Date: Fri, 16 Jan 2015 12:56:17 -0700
From: Michael king <thewriter1@live.ca>
Subject: Lives Changed 8A

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Lives Changed
Chapter 8-A


	Ian had just parked and shut off his car when he happened to glance
over at Jamie sitting there. The boy had a faraway look in his eyes as he
stared at the school.

For Jamie is had been just over eighteen months since he had last stepped
inside the old building. Ian could see that Jamie's Knuckles were white as
he clenched his hand tightly together. "Relax Jamie." Ian started to say
before being interrupted.

"That is easy for you to say. This is where it all started."

"I know."

"No you don't, this is the place everyone went to school, my dad, Governor
Richardson his brother all of them even Marcus Daniels the best of them
all."

"How do you know all this?"

"My dad use to talk about it, use to tell me how he and all his friends use
to run the school and how he always got away with it. Now times have
changed and he still thinks he runs things, but I tell you he doesn't."

"Who does, do you know?"

"I didn't get that far into the book I gave Tony, but I know there is
someone paying everyone."

"You mean someone that hasn't been caught yet."

"Yeah, exactly."

"I will have Tony go through the book and see what he can find."

"He sent it to Ace in Washington to hold on to, figured it would be safer
there."

"I have to agree, what with the fire and Malcolm being shot at. Who knows
what will happen next."

"All I know is that it is for money."

"Okay. Now let's get inside before we get blown away, that wind is getting
stronger."

"Yeah."

	Tony could hear the fear in Jamie's voice as he slowly climbed from
the car and rapidly walked towards the front doors of the school. As the
two entered the front doors they were greeted by the chief of police. Who
told them that everyone was being split up, that youth were in one part of
the building and adults were in the gym. Ian took the chief aside and
showing him his Secret Service Id said that until such times as things have
been dealt with, the young man he was with was under Federal protection and
that no one was to know about it. The chief knew Jamie and his dad, but he
also knew that there had been a warrant issued for Jamie's dad's
arrest. "Agent Stillwaters I can assure you that young Mr. Marshall will be
safe in the area with the youth, beside he would be more comfortable with
kids his own age." The chief spoke.

"No Chief it is you that can be assured, Jamie Marshall will stay with me
and any other agent that is in here, that order comes from Washington, not
from me or anyone in this state. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes sir."

"Good, now where can we go to change out of these wet clothes?"

"The boy's washroom just down the hall."

"I know where it is Ian, I can show you." Jamie piped up.

"Okay son, let go, before anything else happens. Oh and chief, you might
want to phone Tony Marchand about Jamie and me, I know you have his
number."

	Leave the chief standing there, Ian followed Jamie to the washroom
where both quickly changed into some dry clothes before heading over to the
gym and hopefully some hot coffee. The two were just about to enter the gym
when Jamie heard his name being called out. Turning Jamie saw that it was
one of his classmates and the kid didn't look like he was happy at
all. "What's up Kurt?" Jamie asked as the boy got closer.

"I was going to ask you the same, you know that Sally has been asking about
you, wondering where you are?" Kurt stated before continuing. "Also some of
the guys are saying that you were in a juvy camp. Is that true?"

"Yeah, this is one of the counsellors, I have to be with him wherever I go
at least till things get cool again. As for Sally, I don't know why she is
so interested in me all of a sudden, it isn't like we were friends before
this crap started, so what gives with that?"

"I don't know, all I know is she has been asking everyone about you. By the
way you heard about Jordan?"

"No, what's he done now?"

"Well he was on probation for a while, I am surprised he wasn't at your
camp. Anyhow rumor has it the cops are looking for him again."

"Really, wouldn't surprise me, he was always looking for or in trouble of
some sorts."

"Come on Marshall get your butt in gear." Ian interrupted.

"Yes sir, see you later Kurt, well hopefully."

"Yeah man and be cool, this isn't like you Marshall."

"I know, but you know things happen."

"Yeah, well let's get together later if your friend here will let you."

"He will, he's a good guy I think." Jamie said with a laugh as he glanced
at Ian.

