My Husband Ran a Leadership Coup Against Me. I Reshuffled Him Out of My Cabinet.

A cheating golden-boy husband. A secret caucus coup. And a Prime Minister who refuses to bleed on cue.

They call my husband the steady hand. The grown-up in the cabinet. The Minister of Finance who should have been Prime Minister.

They forget who taught this caucus how to count.

Before I ever stood at the podium, I was the best whip this party ever had. When eleven meetings in Freddie’s diary have nothing to do with Finance, and the operative running our internal polling starts steering the data, I don't need to ask for a confession. I pull the schedules. I reconstruct his secret canvass name by name—and at the top of the list, beside my own name, I pencil in the two letters he thinks are his secret: M.O. Manage out.

He has thirty backbenchers, a media rollout, and a date set for my political funeral.

He just doesn't know how fast the machine can move.

To break him, I have to turn to the only man in Ottawa who ever saw the whole board—Aidan DeVries, the former Clerk of the Privy Council. Twelve years ago, I traded a quiet life with Aidan for a marriage that photographed well in the suburbs. Now, working across a legal pad in the midnight hours, Aidan hands me the one weapon Freddie never saw coming: a sequence that remakes the government before sunrise.

At eight o'clock at Rideau Hall, they read the new cabinet aloud, and my husband's name is not on the list.

At ten o'clock, he forces the vote on the caucus floor anyway.

A closed-door political revenge novella featuring a slow-burn second chance, zero reconciliation, absolute vindication, and the coldest arithmetic in the capital. Book 1 of Term Limits.