ALWAYS BEEN THERE: A Lloyd Hansen Story

chapter thirty

I walked into the mansion with Lloyd. I was already pissed off that I had to be here.

Lloyd rubbed my back as we walked into a meeting room. A man sat at the front with a gun. Denny was obviously pissed off too.

The man smirked. "Camille Hansen. It is great to see you here. My you're prettier than the rumors say."

I nodded. "You must be the reason why I'm here."

"That I am. Dean Thorson. Nice to meet you."

I gave him a little nod before sitting down. Lloyd sat down next to me.

"So whyd you marry him?" Dean asked. Lloyd sighed. I looked at my husband.

"You know I get that question a lot."

"Well you're obviously out of his league."

"Wasnt that way before."

"Camille stop talking to him." Lloyd said.

"Ooooh he's jealous. I see." Dean said. I looked over at lloyd.

Lloyd leaned over. "Stay away from my wife." He said as he put his arm over me.

I sighed, holding his hand as denny started the meeting. Dean stared at me the whole time.

Lloyd rubbed my hand with his thumb. He stayed there.

Denny and Dean talked for hours. Suzanne sighed once, making denny furious.

After a while, Dean spoke up.

"Mrs Hansen do you have kids?"

I nodded. "One."

"Shame. Okay. So either I get this piece to do my plans, or you both get turned in."

"She is my wife. What?" Lloyd asked. I looked over at Suzanne. She shook her head.

"Why do you want me?"

"You're smart. You know how to get people out of trouble, so if you wanna keep your husband and son out of trouble, come with me."

"She hasn't done anything wrong though. It's not her fault. Hell it's not my fault this isn't my deal. It's hansen private government so the files that she's been on with that she was just working with me. If it was for denny after she got fired from the cia it's Dennys fault. She was just the smart one. He wasn't." Lloyd said.

"You're really gonna fucking out this on me lloyd?" Denny asked.

"Yes I am. You've fucked up so many parts of Camille's life and now she's involved in this. Leave her out of your drama."

"So you don't give a shit if I go to jail?" Denny asked.

"Nope." I said. "Bye."

"I wasn't asking you Jordan." Denny said. I rolled my eyes.

"Fuck you denny."

"Wait so you don't work for the cia?" Dean asked.

"No! I was fired in 2011."

"What? Then why do your files say that Camille Jordan still does the plans and has business?"

"Denny." I said as I sat back. Lloyd looked at me.

"So you're..you're a ghost story basically."

"No. I have a tactic that denny has used for years because hes too stupid to think."

"Camille..." Lloyd said.

"No. I am so sick and tired of this shit denny. I hope you get thrown in jail. You know what Dean, turn him in. I would love to see it happen. Maybe I can even get a deal with you sometime instead of you having to choose this punk."