Chapter 37

"Gordon the only thing you can do right now is to find her which we both know will never happen. She has you in her bad books Gordon and she's not removing it till she's done whatever it is she wants to do you." Venice said with a brief pause to let it all sink in. "The thing is... If you are able to call it a truce"

"... I can't call it a truce! I'll get in jail for false whatever it is in the book of law and her attempted murder" Gordon replied waving the waiter to get another cup of bourbon.

"Either way you are going to jail"

"Not if I can help it"

"You'll only be digging a bigger grave for yourself" she replied and there was silence in their small corner of the bar. The sooner reigned for a few minutes as the words were sinking into his head

"Damn" Gordon muttered and drained the new glass of bourbon.

"You might want to take it easy on the drinking" Venice said while Gordon shot her a dirty look and muttered a string of curses to dangerous to repeat.