	The gym was crowded as Ian and Jamie walked in, there were aisles
for people to walk up and down and one of those led to the stage area where
there were numerous coffee pots going. Walking over Ian grabbed two cups,
handing one to Jamie as he searched out the sugar and creams. Having fixed
their coffees Ian searched out and found two bunks together and was just
about to sit when the chief walked over. "Mr. Stillwaters may I have a word
with you please?" The chief asked quietly.

"Sure thing." Ian said before looking at Jamie. Keeping in his counsellor
role he smiled and pointed to the bunk beside him. "Sit and don't move
Marshall, or I will cuff you there."

"Yes sir." Jamie mumbled, trying to hide the grin he felt.

	Out in the hallway, well away from everyone the chief stopped and
turned to stare at Ian. "Okay Agent Stillwaters, do you want to tell me
just what the heck is going on?" The chief asked anger filling his voice.

"What do you mean, did you call and talk with Tony?" Ian asked as he leaned
against the wall watching the gym door.

"That's just it, I did and things are going crazy. Did you know that
Marshall, that kids father tried to break into the Daniels suite in
Jacksonville. And now they can't find the guy. Then there is some FBI agent
running around our city trying to find a second witness to all the shit
that has gone down. To top all that one of my officers get himself arrested
breaking into the Daniels home after he tried to serve a search
warrant. The warrant apparently cause the old man at the home to have a
heart attack. So please Mr. Secret Service no more games."

"Chief, I am sorry that you're being kept out of the whole thing, but for
the safety of certain people it has been necessary, however I can tell you
that there is a second witness for Tyrone Jackson's case. I didn't know
about Marshall, but I feel he might be around here again. Now I have to ask
how many officers do you have in this school right now."

"About eight why?"

"Because that boy I was with has to have 24 hour protection and it has to
be done with no questions asked."

"Damn you people know how to mess up a normal day don't you?"

"We try not to. I am sorry that this has happened. Now I was given some
information I must pass on to Tony, but chief I need to ask you this, who
in this town would you say could start all this crap that has happened with
the Daniels boy, I know it started way before Malcolm was born, but
recently things have changed and now someone wants that boy dead."

"There are only maybe three people who could do what you're saying. The
Governor, the bank president and heaven's forbid, but Richard Daniels
himself."

"Well the ex-governor is in jail, so maybe that leaves him out of the
picture. So that leaves just the two, out of them who would you suspect the
most?"

"Honestly, I would look in the most unlikely place."

"Is there a way that you can do that for me, without causing any problems?"

"Sure, I can have one of my detectives start looking."

"No chief, I would prefer this kept between us for now, because if you're
right, then a lot of people are going to be hurt big time. Three of those
people will be boys and I don't want that."

"Okay, I'll get you those officers then head over to my office, is there
anyone you would prefer helping you?"

"Yes Officers Sam Johnson and Liza Patterson, if they are available."

"I'll see to it that they are."

"Oh chief, have then ask for Mr. Stillwaters, not agent. If they go by
agent they could put Jamie's life in danger."

"Understandable, I will inform then, as well as the others, I will have
Liza put in charge of the team how does that sound?"

"Like you know what you're doing" Ian laughed as he turned and saw the boy
Kurt staring at him.

	Leaving the chief there laughing Ian started to walk back towards
the gym, his pace slowed as he thought about what the chief and Jamie had
both said. Ian had just reached the end of the hallway when Kurt stopped
him.

"Sir, is it true that Jamie is in a lot of trouble?" Kurt asked as he
looked at the floor.

"If he keeps his nose clean he won't be. Why do you ask?" Ian asked.

"Well sir, a lot of us know Jamie and we know he wouldn't do something
stupid. So when we were told he had to go to a Juvy camp we were all
surprised."

"Young man, what is your name?"

"I am Kurt Bronson, my dad runs the bank here."

"He does?"

"Yes sir. Why is my dad in trouble too?"

"Not that I know of, what is your dad's first name son?"

"David?. David Bronson."

"Okay you go back to where you're supposed to be, if I can I will bring
Jamie down and you can all talk to him, how would that be?"

