Madamme Flo was an old member of the Martinez Gang and most members of the table respected her. Her newfound love with the Contractor was to overthrow Sancho.I could not understand why Sancho did not see this coming and why he was quick to do away with me. Without me, this Table would have come for his blood. I was the stability the Table needed and I ensured that they saw that today.I was not going to play cat and mouse with these table members right now. They need to be ruled by fear. So that when I am gone for a few months due to my pregnancy they will be in check.Sancho ordered Larry to get my chair and Larry took my chair, placed it where I was in the Deputy Leader's position, and ushered me to sit on the chair. There were very few claps of hands and I did not fail to notice those who still felt I should be a member at the table.They were the ones that were glad that I was back. At that moment, Sancho stood up and said, “If there are no more questions, we should move to other
The Senator was in a meeting and we had to wait in my mini truck. My stomach was hurting but I could not tell Larry. I just wanted to have a meeting with the Senator.Larry looked at me as I struggled in pain and tried my best to pretend that I was okay. I had almost forgotten that I was pregnant and that my lifestyle and condition had to change.“Cassie, you don’t look good, we can cancel this meeting so that you can get some treatment,” Larry said.“Don’t bother Larry. I would be fine,” I said.I wanted to be the one to talk to the Senate president so that he could see the seriousness and the advantage of keeping Senator Alby alive for now. I know that the Senate President is vexed, but this was what the gang wanted.A call came in and Larry had to get there but I could hear from the caller that the Senator would see us now and wanted us to come in through the back door.“I am sorry you had to come in through the back door,” he said, washing his hands.“This is New York and not Wash
“You were practically awake all through the night. Please, I would love to know what is troubling you,” Marvin said, as he gave me a peck on my forehead.I was very grateful that someone was watching me while I slept, but honestly, there were so many reasons why I could not sleep. There was this sudden urgency to build networks and influences that would protect my loved ones forever.“You were watching me all through the night, practically you did not sleep yourself,” I replied.“That would be difficult with you in the bed,” Marvin said.“Are you sure you were watching me or wanting to see whether I could change Marvin and he loved it, his eyes lit with a broad smile.“I would not mind that,” Marvin said, and tried to hold my breast.It was like a relax action. He was on the floor at just that moment: I had twisted his arm, turned him around and threw him to the floor. Both of us looked at ourselves with the utmost shock.“I am so sorry, I don’t know what came over me, Marvin,” I said
The Senator was shocked that someone knew he had orchestrated the whole thing. It was a top secret to remove the Senate President.I took a deep breath, the truth was a bitter pill that needed to be swallowed."It's not just about what you've done, Senator. It's about the intricate dance of power and revenge. You were caught in the crossfire. You wanted him out. He would not go down without a fight" I said.“He can keep the seat and his position, just don’t hurt my family,” Senator Alby begged.I took a deep breath and sighed. I was not going to kill him but he does not know that yet.The question that lingered in Senator Alby's eyes was one of uncertainty. "Are you here to kill me now?"“I want a list of all the Senators who planned this with you. I want their names written out, take out a sheet from your bag, and give me those names immediately.The Senator refused. He was unwilling to name his accomplice. It looked like he would rather die than make that decision.I hated politics.
He smiled and looked at me as if to say he wanted more from the deal.“Here is a copy of all the evidence against Senator Alby, he has nothing on you should you choose to use this,” I said.“Okay, this sounds nice,” he replied.“Remember the Senate is now yours when you want us to come in to remind the other nine senate leaders who conspired with Senator Alby. Feel free to reach me,” I said.“Thank you, this is what I call a deal. Let’s talk later Cassie. Have a great day,” he said.Amidst the tension, my phone buzzed, and I answered, hoping for a glimmer of clarity. Shantel's voice crackled through the line, a desperate plea for understanding. I took an excuse from Senator Thomas to talk to Shantel."Cassie," she said, her words rushed, "we're in the back of a truck. They took us somewhere, but I don't know where. It's dark, and we can't see anything."“Okay, get me the GPS location, and please try as much as possible to keep this phone on at all times,” I said.Turning towards the S
As we drove into the Mansion, Marvin’s personal guard welcomed us. It was an airy evening and I saw the look on Larry’s face, he was tired. The day had been long and tiring. Everyone needed a rest, but not me.The gravel crunched under the tires as I pulled into the driveway of Marvin's mansion. Larry, my steadfast ally, turned to me as we parked."You want me to stay, Cassie?" he asked, concern etched on his face.I shook my head, a silent acknowledgment of the delicate nature of the upcoming conversation."No, Larry. I'll handle this. Stay alert and be ready for anything." I said, acknowledging the fact that he needed some rest.“You know I could stay if you wanted it,” Larry said.“Yes, I am sure you could, but you see I can handle Marvin and I do it best when we are alone. Moreover, you look like you need a very good rest,” I said.Larry laughed, his tired face popping out wrinkles like an old man.“Cassie, you need the rest more than I do. Though I understand you are trying to en
Marvin and I delved into the possibilities. The conversation took an unexpected turn. We contemplated each Simpson's motive and means to carry out the attack."Lucas," Marvin mused, his eyes narrowing in thought. "He's always resented being in the shadow of Uncle Jonah. Maybe he thinks eliminating us would secure his position," Marvin said.I shook my head, my perspective diverging from Marvin's. "Lucas may harbor resentment, but I don't see him as the mastermind. There's something more sinister at play. Though, like I said earlier, I do not know him and I do not trust him", I said.But I knew that no one had kept an eye on Lucas all this while. No Simpson can be trusted!The revelation dawned upon me as I considered the intricacies of the Simpson family dynamics."No one considers Lucas, the son of Uncle Jonah Simpson, as someone who could do such things. He's always been an outsider, and his aspirations might be focused on creating a legacy independent of the Simpson name." I said.
As we made our way to the office, Shantel and Mr. Ross following us, the atmosphere shifted. A ripple of surprise coursed through the office as the unexpected guests entered.There were a lot of murmurs everywhere we passed through and I got it. People had not seen Shantel or Mr. Ross for a long time and they had different versions of what had happened, which of course may not be true.Then there is me, their chief Security Officer, who no one knew her whereabouts. As we moved to Marvin's floor, Rose held my hands and whispered to me, “I knew you could not let go of the boss,” she smiled.I smiled back but said nothing. I was very suspicious of her and I felt she was working together with her husband for Uncle Jonah.The day promised to be interesting, and as we navigated the sea of curious glances, the complexities of our shared dynamics became more pronounced.In the office, the air buzzed with a tension that transcended the ordinary ebb and flow. The regulators and police were alre