“Are you prepared, right now, to tell the viewers of Spotlight America whether or not you plan to resign?”The senior senator from Ohio cleared his throat and shot a furtive look at his attorney who was sitting across the room. As the seconds of silence ticked by, Levenger’s face reddened, but Lindsey simply waited for the answer. Clearly, he’d believed the show booker’s promise that she would stick to an agreed outline of acceptable questions. Lindsey had made no such promise, and she struck a pose of nonchalance as he stuttered his response. Something about duty, family, and remaining loyal to his constituents. She nodded as he spoke, but steadfastly refused to throw him a lifeline, instead preferring to let him hang himself with his own scattered attempt at an explanation.An hour later, while she was carving into a steak at Del Frisco’s Grille, she got the call. She stared at the display on her cell phone and took a deep breath before answering. “Ryan here.”“Ms. Ryan, I have Mr.
