THE LOATHSOME SON-IN-LAW

A DRUG PEDDLER OR HUMAN TRAFFICKER

Andrew and Jackson entered their Bentley and drove out of the mall, and their car accelerated towards Orange County. Because they had spent lots of time inside the mall, the sky was dark except for the stars and the moon, and the coolness of the night made them believe rain may fall over the night.

Jackson turned toward Andrew who sat beside him at the front and begged, "Give me your phone. I want to call Miss Simpson and ask about my kids."

"You want to ask about your kids, or you want to hear Miss Simpson's voice?" Andrew asked as he removed the Thuraya satellite phone from his pocket and dialled Miss Simpson's telephone number.

Jackson collected the phone and muttered back, "Both. I would love to hear her voice, and also to know if Tommy and Jimmy are okay. He paused his speech as the phone rang at the other side of the line and was picked up by Miss Simpson.

"Hello, Andrew," Miss Simpson's voice boomed out of the telephone's speaker.

"This is Jackson. Andrew's friend. I wa