“Good to see you back—”
Brenda stopped walking, looked into Henry's sleazy face, and then slugged the man so hard that he dropped cold.
“Yeah, nice to be back,” she smiled and walked to her office, feeling content.
As Brenda got back to work, a hand knocked on her office door. “Agent Lawson?”
Brenda raised her head and spotted a gray headed man peek his head through her office door.
“Yes, can I help you?” she asked in a stern voice.
The man asked if he could enter the office. Brenda hesitated then nodded her head. He slowly checked the gray suit he was wearing and then carefully approached Brenda's desk, closing the office door behind him first.
“Matthew. You don't know me, Agent Lawson, but I'm a friend.” Matthew extended out a hand.
“I don't have any friends,” Brenda told Matthew, staring into an old, wrinkled face.
“And as I said...I'm a friend.” Matthew began reaching into his jacket pocket but Brenda shook her head no.
Matthew slowly pulled out a brown folder with a hand that was now badly shaking from age. “You made yourself a deadly enemy, Agent Lawson.”
Brenda picked up the brown folder and examined the contents.
“Joey Curanto's brother?” she asked, looking at a photo.
“Yes,” Matthew shook his head. “Watch your back, Agent Lawson. I'll also be watching.” With those words Matthew turned and left the office, leaving Brenda feeling very uneasy.
Brenda stared into the face of a man who had no soul and threw the file aside.
“Okay, back to work.” Brenda sat behind her organized desk and flipped on a secured laptop, using her right hand to type. “This is going to be annoying. But I'm alive, and the bad guys are out of the game… for now. And I'll be ready. We will be ready, Mack.”