"That would be great sir. Oh have you heard from Malcolm or Patrick lately,
you know the two boys that this strike is all about?"

"Last I heard Kurt, was that they were stuck in Jacksonville, because of
this storm. You do know he is running for the school board?"

"Yes sir, my dad says Malcolm will win. I have to tell you is was just a
joke when I put his name in to run."

"You did that, oh boy is Malcolm in for a shock, he thought it was an
adult."

"No sir, a lot of the students feel that Malcolm would do what is right for
us, not like some of the adults around."

"Well the boys will be home when the storm is over."

"Be nice to see them again, be even better if we could get back to
classes."

"I agree with you there young man, but that will happen when things
change. Isn't that what this strike is about?"

"Yes sir it is. And thank you for talking to me."

"You're welcome Kurt, now off you go before someone screams at you."

"Yes sir, and you're okay for a cop."

"I never said I was a cop."

"I know, but I also have seen you with Malcolm so don't fool me."

"Okay, but keep it quiet please."

"Sure, glad to help my friends."

	In the gym Jamie who had watched Ian walk out to talk with the
chief laid down on his cot and was soon sleeping, the noise around him a
dim reminder that he wasn't alone, but that he was with people who could
hurt him bad if they knew why he was here. Ian walking in saw that Jamie
was sleeping so he left him there and went and grabbed another
coffee. While at the table he was joined by Sam and Liza. "Mr. Stillwaters,
we need to talk." Sam said in a whisper.

"Yes we do if you are Liza Patterson and Sam Johnson."

"We are, the rest of the team members are scattered around the room, all
within easy reach of Jamie Marshall. Liza stated as she looked around.

"Now that is news, since I never said the boy's name to anyone." Ian
frowned.

"No, the chief did, but don't worry the boy is safe."

"For now."

"What's that mean?" Sam asked.

"It means he is here for court, and if people find out he's here then he
could be hurt or worse, so you tell your team that they are not to talk to
him unless it is absolutely needed."

"I will pass that on, we also will also have a couple people a wake
throughout the night."

"Does this have anything to do with that kidnapping and Malcom Daniels?"
Liza asked.

"I can't answer that, and as far as everyone here knows I am just
Mr. Stillwaters and that is how it has to be."

"Understood sir."

	Later that night after everyone had settled down for the night, Ian
went out to the main office, there he sat at the secretary's desk and
thought about what he had learned. Finding a note pad and pen, Ian started
making notes. Halfway through the first page he stopped and called Tony up
in Jacksonville. "Marchand, Ian this had better be important."

"Tony, I know it is late, but I have a problem"

"Okay, tell me about it." Tony stated.

 For the next thirty minutes Ian relayed everything he had learned from
Jamie, the chief and from Kurt. "Tony I don't know if it is worth it but I
think we should check out this David Bronson and Richard Daniels. I know it
may be paranoia thinking it might be the father, but I can't leave this
alone. Jamie said it all has to do with the money."

"The money, whose money?"

"I think Malcolm's money, I am going to talk to this Kurt Bronson again,
maybe he can have his dad and I get together."

"That would help, and in the mean time I will call Washington and see what
they can find out, may take a few days, but then we're not going anywhere
are we." Tony laughed as he hung up.

	Leaving the secretary's office, Ian made his way to the area for
all the students were being bunked. Walking in the door. He looked around
and seeing a counselor waved her over. Ian had to smile as he saw areas
filled with kids playing on Xbox is in computers. He was still waiting for
the counselor when he saw a group of girls and boys staring at him. He just
turned to look to see where the counselor was when she walked up to
him. "How may I help you, Mr. Stillwater's?" The lady asked.

"Well ma'am, I need to speak with Kurt Bronson, please." Ian asked.

"Can I ask what this is about?" The counselor asked.

"No, ma'am, you may not. I just need to ask Kurt that question."

"Very well, stay here and I will go get him.

