P: What Lies Before

Well, Hank, trouble is everything ain’t alright at all. Your wife here has more guts than brains, because intimidate you is exactly what I’m trying to do. Because when intimidation doesn’t work, well, that’s when things turn nasty. Spencer shifted his focus back to the woman. You got a real nice family here ma’am. Shame if anything happened to them.

Yes, we’re done. Enjoy your evening he said, giving a nod to the couple before turning his back on them and walking back to the car. He genuinely hoped it would be the last time the three of them ever met.

He sat down heavily in the car and pulled out an antique flask from his coat pocket, offering some to Blake before taking a swig himself. Things like this always put a bad taste in his mouth, but if it was for the church then it was the right thing to do. He could always be emptied of his woes later.

There, that’s settled. No more bad press, he said to Blake. Give you a lift to the church? I’m going to take a look at that movie set they’ve got going.

I’ll ride along to the set.