I went to an Italian restaurant tonight. Then I saw my mentor from the CIA as he sat down with a white woman across the table from him. I call him Marcus in my non-ficiton books. He didnt see me, but I saw him. Immediately, I got up from my table. I went straight to him. I whispered in his ear, If you dont get up in the next 2 minutes to talk to me outside, I will rip out the ugly face of the woman sitting in front of you. He replied, Give me 5 minutes. I said, You have 3. After 3 minutes, we found ourselves outside facing each other. Here is part of our heated argument. Me - If I ever confirm you set me up along with my son, I will make sure everyone you love suffer. Marcus - After all these years, if you think I could hurt you and those you love, then you never knew me at all. Me - The last time I saw you in this place, you ran from me when you saw me. That tells me you are guilty. Let me tell you this. I will not lose this fight. So, you better think twice. If you are innocent, then meet me and talk to me in private. Help me understand why the bastards in Washington DC wont leave me alone. Otherwise, if you avoid talking to me, then I know you are guilty!
Posted on: Fri, 31 Oct 2014 13:59:31 +0000
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