	For Kurt after he had talked with Ian in the hallway he had gone
back and laid on his bunk, his mind million miles away. As currently there
thinking he knew that Ian had not given him the full story, nor had Kurt
told Ian everything so now Kurt may confuse. He was just about to get out
and go to the washroom when the counselor stopped at the foot of his
bed. "Kurt, are you some kind of trouble," she asked.

"Not that I know of, why?" Kurt asked.

"Well, there's a gentleman at the door, he wants to ask you a few
questions." The counselor said.

"Okay." Kurt said as he stood and looked at the door. "Oh, that's Jamie's
counselor, I'll be all right. He's a friend." Kurt said with a smile.

	After talking to both Kurt and David Bronson, Ian knew that only
two people could be out to hurt Malcolm, but now he just had to wait to
hear back from Tony. Jamie in the meantime had gotten up and gone to get
himself something to eat and drink before going back to his bunk and
settling down to read. Jamie noticed that everywhere he went, that there
were two people always watching him, and this made him nervous, so he had
planned to talk to Ian about it, but before he could Jamie had fallen
asleep.

	The next morning when everyone woke the hurricane was wreaking
havoc all over the coastline, word had come to some that their homes had
been destroyed, while others were flooded. For Maurice Marshall. In Jordan
Martin, the storm had not touched the cabin they were in though some of the
branches of the trees surrounding the home had broken off and were laying
all over the yard and driveway making it impossible for anyone to either
enter or leave. This did not bother Jordan as he enjoyed the security of
the storm.

	Up in Jacksonville, Florida Tony Marchand and Donnie Osborne were
busy on the phone's Tony had called Washington, and after speaking with Ace
turned and looked at Richard Daniels. After both men had finished their
calls Tony took Donnie over to their room, closing and locking the door
Tony turned to Donnie who was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee in
his hand. "Okay, Tony what's bugging you, ever since that call from Ian you
have become very suspicious." Donnie stated.

"I don't know Donnie, it's just that everything that is happening, involves
the money that belongs to Malcolm. It seems everybody wants it, but why I
don't know. Ian told me that there was someone paying everybody to get rid
of Malcolm. Now, Ian thinks that it is either David Bronson, who is
Malcolm's banker, or and this I can't believe Malcolm's father." Tony
replied.

"I don't think it's the father." Donnie started to say before Tony
interrupted him.

"I don't want to believe it either Donnie, but with the way things are we
can't overlook anything."

"I know that Tony, but look at the way Richard is with the kids, he loves
them, and I don't think he would do anything to hurt them."

"I know that also, he even threaten me when I asked about the two boys last
name, Richard thought I was out to hurt the kids."

"So if you and I don't believe that it's Richard, then that only leaves
David Bronson or someone else, but who?"

"That is a good question, one I am going to leave for the morning. I am
going to bed. I need some sleep."

	Having said that, both Tony and Donnie took turns in the shower,
then climbed into their own beds, and before you can count to ten they were
both fast asleep.

	The jarring ring of the bedside telephone woke Donnie. Grabbing it,
he had just gotten it to his ear when he could hear a woman's voice. "Good
morning may I speak with a Tony Marchand please." The voice asked.

"Can I ask who is calling at such an early hour?" Donnie asked as he looked
at his watch and saw that it was four in the morning.

"This is Margaret Jacobsen of the secret service." The woman stated. "Now
get me Marchand."

"Lady, you really don't know what is happening, so let me tell you. Tony is
sleeping, and in another 30 seconds I will be also, as for you well, you
can call us back at a half decent hour, not when you damn well feel like
it." Donnie Snapped back before hanging up.

	It wasn't many hours later when the two men stirred and got out of
bed. Tony was the first so he had the coffee going and then headed to the
washroom, while Donnie got up and dressed. Pouring both of them a cup
Donnie sat at the table and waited. When Tony finally finished Donnie told
him about the call from Jacobsen and what he had done. Laughing Tony
grabbed his cell phone and turned it on. "Maybe she tried my cell first,
but who knows. I think you should take a course on making friends and
influencing people."

"You're funny, she called at a dumb time and I told her that. Besides she
woke me up and you know how I am when I first wake." Donnie said with a
grin.

