It hasn't been a great year for the Cuomo family, a turbulent time for the political family that ended up with Andrew Cuomo being forced to resign as governor of New York and known journalist Chris Cuomo to lose his job at the prestigious CNN, after some pesky accusations about sexual harassment and misconduct that in these tims can have serious consequences.
However, like a good empire of political power, they both knew the only thing stopping a comeback in politics was death, so taking full advantage of a divided nation both brothers started to plan their strategy to surge as repented members of the left that learnt the lesson and joined the feminist cause as allies in order to get back to the public eye. And after that, in times were Americans manufactured conspiracies based on internet posts and apparently you could become a president via Twitter everything would just be a matter of remembering people of their achievements and accolades, all the previous good work that seemingly got erased after a simple mistake but was still there and supposed a big advantage against any kind of opposition, be it the traditional rivals or one of those outsiders that rose to popularity saying what the public wanted to hear
And things were going well so far, with Chris even planning to enter in politics to keep the lineage of powerful politicians going on, with a meeting planned with important allies on the left that would kickstart the strategy to reintroduce him, show him up as a changed man that deserved support from the democratic party and help him ascend the ranks until he could achieve the same governor spot his older brother did, while Andrew aimed for an even bigger fish in the presidency.
However, the night before the meeting something happened to Chris and he didn't feel well, retiring early to bed after feeling something that felt like a stomachache but wasn't one because he knew he hadn't eaten anything strange and because he knew his body enough to know this one felt a bit off. He thought a good night of rest could help him go back into top shape, but after a deep sleep he found himself in very unfamiliar surroundings. He wasn't even in his bed, and everything looked so dark as if he got thrown in one of those dark solitary confinement cells he covered in the past in one of his chronicles as a journalist. Where was he? How could someone of his standing be kidnapped just like that? He thought as his eyes tried and failed to adjust to the darkness
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