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“Amanda, I have been thinking about what you told me. So after work, I did a little digging. Give me a call when you get this message, I’ll be in the office by seven am tomorrow morning. There are definitely some improprieties here that we need to discuss,” he adds before abruptly hanging up.
That’s cool. I feel a little surge of excitement, but it’s another two hours before I can give him a call. So I send him a quick text telling him I’ll call him at seven o’clock his time and set my alarm to go off in an hour. The suite falls silent, so I roll over and relish the fact that I can still smell Trey’s cologne clinging to the ultra soft sheets. This is heavenly.
Trey
Arriving at Nana’s house, Anthony pulls up right behind the black sedan. “Just sit tight for a minute,” he tells me after a quick visual scan. He cocks his 9mm and opens the driver’s side door, pausing briefly to do a quick check over both shoulders. He then proceeds to close the door and moves in behind the sedan. With his gun pointed at the driver’s seat, he moves quickly to the driver’s door pulling the door handle and flinging open the door in one swift motion.
“It’s empty,” he yells back to me, before reaching in and pulling a note from the steering wheel. “What’s done is done,” he says, holding up the note with the words written in bold, red ink.
“Those are the same words that Tommy used yesterday,” I tell him as I open the passenger door and get out. “He said that a bailout from Addison Media is no longer in the cards, so what’s done is done.”
“Driving all the way out here to ditch this car in front of your grandmother’s house was designed to send you a strong warning,” he replies, lowering his head and glaring at me over his dark sunglasses. “Like I said, if you’re going to keep poking the bear, we need to make sure everyone is protected.”
“We’ll drop her off with Mom and Tyler and then I’ll have to figure out if anyone else is at risk.” I do a quick mental scan of who else might be affected. “I don’t give a shit about most of my relatives.” I chuckle as the thought of Margaret and her son, Chester flash through my mind. I’m sure Chester could hold his own, that little fucking weasel.
“Oh thank, God,” Nana gasps, throwing open the front door to greet us. “Misty and I have been so nervous ever since we saw that car still parked there this morning.”
“It appears that someone just abandoned it, Ma’am,” Anthony tells her, leaving out a few crucial details.
“I’m going to have someone from the department come out and take a look,” I add, retrieving Detective Kelly’s card from my wallet. I punch in his number, giving him a quick call while Anthony gets Nana and Misty situated in the passenger seat of the SUV.
“The Ghost abandoned his vehicle at my grandmother’s house,” I tell Detective Kelly when he answers. “I thought you and Agent Mitchell would want to take a look.”
“We’ll do better than that,” he responds boisterously. “If you are sure it’s his vehicle, we’ll have it towed in and forensics can scour it from bumper to bumper.”
“We know it’s his,” I confirm. “He left a note for me.”
“Make sure you leave the note in the car where we can find it,” he replies gruffly.
“Will do. We are taking Nana over to Trump Tower, so she can stay with the rest of the family until this is resolved,” I add. “Have you guys made any progress?”
“Agent Mitchell told me there have been about one hundred and sixteen large transactions between Atlantic International and the United States in the past thirty days,” he explains. “So there is plenty to sort out.”
“Well, I will keep passing along anything we find. Good luck with the car.” I hang up and hop in the back of the SUV. Listening to the conversation between Anthony and Nana I feel bad that I hadn’t thought of protecting her. She hasn’t been involved in any way, so I never imagined that her life would be in any danger. I never would have forgiven myself if something had happened to her.
Mandy
After being awakened by my alarm, I send Trey a text asking how things are going. It has been so long since I’ve sat alone in silence like this, it actually feels strange to me.
Trey: We have picked up the package and it is in transit. ; )
Me: I’m glad she’s ok
Trey: I was just thinking the same thing. Got lucky
My phone begins to ring and Harris’ name comes up on the screen. I click over to take his call, eager to hear what he has to say about the Firefly Media deal.
