The Fix

"Timothy."

"How've you been buddy? Listen man, I know I haven't come to see you eversince that fool humiliated you the other day. But I want you to know that I've always been on your side. I can't bare to see that useless son-in-law's wife succeed. Even that good-for-"

Marcus interrupted him. "Get to the point Timothy, what do you want?"

"Brother, please calm down. Remember that I'm on your side. Remember, I'm the one who gave you all the information you needed about Tanya Jefferson. And I'll still give you more information, anytime, just tell me what you need."

A thought occured in Marcus' mind. 'Perhaps this fool can be useful.'

"Let's talk in the car." Marcus led the way. 

"Timothy, what do you want? I won't ask you again," said Marcus closing the door.

"A contract please sir, give me the three billion-dollar contract and I'll ensure that Tanya Jefferson becomes your woman, come high or small waters."