Looks

It stood to reason that you were just as corrupt as the rest. A share holder no doubt and one looking to cash in on the 'fringe benefits' of the system in here. I draw my hand back, presenting myself as rather calm considering where I am and what takes place here.

Green gaze dips down to the folder as you speak of my 'chart' being missing. I don't delve into that, instead I answer your other question.

No issues. Fit as a fiddle as they say.

swirled the second tequila. Watching the way the colors play with the light. smile. your question.

"Bueno. All is good with me. I am happiest busy. Outside. giving orders!" laughs

"Si. Wilson Imports, International yah. I am deciding if I want a burner corporation to actually hold the port. I mean the farther I am from active participation, the better. Non. But the ships will come. The containers marked for this port off loaded. Maybe to the train or wherever. New ones loaded and off they go to Europe."

I petted your hand. glancing your pretty eyes.

"We would still need a board. a silent partner of the Council would be a good thing, non. Some of those containers are filled with money. Comparatively." laughs

"I made on offer for a place on the beach. a house."

smiles bright

"glad to hear it's relaxing!"

She sometimes wondered how mad Sweets would be if she just...burned the place down. Thinks about it. No. At least one of her sisters would stop her. Skynet protocol cancelled. Again. Le sigh. Back to the drawing board she guessed.

Rti

brb

Sips the wine.

She watched as you knocked back a couple of shots and her eyes looked you over.

"You okay Chuco? just a rough day?"

she listened you talked about your day and then she listened more closely when you talked about not knowing what would be in the contianers

"So it would be your port essential and cargo ships come and go with their own stuff?"

she didn't mean to sound dumb she just wanted to make sure she understood. She lifted one hand to pick up her drink and squeezed your hand contentedly as we chatted.

(sorry it took me so long, my mom gets chatty sometimes lol)

Eyebrows shoot up a little bit at the sounds coming from close by cells. And then there you are, in front of mine. There isn't anywhere to go, and we really are given no where to hide either, so the only thing to be done is to confront whatever comes through those doors, head on.

I can be as cordial as the next person, my profession demands it actually. I rise up off the cot and slip my hand into yours to shake it, like we were perhaps about to go into court, rather than me being a captive in a completely illegal jailing system.

Alyssa. How can I help you Doctor?

Smiles back
Still here?

Dances her way back behind the bar and then stands perfectly still, not even breathing.

She has departed Miss Vicky

Takes the 20 and passes it on

its relaxing

laughs

Thank you

See to donni and give this 20:00 to mona

smile and nods

"sorry sweet one. Hope the evening is better"

out