Chapter 9

    “Early this morning Mayor Harry Gibbon was taken into protective custody after an anonymous whistle blower came forward with an allegation that Mayor Gibbon was only able to win by faking votes, Police are still unsure weather these allegations are true but are doing everything they can to find out the truth. Up next: Can you really trust if your paper coffee cups are not poisoning you?!” 

“What a world!” 

Tory slowly claps while watching the tv intently. 

“I wonder to this whistle blower is?” 

We both share a look before we both start laughing, A job well done. The incident from two weeks ago was just the beginning of how I am going to ruin his life, He should not have turned on the man who got him into office. 

“How should we celebrate?” 

Troy what a good man.., But it is too soon. 

“There is still to much we need to do before we can do any celebrating!” Tory has the devilish grin again, There will be blood tonight. “Should I finish off with Silva, Or do you want me to make it public?” 

Troy knows exactly what I’m thinking. 

“Yes I do want to do that.., But I have a better idea” 

Tory tilts his head. 

“Oh.., And what could that be?” 

I return his grin in kind. 

“I want his wife and son to find out first.” 

Tory chuckles as he moves toward the door, There is only so much malice that he can hide under that kind exterior.

 “I’ll head out now, And return bearing gifts!” I chuckle at his words as he leaves.

 There is nothing that would please me more then to hear the screams from the prison visiter hall! 

I can’t help but to chuckle to myself at the very though…., He came to me for help because he could not get enough support on his own. 

I told him I didn’t need anything in return.., But then he repaid me by trying to send me to prison. 

He thought he was so smart, Trying to cover over his dirty little secret by getting rid of me…. 

Little did he know I knew exactly what his weakness is.., Or well it was. I poured myself another glass of scotch before turning on the tv again. 

    “After all most people do agree that there is a strange after tastes after leaving the coffee cup to cool” The camera shifts. “Exactly Lisa, There are too many variables we can’t truly know what they are putting in those ‘rescuable’ cups! And we truly wont know until they kill us!” 

    The camera starts to pan outward. 

“Well that is all the time we have today, Thank you so much Lisa for your time! We will see you tomorrow for the news and our next topic!” 

Why did I turn on this stupid station again, I should get up and do something instead of waiting around.. 

I finish my drink before heading for the kitchen, I’m not the best cook but it will have to do for now.

 I know I should not leave but that does not stop me from wanting to.., The most perfect simple meal a gentle butter souse with a drizzle of a dry Pinot Grigio, Than the spaghetti with just a bit of broccolini and a little Italian Sausage, 

I know its Perfect! But I also know I can’t plate for shit but I do know it will sure taste dam good. 

I do enjoy a simple meal every now and again, But without Troy here there is only so much silence I can take in a day.. 

Later in the evening Troy returns, Not bearing just one gift but two. 

“So how did it go?” 

Tory is a happily grinding sadistically, I can only ‘wonder’ what he is going to say. 

“It was truly glorious! His wife had just walked in with her lawyer to try to get him released”

 He could barely hide the laughter in his voice.

“When they received the ‘package’ you could hear her screaming from outside the prison walls” 

He take’s off his gloves. 

“Her lawyer had to hold her back to stop her from hitting him in the visitors room!” I join in with his laughter, I wonder who is going to help him now. 

Tory places down a small box by the edge of my hand with a look of excitement at what I may do when I open it. “What is this?” Tory smiles. 

“A gift.” I glare at him for a moment. 

“Fine I’ll open it first.” I quickly grab the box. “This again..,” Troy sits in front of me. 

“Come on! I just wanted to show you my trophy!” I sigh at his words, There is only so much I can tolerate from him. “I know you enjoy doing taking trophy’s from people who really piss me off but there is only so many times you can pull this off before it become traceable to us!” Troy looks at me with an unhappy look, I wave my hand at him in annoyance.

“I want them to always remember that they never should have crossed us!” You can see the red in Torys eyes, I rub the back of my head.

“As for the other thing I asked of you, How is it going?” Tory pulls out his phone, After a few  moments on in he slides it across the table to me. 

“What do we have here?” Tory loosens his tie. “They have only left once in the past two weeks.” I nod at Troys words as I watch the blue dot on the screen. “Have you heard anything chatter from them?” Troy shakes his head. “No.” He folds his tie. 

“They seem to be very…, Whats the word.” He pauses for a moment. “Reclusive,” He chuckles. 

“Reclusive.., There is only so much hiding one person can do!” 

Troy stands to get himself a glass. 

“That is true.., But there is always something we can do to bring someone out.” As he pours a drink he returns to his seat. 

“How would you like them to be silenced?” I run a hand though my hair. 

“Silenced?” 

He glances away from my eye line. 

“Who ever said I wanted them silenced.” Troy sighs before returning to my eye line. 

“I was only assuming my job,” He folds his hands.

“What will you have me do?” I beckon him with my left hand. “Come closer and I’ll tell you.”