Andrew's Point of view

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Two weeks later

Things are going better than i anticipated; The children are happy and so is my beloved wife. I promised her i won't do anything stupid but if Sammy knows me better she will know i will do something ludicrous, Like now. "Erin, how many?" I inquire throwing the last stash into the brown box.

"About twenty more, sir." He whispers pushing his black hair out of his face. "They are ready."

I nod as the elevator opens, i walk into the white ceiling office with my hands in my trousers and Erin carrying the large box, i turned to the window eyeing my reflection in the window. My black three piece suit sitting neatly, i walk to the reception area with a smile. "Hello, Andrew Biersack for Matt Good." I announce my self licking my lips.

The young petty woman look up and of course her eyes wide of my expression. "I...uh," Really? I arch my brow waiving to the telephone. "Oh right. Hello Mr. Biersack." Blushing crimson she pulled the phone to her ear still gazing at me up and down. "Mr. Good, Andrew Biersack is here." She gave a nod and placed the phone back as she stood up with shaky legs. "Please follow me." She pace around the reception desk flipping her blonde hair to one side.

"She likes you." Erin comment wiggling his eye brows.

"Of course she likes me, i am hot." I state straightening my red tie. "She rather look at my body than my finger," i mummer waving my ring finger to and fro. "married."

The woman turned to me and cringe as she heard my statement about me being married, she open the black door gesturing me in. Without even glancing at the blonde i walk in seeing Matt sitting on the edge of his desk with a golf club in his hand. "Andy my man, how ya doing?"

"Good. Better now." I point to Erin letting him know he can place the box down. Obeying my order he place the box down on the floor and step a few feet back to the door. "Twenty five million."

Matt nodded sliding the grey suitcase towards me. "Twenty five right there for ya," i click the briefcase open licking my lips. "Satisfied?"

"Clearly," i laugh shutting it. I turn around handing it to Erin. "Erin a moment alone with Matt would be great."

"Of course." He excused himself and walked out as Matt threw me a club. Grabbing it i pace to the green plastic lawn potting in the ball. Leaning on the club i eyed my business partner. "Heard anything from Milo's dad?"

Matt turned to me with his brow arch. "Man your wife killed his son, its going to be war."

"I am moving to LA with Sam and the kids, they won't find me, nor her. I will make sure of that." I whisper with a small smirk.

"Andy," He sighs. "How many bodies are you going to drop before you get dropped yourself?"

"I won't get killed," I state bluntly brushing my hair back. "I know how to cover my tracks."

"Yeah you do," He nods. "But not Jeremy."

"Where does he fit into the puzzle?" i ask confused.

"You know, he being in love with your wife and all, you really think Jeremy is going to let you take Sam?"

"Samantha is my wife i-"

"Hold on a sec." Matt mummer grabbing his cell phone. "Good?" He answers as i pot in another. "Of course, as we speak. Very well See you soon." He slammed the phone shut with a grin. "Were were we? Right Sam. Jeremy is very persuasive, he got skill."

"I got a gun."

Matt just laugh shaking his head side to side. "Yep. Gun trumps Skill any day. So lets get this deal over with, gotta take my son to baseball. Five hundred stashes of Lotion correct?" I nod slowly grabbing my pen from my trouser pants. "Genius you are Andy, genius you are."

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Samantha's Point of view

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"So what are you thinking?" Amy, Andy's mother asks as we sat on the bed playing with the kids. "Small or big."

"Uh medium, you can have a medium size wedding right?" i ask confused.

Amy giggles and nodded. "Yeah you can, did you ask your dad yet?"

I shook my head and shrug. "No, but if he won't walk me down the aisle i am going to ask my brother. After all i have a brother now." I bit the inside of my cheek trailing my finger down the outline of a wedding dress i caught glimpse in a magazine. "I don't want anything fancy, i mean i did have my dream wedding on the beach."

"Understood." Amy nods writing everything down in her memo pad.

"Excuse me for a moment." i stood up and walk down the hallway to the study grabbing my phone. "Hello, yes. Matt Good please."

"He is in a meeting." The young woman says in a soft tone.

"Please its important." I plead.

"Hold on."

A few seconds later the phone beeped. "Good?" He answers.

"Is my husband there?" I ask leaning on the edge of the desk.

"Of course, as we speak."

"Thanks." i breath.

"Very well see you soon." He hanged up leaving me with an anger expression. That son of a bitch.

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