While Ivana was not interested in politics she had spent a long time as a head of state and had learned through hard experience how the world of politics functioned.
"Da, I agree. Truth, it is sharpest sword. Cuts deepest. And truth not on side of Donn. If Bull makes the public address, he hurt Donn with public. Hurt him badly."
"Attack on White House.. Hm." Her eyes went distant for a moment as she pondered. "Okay. I like this. It draw out Donn's allies. Let us create map of alliance. If attack succeed, Donn is President who lose White House. If attack not succeed, it is because allies of Donn stop us. This tell us who defend him, give us list of targets."
Ivana hooked her thumbs in her utility belt, watching the Impero as he spoke. He was a mystery. His motivations were unknown, as were his true capabilities. Even the Venezuelan security services could not discover something so simple as his place of birth.
Satar was a mad dog. Rabid. Ivana watched him with a careful gaze. You can't keep a mad dog in your back yard and hope he only bites your neighbors.
Then her attention turned to Donn. "He is in bad place. Gothic City destroyed, only little time after he take over. This not good look. Donn is first President to preside over complete destruction of American city, ever. His Vice go crazy-" Ivana smirked, having had something to do with that. "-and now his enemy."
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