It was almost twilight, but the barbecue was still in full swing. The big guy had flown in from D.C. just for the golf and barbecue after. He’d always had a nose for jodhoeing, his specialty actually, and the atmosphere today was ripe for it.

All of his cronies were there, the lawyer, the senator, the secretary, all ready to do what they thought had to be done. More than likely, the big guy was about to put them all in jeopardy again, but the money seemed worth it. Little did they all know he would stay on top and scatter them as scapegoats.

Voicing their concerns as the judicial system loomed, the big guy reassured them with a “only if necessary, it’ll never happen, guys”, a quote they usually put out of their minds while watching bank accounts grow.





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