Chapter Five Coming To Terms
Inside the cab. Smith and his friend continued on with their chat.
"I was able to get a voice recording from the woman. She is taking a big risk with what she is doing. I just hope all this will be worth it in the long run. It's not easy coming to terms with the fact. Everyone involved are risking their lives to confront a crooked politician in the mayor's office."
"It has to be done never the less. I am sorry about you having to again give up on a life. You thought was meant to be after years of hiding."
'I don't miss those days having to be a lawyer. Even if I wanted to. I can't be bothered any longer with all of the arguments fighting over every single document, brought up by the clients."
"You shouldn't complain Michael. You made a great deal of monies from all of those dirty dealings. Including having to try and protect Captain Beckett, Montgomery and several others that had gotten in the way of Senator Bracken and Loksat."
"True. But at least I am still alive, as with Beckett and her husband Richard Castle. Even though Celeb Brown came close to killing them in their loft a year ago."
"Drop me off at the usual spot. I need to wait in my hotel room for the woman to call me again." Looking around the area for any tails.
"Don't worry. We are safe currently. Keep me posted Michael, okak?" He says before stopping at the curve in front of his apartment over looking an old Chinese Laundry building.
"Thanks, Donald."
Terry was able to make it back in time to her office to type up any notes that was left for her from Deputy Mayor Randall.
She had check to see on whether he was in his office. Since the blinds were down. She went to check the computer log entry on who might be inside.
When she looks. It's Detective Sanders from the Bronx district. This would be the 14th time, he's been here. And no doubt giving him further merchandise.
She decided to let it be for now. She had a great deal of work that needed to be done before the end of her shift.
Inside Randall's office
Randall spoke while taking a sip of water. He was nervous having to be doing this. But if he wanted to make a ton of money and into his bank accounts. He needed to do this.
"Look Sanders. Just be sure your men understands. I need the merchandise for a group looking to take a fortune in diamonds, weapons and cocaine from the harbor New York, Seaport side."
"And I understand this Randall. You will get it. It just takes time and planning without having others suspect me or my friends."
He said before getting up from his seat to head back to his office in the Bronx."
"You, do that. But for now I have a speech to prepared. I need Terry in here to help me type it up. She should be back from her lunch break."
He goes to walk the detective out of his office. Noticing Terry working at her desk typing up notes. Trying not to look up at them. Her heart was pounding like crazy for the moment. She waited for a moment. Taking a deep breath to calm her fray nerves.