He raises his brows at me and goes back to perusing through the pictures.
“What is this?” He asks tossing them on the unoccupied seat.
“Photographs.” I shrug.
“I know that baby. How did you get them? Who gave them to you?” He looks confused and worried. Worried about me.
“Ben and Quinn came to my office. Ben gave that to me.”
“How did he get them?”
“Told him about it and he investigated.”
“The question is how Myra.”
“I don’t know. He didn’t tell me. All he said was that I should not worry about it. That he has connections and would make sure that I’m okay.”
“What connections? You are not telling me everything.”
“He mentioned Ian somewhere.” I say softly and look outside the window.
“Ian?”
“Yes.”
“Look at me baby.” I do so. “Ian the senator?”
“Yes.” I have been reduced to one
