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That's all I was going to say on the matter, I'd told him the truth Blossom wouldn't be happy now unless she knew where her friend was after finding him again after all this time. And even if she hasn't yet figured out that he's been living on the streets I have and I just couldn't let that shit go on.
He was as much a victim of these twisted fucks as her and the others. If she wanted him here then here’s where the fuck he was going to stay. I’m pretty sure if he’d had a safe place to go in the first place he wouldn’t have been on the streets.
"What's this safe house Gideon?" Shit, I was hoping she'd been too preoccupied to hear that little bypass, no such luck. "Nothing for you to worry about baby."
She pouted my way but kept still. I've noticed that she never contradicted me in front of others, no she saved that shit for when we were alone so I was sure I hadn't heard the end of it.
I needed to go over all the stuff Jason had brought with him but I didn't want to do it with her in the room. I had shuffled everything back into the envelope before she came into the room, I didn’t want her hurting anymore than she already was over this shit.
With things moving though we needed to get on the ball, I didn’t want her anywhere near it but I didn't want to send her away either, shit.
"Babe we're going to go into the inner office you and Jason stay out here and catch up okay." I kissed her once more before heading in the direction of the office not giving her a chance to answer. The office was just right through the door so I could still see and hear them.
My guys were right behind me. Gone were the easy smiles and laid back manner, in their place was disgust and anger.
"It must be said, these fuckers need to die." Maurice sneered at the evidence I pulled out once again.
The pictures laid out on the table were of the senator and the doctor. Some were in Ashley's bedroom when she was very young some were of the two men with other young children in pretty much the same positions. What was most incriminating though was the detailed diary of one Keith Starks.
This coupled with the recordings my security team had made of Starks and Sanders after I'd taken Ashley was more than enough evidence to put the men away. I took the photos of my wife and locked them away. I don't know what if anything I'd do with them in the future but I knew I didn't want her involved in whatever was going to befall these fuckers, it might be a pipe dream but it's what I wanted.
Some of the pictures weren't too incriminating taken on their own, but couple them with the fact that all of the featured kids were now missing and that was a strong indication of wrongdoing.
Not to mention the ones where the surgeon general had his hands in some very inappropriate places on these young girls' bodies while the senator was in attendance. Pretty hard to explain that shit away. I wonder how the fuck Starks had got his hands on this shit but at this point it really didn’t matter.
My gut burned with anger as I thought of the story those pictures told. She was so fucking young and innocent. In some of the earlier ones she’d looked terrified. Shake it off Gideon get the job done, the sooner you do that the sooner you can get to work on healing her.
"So we've decided on the press first?" The question drew me back from my musings.
"Yes Maurice, I have my contact ready all we need to do is forward the info. This is even better than what we had before; we'll call it trial by the public. When the public gets hold of this there wouldn't be a court anywhere that wouldn't throw the book at these monsters.
"They're gonna want to interview the victims and all that shit, you know these fucks are fucked up in their own way too." Gage had a point but I’d already put some stipulations in place.
My contact at the station knew I was sitting on something hot that involved a high flying official but she didn’t know who or what. She took my word on it because she knew I wasn’t one to fuck around. I had to make sure that these kids who’d already been victimized weren’t going to be treated like commodities for some news channel so I’d done all that I could to safeguard them.
"I already told Carla that if she handles this the way I want she'd get first dibs whenever the kids are ready to talk. Her bosses are gonna have to cough up some dough too, I'm gonna see that these kids get paid. I've already got Whistler on the ball to sue the senator and the doctor.”
“Their families are gonna be pissed because I mean to see that these kids are compensated heavily for all that they've been through. Not that money can make up for this shit, but it will go a long way to getting them settled in society when they get older. Some of them are adults already and will be coming back to nothing, having to start over from scratch.”
“And you can bet these fucks haven't been keeping up with educating their little play toys, fucking monsters. Plus with doctor bills and who knows what, we're talking millions."
"Take all their shit so they can't even afford a damn lawyer at the end of the day."
"I'll do my best Stefan."
“I’m going on record as saying you can’t do it boss, we end up having to take those fuckers before the feds get them you’ll burn ‘em.”
Gage didn’t even break a smile as he made that very accurate assessment. It was true; I kept waffling back and forth on my decisions where their punishments were concerned. In the end it comes down to what’s best for my girl, it’s always gonna come down to that shit for me.
“I won’t take that bet either boss, I mean it’s gonna be hard enough for us if we come face to face with these fucks not to pull the trigger.”
“If you want this to go down the American way you better let us handle it from here on out because there’s no fucking way I see you letting them walk otherwise.”
I looked at Maurice after Stefan’s little speech to see if he had anything to add to the other two’s statements. He simply shrugged his shoulders and grinned. “It is what it is boss.”
“Good to know you guys have such faith in my ability to keep a cool head.” I was saying that shit but I knew they were right on the money. There was no guarantee that I’d let these fuckers live if we ever came face to face. They’d fucking put hands on what’s mine a man doesn’t take that shit lightly.
“Lets put this shit away until we take care of the other thing first. Looks like we might have this thing cleaned up in a few days or less, good work guys thanks.” They all brushed off my thanks but I’m sure they knew what this shit meant to me.
