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Henry’s jaw dropped. “How…?”
“Lucky guess. You genuinely want to work with us, but you’re nervous about something. It’s not anything on our end. We just gift-wrapped a guaranteed re-election for the mayor, which would mean another appointment for you. The only reason that would come into question is if he’s getting money from the other bosses. If his loyalties lie with them, he’s going to want to come after us rather than Ricardo. You’re caught in the middle and you’re wondering which side to choose,” she said.
Henry sat back down, still stunned that she knew what she knew. “No one knows about the mayor for sure. He’s done a great job of keeping it very discreet, but there was a hefty amount of money pumped into his campaign from a non-existent corporation. Since he took office, he’s had unexplainable influxes of cash several times. The problem is, we can never prove anything.”
“Who’s running against him in this election? Maybe this information needs to go to that person instead,” Ivan said.
“I think that candidate is even worse than the current mayor,” Henry said.
“What about you?” Sephie asked.
Henry looked up at her, not understanding what she meant. “What about me?”
“You run for mayor. You expose the current mayor and the other candidate in your campaign. We get rid of the other bosses. The city thrives. Seems simple to me,” she said.
She made a great point. Henry was well-liked, both among the police as well as the people of the city. He’d started great programs during his time as commissioner.
“But I … I wouldn’t know the first thing about being a mayor,” he said.
“And you really think the current mayor did? They’re called advisors for a reason, Henry,” she said, smiling at him.
Chapter One Hundred One
Sephie
I did manage to make it through the entire meeting with Henry, even though it lasted well past two hours. However, it did mean that I slept for a full twenty-four hours after it was over. I was only awake long enough to take my antibiotics and then I’d pass out once more.
Because of my brilliant idea during the meeting with Henry, the guys were now working around the clock to find information linking the current mayor to any of the other bosses or Ricardo. Ivan was going through the information given to us from the journalist again to see if he could find any connection between Ricardo and the mayor.
Henry had agreed to give us a little time to see what we could find before taking the information to the mayor. He was considering a run for mayor; it depended on the information we could find. Henry was a mostly good person, but his title took priority over almost everything else. While it’s a valid argument that he could do more as police commissioner than he would be able to as a regular citizen, he was still willing to sit on information that would put away a very evil person just to ensure he kept his position for four more years. At some point, remaining in the grey area will come back to haunt you. We, however, knew that even if he sat on the information we provided, Ricardo would still get everything he deserved. Just not publicly.
The guys really did work out a shift schedule for babysitting me while I slept off having to be awake for more than twenty minutes. They tried to leave me alone, but I started mumbling and shaking after a few minutes, so that option was out the window.
“It wasn’t so bad, spider monkey. It was nice to have a guaranteed nap every few hours,” Andrei said after I finally woke up and they were filling me in on everything I’d missed.
“How did Stephen’s undead body temperature not wake me up?” I asked, completely surprised.
“It almost did the first time. I used an electric blanket the second time. It fooled you,” he said, grinning at me.
“This is the kind of important knowledge that one collects from centuries on this planet,” I said.
“You at least look slightly better, princess,” Ivan said.
“I do feel better. I think the antibiotics are working. I don’t feel like death. I still can’t breathe as well as I’d like to, but it’s not as bad either,” I said.
“What about your appetite?” Misha asked.
I thought for a minute. I didn’t hate the idea of food, but it wasn’t exciting either. “Still undecided, but I don’t hate the idea anymore.”
“Baby steps,” Misha said, grinning at me.
“Your ribs and shoulder aren’t as painful, at least. We moved you several times and you never woke up,” Viktor said. “That’s progress.”
“You did?”
Adrik smiled at me. “I moved you to the bed at night, then back out here during the day. We had to move you slightly each time the guys would switch. You slept through it all.”
“Did you give me any superprofen when you gave me the antibiotics?”
