The voice of reason was drowned out by a tsunami of desire.
Every lawmaker who received a call felt a sense of being robbed. They realized that in the chaos created by this information asymmetry, Leo Wallace was seizing their legislative power from a distance.
The entire bureaucratic system in Harrisburg showed a hopeless sluggishness when faced with this unconventional attack.
They were used to political gamesmanship in hearings and backroom deals, but they had no idea how to counter a full-scale assault stemming from a process that hadn't even officially begun.
This torrent of anger eventually coalesced into a collective anxiety in Harrisburg.
The lawmakers began calling each other, their conversations focused on one topic: how to make the damned phone calls stop.
"When is Leo going to present that bill?" became the most frequent greeting in the hallways of Harrisburg.
