"The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the the paths of the righteousness for his names sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil for thou art with me;thy rod andd thy staff they comfort me."
~Valley of the Shadow of Death 1~
Alfred's hands shook as he dialed the line on accessible through Wayne Wireless. The signal was weak and filled with static. He finally made out a garbled "Here" and "not now" and the word "pirates." He fumbles changing channels and sputters that he has been detained on the way to the base. He explains that a man had blocked the road with the engine up waving for a push out of the way.
A hand now flashes in front of his face in a forward winding motion to hurry it up.
More garbled noise.
"This gentlemen was scheduled to meet with you today. He says the danger isn't over military weapons of mass destruction sir."
Louder static.
"Sir if you can hear me. He says the problem is over something larger."
Then the signal was lost as Alfred sat idling miles from base with a older man wearing a large brimmed Yankess ball cap,large dark lensed glasses and a common plain tan overcoat.
"What did he say?" the passenger asked nervously shifting his gaze side to side then at the passenger mirror.
"He didn't respond. We were on a weak signal. I can try again sir."
"We don't have time to waste! I thought he was you. All my sources linked the money trail to you. It seems you spend the money, usually shop, why you even pay the land-line by cash in person. Who does that anymore? I have to get out of here!"
"Wait sir. I know someone who can help."
Trump now laughs insanely "Help? You have no idea what we are up against. You have no idea of their capabilities, you have no idea of their POWER!" He laughs again grabbing the door handle.
"They are bigger than you can possibly fathom, they know more secrets than GOD, they have infilitrated every domicile, automobile, cell phone, wallet and purse to the very crib you once lied your infant head. They know everything, even the military, the federal reserve, our very president's every detail from birth till now, they will know soon that I was here."
Alfred grabs the man's shoulder. "Wait please. She is very good. She is Batman's right hand. She can help."
He nods no but Alfred hands him a card and writes down her number in it. Trump looks at it quickly then jumps out the door never stopping to look back he only yells " burn that note! Never leave a paper trail!" He runs to his car slams the hood down and vanishes down the road.
