"It's our job Tommy, if you could just let is do the negotiations, we'll keep the boy and give you what you want, that's not your worry, we'll keep go our side of the deal, never mind the press and media, we've faced better opposition" Pete insisted.

"How? With what? You're out of cash, stack is frozen and with nothing, how do you run with no resources Jackie?"

Pete stood, dumbfounded as the man nodded with a sympathetic face.

"Exactly, you can't. That will be risk myself, yourself and the bab__"

"Cut the bullshit! You don't give a rat ass what happens to the baby or Brownson" Pete stated.

"Despite this minor political disagreement, we're friends and colleagues, Brownson's a good man" Tommy replied lowly.

"Right, and you sleep with his wife and now kidnap his only child, very poetic" Pete stated with a sarcastic laugh.

Tommy's expression gave him away at the very statement but wit

It was almost 9;00pm when they could find a hotel affordable enough for the three of them. Pete paid his very last cash on the room for the night and they thankfully got complimentary dinner since they insisted they wanted that instead of the normal breakfast.

The place was a small two storey over looking the street, a neon sign long dead stood by the road to indicate a name that was no longer recognizable. The walls inside was painted a light green, the arts long faded and needing replacement. The receptionist that issued their room keies had been nice, very nice a actually seeing as she had eyed Nick all evening and no doubt made her move after Pete and Valeria moved to the rooms, hand in hand with the baby to settle in for the evening.

After the bland fish of mashed potato, bacon and a glass of water, Valeria stuffed the baby's bag into the wardrobe and laid on the bed she was force

Present day

Both parties met at a small goat pen by the side of the farm. The shed was reeking of animal dung and urine, a heap of hay laid on either sides of the pen, one stacked high and the other just a few layers low and about sixteen goats moved about eight no care in the world.

The Senator stood with only one of his men by his side, the other stood a shooting distance away, after searching and disarming the trio of what empty guns they carried. Sure that the trio were unarmed and harmless, the five men left and one stood beside Thomas, something he never allowed when he was meeting with Pete. Never. It had always been just the both of them talking in low tones.

Senator Thomas was dressed in a golf short, a polo shirt and a navy blue base ball cap that matched his stockings and encased in his boots clad feet. His stomach looked about to pop right out of his t-shirt or better stil

"It's our job Tommy, if you could just let is do the negotiations, we'll keep the boy and give you what you want, that's not your worry, we'll keep go our side of the deal, never mind the press and media, we've faced better opposition" Pete insisted.

"How? With what? You're out of cash, stack is frozen and with nothing, how do you run with no resources Jackie?"

Pete stood, dumbfounded as the man nodded with a sympathetic face.

"Exactly, you can't. That will be risk myself, yourself and the bab__"

"Cut the bullshit! You don't give a rat ass what happens to the baby or Brownson" Pete stated.

"Despite this minor political disagreement, we're friends and colleagues, Brownson's a good man" Tommy replied lowly.

"Right, and you sleep with his wife and now kidnap his only child, very poetic" Pete stated with a sarcastic laugh.

Tommy's expression gave him away at the very statement but within seconds, he regained his composure and smiled.

"Be it as it may, a safe house, food and whateve

Chapter 18