"Well don't worry about it. Now we have to get the family's home so Richard
can see his dad. What's this?" Tony asked looking puzzled.





Richard Daniel Carson:

Wanted for fraud and embezzlement:



Richard Daniel Carson age 47 disappeared

Sixteen years ago after stealing more than

Seventy million in investments. Last known address

Was Biloxi Mississippi, Carson is also wanted

By the state of California for defrauding the

Bank of America of over seventeen million:



Also in connection with Carson is his father

Robert Andrew Carson, who is wanted as an

Accessory to these crimes.

Robert Carson's last known whereabouts was

Naples Florida.



	All Tony could do was sit and swear as he read the text he had
gotten. Grabbing Donnie's cell phone Tony quickly put in a call to
Ace. When the switchboard answered Tony told the operator to put him
through to Ace no matter where he was. "Ace here what can I do for you
Tony?" Ace asked as the sound of a shower was heard in the background.

"Ace, are you the one that sent me this text about Carson?" Tony asked.

"What text, I haven't even seen if anything came through on what you asked
for regarding Daniels or Bronson. So anything you have right now didn't
come from me. Let me finish here, get Bennie to class and then I will see
what's up and call you back."

"Okay, but I need to know real fast, since we will be heading back to
Naples. I don't want to put those kids in any danger."

"As of right now those kids are your top priority, if that means keeping
the adults separated from them do so, you have the full authority of this
office behind you, and I am quite sure that the President will back us up."

"You know I never thought babysitting could be such a hassle. What makes it
worse is that the baby is fifteen."

"Same age as your son would have been Tony, and I think that makes it
harder for you, and maybe why you're putting so much into this. Let me ask
you this, should I take you off this duty?"

"Ace, sir: if you took me off this now I would resign, but only after I
kicked your butt."

"That is what I thought." Ace laughed. "Fine just remember to keep them
safe."

"I will, in fact, I think I am going to keep all the officers I have right
now until we get back home, then I might get some from the police there."

"What twelve secret service agents aren't enough?"

"Not if this text was right."

"Send me a copy if it would you, something stinks here."

"You're in Washington, when doesn't something stink." Tony laughed as he
hung up. Then sent Ace the text that he had on his phone.

	Margaret Jacobsen was in her early thirties, and that fact that
right now she was in a leg cast didn't stop her from working, though it was
a desk job for now.

Margaret was the oldest sister to Jordan Martin. She had married a former
police detective, before he was killed in the line of duty. After she had
buried her late husband she applied for a position with the Secret Service
and after two years she was now an agent. When Jordan had learned of this
he used what he knew of her past to put her into the situation she was in
now and that was giving Jordan any information she could on Malcolm Daniels
and his little group. It was also Margaret who was actually paying the
bills to take Malcolm out.

	Margaret had spent a week with Malcolm's Uncle when Marcus Daniels
first started his company, and had given Margaret a promise that when
things were going and the company was making money he would give her twenty
percent of the stocks, but that never happened. The company did take off
and make it big, but Margaret wanted more, so she paid to have Marcus
killed, not realizing that in doing so she would not get anything. Once she
had found out the truth she set in motion the events that had gotten to the
point where Malcolm was almost certain to die.

	By coming in to work early Margaret was able to forge a fake arrest
warrant and a bolo for the kid's father and grandfather, not knowing that
she had just signed her own ticket to jail.

	Ian had received the same text sent by Margaret, but was still
looking into David Bronson as the prime suspect, not realizing that
everything he had just read was faked. Looking at Donnie, Ian frowned and
then place a call through to Tony. After hearing what Tony had to say, Ian
hung up and then placed a call through to Real to see how the grandfather
was doing. Learning that the operation had gone smoothly and that the
grandfather was now in intensive care Ian relaxed even more.

Overnight the storm had blown through, but everyone in the school knew that
they were just sitting in the eye of the hurricane and that more was still
to come. The police chief along with a few other officers took the time to
go out and see what the damage was and see if there was anyone who hadn't
made it to the school or to some place safe. The chief had also sent a few
officers over to the court house, as he knew that there were going to be a
lot of cases coming up soon and he wanted everything in top condition.

