There was definitely a desire for change in the air and Foley felt it. Again he looked out over the crowd and held up his hands.
"We owe our allegiance to God and country, not political fat cats like my opponent -" Foley stopped with the sudden pain in his chest. Surprise on his face, he looked down at his starched white shirt and saw the red flower blossoming around his heart. The surprise turned into a black tunnel his mind went down as he slumped to the floor. He was dead before they got to him.
That night one of the local TV stations received an e-mail. It was from Mundo Domini taking responsibility for eliminating yet another rabid pro-choice politician.
