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Friday September 21st 2068, 9.00pm, Kansas (Saturday 22nd, 2.00pm, Tracy Island)

Matt Hawkins sucked deeply on his cigar as he leant against his car, waiting. He was parked on a side-road off the main highway into Wichita. The ground crunched when he adjusted his stance, and the air was tinged with cold. The near-by fields were barren, bereft of their sunflowers and wheat -- the farmers had already finished their harvest. He knew they were already preparing for the next growing season. It's the nature of the business.

He took another draw of smoke as he saw a car pulling onto the road he was parked by. As he expected, it pulled over behind his. The driver sat inside the vehicle for several minutes. Matthew kept his attention on his cigar. Eventually, Margaret Houston stepped out of her sedan, and stared at him.

"I'm surprised you came," Matthew said.

"Let's cut the crap. You said you had something for me." Margaret folded her arms and began tapping one foot. "I'm not going to wait around."

Matthew sneered at her, and dug one hand into his jacket pocket. He pulled out a small data card, and threw it to the woman. She caught it.

"What's this?" She asked, clearly unimpressed.

Matthew tapped his cigar and let the ash fall to the ground. In the dimming light, he watched it swirl away on the light wind.

"Bring that card to your bank and have them deposit the money that's on it. A total of fifty thousand dollars."

"What?"

"In return for this money, you leave my son and my grandson alone."

"What? It's my son; your son took him away from me."

"Oh, you cut the crap this time, Margaret. You used Dominic, and you left him, and you didn't want anything to do with him or the baby. I don't know what idiotic idea has gotten into your head, but you cannot take the child from him."

"What the hell do you care, anyway?" Margaret snapped. "He told me all about you. You abandoned him!"

"And now I'm trying to make up for it!" Matthew strode forwards until he was leering down into the woman's face. "I've made a lot of mistakes and I'm not proud of myself. I'm trying to build up a relationship with the son I should never have left."

"And so am I!"

"But why? Why now? I have it on good authority that you were unceremoniously dumped by your fiancé; now you want your son back?"

"How did you know that?"

Margaret was on the verge of tears.

"Listen sweetheart, I'm a very important man in this town. I know everything that goes on here, and I know everything about you. You want love? Go buy yourself a kid with that money. I don't give a damn what you do, as long as you leave my son alone. You've already caused him enough pain, and the only way you'll get to cause him more is over my dead body. Understood?"

Margaret stood frozen on the spot, tears beginning to spill down her cheeks. She looked down at the data card in her hand, and then back up at Matthew. You've got a deal. I'll pull out of the case. So long as I never, ever have to speak to you again. We're strangers."

"Fine by me."

Margaret stuffed the card back in her pocket, before striding back to her car and getting in. She slammed the door, and the wheels spun as she rode hard on the accelerator, turned the car sharply, and sped off. Matthew stubbed out his cigar on the ground, before picking it back up and depositing it in the ashtray of his car. It's done...

Posted by ArtisticRainey on September 6, 2008

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