The office door shut firmly behind them , Gerry and Sandy renewed their conversation.”
“Alex , your son is very much alive”. She stared at Gerry.
“That’s impossible , they wouldn’t allow it.”
” I don’t know who “they” are, but you are right they have already tried to kill Alex once, wipe all trace of him from this Earth. Miraculously he has been saved by the people who are now looking after him. That costs money and you and your Child Bride are going to supply it.”
“Never! What are you suggesting that you are going to blackmail me?”
” Yes, I suppose that is what you’d call it, but there’s nothing else we can do, Martin and I don’t have any spare money and what we do have can be monitored . It wouldn’t take long for them to find out what we were doing. I need you to put the first thousand pounds into this account tonight before 5 O’clock today.” Sandy handed Gerry a piece of paper with a bank sort code and an account number on it.
” I don’t have that kind of cash…, we just came back from holiday, Mills has expensive tastes, I couldn’t write you a cheque for 10p.”Gerry looked at Sandy like the Poker Player he was. Sandy knew he was bluffing.
“Arrange a loan, play poker, win it on the horses…I don’t care, just make sure that cash is in the account tonight. Or and I have nothing to lose…. you and your precious Mills will never walk down the aisle, as she’ll know that you are definitely not marrying material .Not to mention Mummy and Daddy saying no way. ”
Sandy moved forward in her chair in body language that said, I’m finished.”
The Conversation with Gerry had been a lot easier than she had expected, she continued.
” Indeed, as I said the sooner the wedding the better, the sooner you have that idiot’s money the better, you never were much good with your own, if the office gossip is true.
Gerry looked at the piece of paper.” Alright , I’ll transfer the funds tonight, but tell me how long has Alex got?”
Sandy gave him a look of disdain. ” Gerry, you’ll pay as long as we need you, how long is a piece of string, maybe one year, maybe five. Currently he’s very healthy”.
“That’s not what I meant. Alex is my son as you’ve just told me. I wish the best for him.”
” The people caring for him seem to know what they’re doing, I’ve got some photographs and they all show him improving. I’ve researched his condition and all I can find out is very old information , they stopped all Research once the Health Act was passed and that was thirty years ago. I think the organisation do their own research, I’m not sure. It’s our only option to keep Alex safe. “
” Can I see a photograph of him?” Gerry pleaded.
“Alright” Sandy took a photograph from her jacket pocket and handed it to Gerry.
” Good Grief, yes he’s mine alright, how old is he? Definitely got the Reid chin.” Gerry held the photograph in his hand.
” He’s six, and that is the most recent photo.”
” Can I keep it?” He held it in his hand , obviously reluctant to give it back.
” I’m afraid not , the less evidence lying around the best. The photos will be kept in a safe place. I don’t want them getting into the wrong hands.” Sandy reached her hand out to take the photograph.
Gerry handed the photo back to Sandy.
” You won’t believe me Sandy, but I’m glad to help.”
Sandy knew that she had achieved what she had set out to do, she nodded to Gerry and stood up and left the office without saying anything else. She suspected that Gerry had some feeling for Alex and that had surprised her. She knew Gerry well enough to be wary that he was putting on a front to play on her emotions. Martin had said not to trust him and she didn’t, but she had Gerry exactly where she wanted him, whether he cared for Alex or not didn’t matter to her. Gerry supplying the money to look after Alex was her concern and so far so good. She couldn’t wait until Friday and more news about her little boy.
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