Judge Spencer was sitting in his chambers, using the break in the storm to
catch up on some of his paper work when the Attorney General knocked and
entered the office. "Mr. Chatham, what brings you to my office so early in
the morning?"

"I would say just a visit, but it isn't. I know there are a lot of trials
coming up and I want you to be on the bench for one of them at least."
Chatham stated.

"Oh, but I am a youth Judge not adult, though I have done a few adult ones,
which case do you have in mind?" Spencer asked.

"I was hoping you would take on the Daniels' case."

"Sir if I took that I would have to recuse myself. I was on the bench for
the Malcolm Daniels' trial and for me that would be a conflict."

"I see, do you have someone else in mind who can take her case?"

"Well it is a federal one right, so yes I do, but it means making a few
phone calls."

"Do it, oh and whoever you get, they will get the Eric Richardson case
also, since he was the governor."

"Sweet Jesus sir, you don't play hard ball do you?" Spencer said with a
laugh. "Let me make the call and I will let your office know as soon as I
hear back."

"Okay, that works for me. By the way how are your nephew and Malcolm
getting along?"

"Great sir, I think Malcolm is the best thing that ever happened to
Patrick, it has brought him out of his shell somewhat."

"Then when you talk to them pass my best wishes to them both." Chatham
sated as he rose and left the office.

	After Chatham had left his office judge Spencer swore as he picked
up the phone and called Dylan Master's office. Not getting an answer he
then call Masters at his home. "Hello Masters residence?" A little boy's
voice rang through the phone.

"Hello Zachary, is your daddy home?" Spencer asked.

"Uh huh, you want him?"

"Yes please, you can tell him it is Judge Spencer calling."

"Okies. Daddy it Judge pencer for you." Zachary yelled.

"Thank you Zach, now off you go and play." Master said with a laugh. "Judge
Spencer, to what do I owe this call too?"

"I need some information, and was hoping you could help me. It seems like
Mr. Chatham needs a good judge for the Daniels and Richardson cases, I had
to recuse myself, but I told him that I would find someone to fill in for
me." Spencer stated.

"Well, since they are both high profile cases, I think I know just the
person, but he is in Washington." Master answered.

"You're talking about Graham? I heard he is very busy."

"I know, but I think I can get him, but I have to go through the
President's office."

"Well if we can get him them all the better, even for David Richardson's
case."

"Aren't the Richardson's being tried together?"

"No, they both have asked for separate trials, this way if one gets off
then, the other has someone on the outside looking after things."

"I see, but don't they know that the state has seized all property and bank
accounts?"

"They have been so informed, but I think they have plans we don't know
about."

"Doesn't matter they will be going away for a long time. I just wish I knew
who was paying all the money to hurt that boy."

"Don't we all, but that may come out in trial."

	Having spoken with Masters, Judge Spencer closed up his office and
went home. For Dylan it was a totally different matter. The call from
Spencer had made his time with his family a bit shorter, but Dylan also
knew that these trials were important, not just to ease the troubles for
the Daniels family, but for the state as well.

	Sitting in his home office Dylan was just about to pick up the
phone again when his son Zachary came running in and jumped on to his
lap. Giggling the little boy showed his dad Ironman figurine and how he
could bend his arms and make his eyes flash. Moments like these were very
special to Dylan and he wanted to make sure his children had all the time
he could give them, which right now wasn't all that much, but he did his
best. Looking at his son he smiled and picked up the phone. "Zach I have to
make a call, so if you're quiet you can stay. This is a very important
call." Dylan told his son.

"Okay daddy, I be quiet, but can I stay on your knee?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way munchkin."

	Dylan's call hadn't gone the way he had hoped, Tyrone Jackson had
listened to Dylan, then told him he would call someone, who would then call
him back, the call back might take a while, but Dylan had to be
patient. Tyrone had also informed Dylan that there was another witness, but
for now he had to remain unnamed for his protection.

