Chapter Seventy Nine – Political Storm Ahead.
James Clarkson, walked through the security at the palace of Westminster, today he was going to kill his political career, he had backing from other MP’s some of them had served in Her Majesties armed forces, others, were hopeful they would be able to oust the current prime minister from power, and gain a higher position for themselves. That did not concern him, he knew what he had to do, and today the political s**t would hit the fan.
As he walked corridors of power, the ornate statues of those who had served their country in the political arena stood looking down at him. Some of these men had changed the course of history, others not so much, but he felt like if they were here today a lot of them would understand why he was doing what
