Neither men said anything. Instead, Mr. Diaz
stepped forward. The severe look on the young man’s face, didn’t intimidate
Jefferson. He should be lucky he hadn’t been put into a cell right along with
his boss.
“Sir, we know your history with shifter causes,
and the fact you could be compromised. Your daughters are married to shifters.”
Mr. Diaz shoved the copies of his daughters’ marriage licenses onto the desk in
front of Jefferson. “You also allocated three million dollars ten years ago to
an orphanage—Leaving the Past Behind, to help orphaned shifters find new
families. You can’t be objective.”
Irritation flared within him and Jochi pulled from
his cock. Jefferson closed his eyes. “Excuse me?” He’d never once showed any
preference. If anything, he did the work others should have been doing all
along but chose to turn a blind eye to the plight of those who were treated as
sub-human or worse, weapons.
“We also know you are having a sordid affair,” Mr.
Diaz said.
Sordid affair? Jefferson laughed. “Gentlemen, I’d
have to be married to be having an affair. As my wife has been dead for some
years now, I think you’re all grasping at straws here.” Jochi squeezed his
knee. The jolt of reassurance focused Jefferson, helping him to stay calm.
“True. Nevertheless, we know that you have been
having daily dalliances in your office for the past year. We know that it is a
woman. We know that if others found out, your reputation will take a
significant hit, and we believe your record will be scrutinized,” Senator
Beltran said. “It would also be a shame if all of your grants and shall we say
government philanthropical work was investigated, cancelling funding to those
desperately in need during those inquiries.”
Jefferson glanced between the senators. They
weren’t bluffing. They’d stop funding for those projects he’d felt were the
most needed when it came to shifters and humans with abilities who needed
shelter. Everything he’d done, every bill he’d written, every project setup and
grants given had been checked over by constitutional lawyers, they were air
tight and unbreakable, plus it helped he did everything above reproach. He sat
back as best he could without exposing himself and blew out a breath. “I think
you should reconsider this plot.”
The men looked at each other.
“I’m not saying this as a threat, but as a
promise. If you come after me or my family or those truly in need, I will spend
the rest of my life taking you down one peg at a time,” Jefferson said, sitting
forward. “This will not end well for you. Any of you.”
Blackmail will be available in November. We are also working on Shattered, Mac's story as a companion to Blackmailed. Michele and I will keep you posted.
Blackmail will be available in November. We are also working on Shattered, Mac's story as a companion to Blackmailed. Michele and I will keep you posted.
Until next time, happy reading!!
