Chapter Five-Financier-(Shut Down Part five)

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Safe House,

Lower Manhattan,

7:03 AM.

Emily was up.

She rubbed her tired eyes.

"Where's Daddy?".

She stared at Mandy.

"He's having a shower, sweetie".

"Oh".

"You're scared".

"I want to go home".

"This is home".

"But why isn't Mommy...".

"Mommy was bad. She did a bad thing".

"Why?".

"Because she kept secrets from your Daddy. She stole his money".

"But she can't do that".

"No. She did the wrong thing".

"But Daddy made his money the right way. He liked money. But, when I was born, he was involved in what I was doing. And made sure that I was brought up properly".

"Yes, it's what we call priorities. As we get older, we make sure our family is protected by harm. Your Daddy did that. He didn't have to kill your Mommy. But she was bad". Mandy took her gently by the right hand, and they reached the kitchen.

"What do you like to eat?".

"Nutri-Grain. Daddy gets it from Australia".

"Iron Man food".

"And see the surf girls? Lots of energy".

And Mandy laughed.

"You're too young to dress like a surfer girl. But you have a young political mind. Maybe you can work for us when you're 18, as my Assistant".

"Oh, I'd like that. Will you marry Daddy?".

"Oh", Mandy blushed, "...I'm keeping both of you alive". And she hugged the scared girl...As they ate one of Australia's most loved breakfast cereals.

***

I was dressed.

I wore a blue colored shirt, blue colored tie, a light, brown colored shirt, dark, brown colored trousers, a black colored belt, brown colored computer socks, and brown colored shoes. On my right hand was a gold colored watch.

I headed to the bathroom.

Once I brushed my teeth, the turned the COLD and HOT faucets off. Then I opened the door, went down the hallway, and then downstairs.

Then I reached the kitchen.

"Daddy!".

I picked my daughter up, and kissed her.

"Nutri-Grain", Mandy smiled.

"Yes, makes Aussie men sexy".

And she laughed at that quip.

***

As we ate, Mandy fixed some coffee.

"You can take her to the Government schools in Washington, DC, Robert. We'll take care of all of the children".

"But we live in New York".

"I'll pay for the relocation costs".

"You will".

"Yes".

"Daddy, it'll be safer".

"Fine. Make the arrangements".

And Mandy grabbed her I-phone.

And made several cell phone calls...And, as she did so, our future was secured...As America fell apart.

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