	Two hours later as Dylan and his family were sitting eating a lite
lunch the phone rang, and Zachary bounce out of his chair and ran to grab
it before his dad could. "Hi who is this?" Zach chirped happily into the
mouth piece

"Good afternoon, this is Special Agent Rich Mason with the Secret
Service. Now young man do you think I could speak with your dad?" Ace
answered.

"Uh huh, but how you know my dad?" Zachary asked.

"I don't know him personally, but I do need to speak with him."

"Okies, here he is. Bye Mr. Mason."

"Bye young man."

"Hello Dylan Masters here, what can I do for you Mr. Mason?" Dylan asked.

"Mr. Masters, I was just called and asked if I knew anyone one who could
take a bench for your upcoming Trials."

"I see, so the Secret Service in now involved?"

"We have been for a long time sir, but that isn't what you need to know. I
think we can get you a Judge for your trials, but I have to talk with the
President and with the U.S Attorney General. When do your trials start?"

"Well, I didn't think we would go that high up, but it might be good for
us. As for when the trials start, well that depends on Mary."

"Mary?"

"Yes Hurricane Mary, she hasn't finished with us yet, we are just in the
center right now, and it could be a few more days before she blows herself
out."

"Fine, then I will call you back in a couple of days, in the mean time I
will talk with the President and get you your Judge."

"Thank you Mr. Mason."

"No, I thank you, and keep that boy safe sir."

"Always."

	At the White House, Ace had made his call to Dylan then walked into
the dining room where he joined Ben and Bennie for lunch. "Senor Ace, you
have let your lunch go cold." Gloria said with a frown.

"Sorry Gloria, but I do have to work."

"No matter when it is lunch you come eat."

"Oh boy you are in for it now." Bennie giggled.

"Hush, little one. Now senor Ace I will get you more, but this is not going
to happen again." Gloria said with a smile, since she knew it would happen
over and over.

"Thank you Gloria, Ben is there a chance we can have a quick chat after
lunch?" Ace asked as he waited for his meal.

"Sure I can give you time. Can I know what it is about?" Ben asked.

"Some trials that are coming up, seems one of the Judges had to recuse
himself and that has left the bench short."

"Oh, do you have someone in mind to fill that spot?"

"I do, I was thinking Adam, but he would need to have a special appointment
and that has to come from you."

"I see, so you want me to appoint Adam for how long?"

"Just until the Richardson and Daniels cases are settled."

"Well I can do that. When do they start?"

"Soon as the Hurricane blows over."

"Okay, then why don't you call Adam to the residence and I can make it
official."

"I'll call his office, after lunch, I don't want Gloria any madder at me."
Ace said with a laugh.

"Dad, when you go to Naples, can I come with you, I would like to see the
guys again?" Bennie asked.

"I figured you would want that, so I did include you in the planning."

"Yeah, sweet, you're the best dad."

	After lunch Ace headed over to the west wing where the office was
and was sitting behind his desk. The number of files he had scattered over
it made the desk look messy, but for him he could tell you exactly where
any certain case was. Ace was about to pick up his phone to call Adam when
Carl knocked and walked in. "Ace, you know that text you had me trace?"
Carl Asked.

"What about it? Ace responded with a bit of confusion, having forgotten all
about it.

"Well I trace it back to agent Osbourne's phone then from there back to our
office here." Carl explained.

"Do you know which phone or person it was?"

"That's just it, it was one of the old ones, and it was the one you had."

"OH, what about the criminal check did you run that?"

"Yes sir I did, and there are no Richard Daniel Carson or Richard Carson
Daniels listed or even have warrants out for them, so someone is pulling a
fast one on us, and it has to be from this office."

"Okay, look deeper into it if you can, meanwhile I will let Tony and his
group know that Richard Daniels is in the clear."

"Okay boss."

"Oh tell Dusty I need to speak with him for a minute sometime today, no
rush."

"Will do."

	Once Carl had left the office Ace proceed to call Adam's office and
invite him over to the residence for dinner with him and the President.
Then he called Tony's cell and was surprised that he got the voice mail.
Leaving a quick message, Ace hung up and went back upstairs and joined
Bennie in the family room.