenomenal proportions, "is perfect." Everything was going just as he liked it to go now. It was about time Riley saw things the way he'd seen them, been trying to tell the people of this city during his campaign before they actually elected him. Now, with Fenner's — ugh — unexpected help, the citizens of Rhy'Din were finally starting to clear up their eyes and see things the way they really were.
Little did his ex-Minister and that darn journalist know, but they both just made his job a whole lot easier, especially where concerning dealing with Barrister Lucien Mallorek, Judah Bishop, and their ridiculous petition.