[H3]Alonso Terjedor[/h3]

"Yes I considered running for president but both Diego and Marcela are great candidates. I would hate to dampen the progress either one of them has made." Alonso sipping on a bottle of water as he awaited the next question.

"Since you aren't running, who are you backing? Your own following would surely want to know." The young woman asked fixing her glasses. Her eyes staring at the man curiously but there was an undertone in her voice he knew distinctly.

Being one of the top politicians bought by the oil company. So his backing also would also bring the oil companies to the fold. The decision was infuriating but patience was a virtue. "Perhaps later I could have an answer for you."  It was clear that Alonso and the young reporter weren't going to be talking much later on. 

"You will be the first to know who I choose though." Alonso watched the woman walk out, his sight fixated on the woman as she walked out.

He wasn't choosing yet but both candidates we're viable but who exactly? He didn't know yet but he would wait. He wasn't gonna be on a sinking ship. He wanted the winner and that's the side he would be on the winning side.