Looking Towards the Future II
Chapter One
Rating: Adults Only
Category: Fanfiction
Pairing: Brian Kinney, Justin Taylor, Peter Samson
Genres: Angst, AU, Romance
Warnings: Brian/Justin/Other Anti Melanie
Summary:Part 3 sequel. Follows on from Looking Towards the Future. Brian, Justin and Pete live happily together in New York. Gus has come back into Brian's life and he will do whatever he needs to do to protect his son. Links to the previous parts are in the chapter selector box. Each part follows on from the one before.
Disclaimer: All characters and situations from Queer as Folk are properties of Russell T. Davies, Ron Cowen and Daniel Lipman, Showtime, and others. No copyright infringement is intended. This story is rated by the author and not by any independent body.
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Lindsay walked slowly around her new apartment. It was bigger than the two story house she currently lived in. The rooms were enormous.
Valerie squeezed Gus’ hand. She turned to Lindsay. “When you come home from the center, it will be ready and waiting for you,” she smiled. “I think Daddy intends to make some modifications to it for you.”
“Oh Val, it doesn’t need any changes,” she gasped. “It’s beautiful.” Tears started rolling down Lindsay’s cheeks.
Gus saw his mother crying and wrapped his arms around her. “Come on, Mom,” he said smiling. “You don’t have to cry anymore.”
“You are my hero,” she sobbed. “I love you so much, baby.”
“I love you too, Mom.”
Lindsay smiled at Valerie. “Let’s go back down; I want to thank your Dad and Brian.”
Valerie glanced at her watch. “That’s probably not a good idea. They are all home tonight and it’s late.” She giggled nervously.
“It isn’t late, honey.” Lindsay looked at her strangely. Ten wasn’t late for Brian.
Valerie raised her eyebrows, the same way Brian always did. “If they are all home, it’s late.” She laughed and Lindsay smiled.
“Oh, I see.”
“It will be better to thank them tomorrow. Let’s go back to my place and get some rest. We have so much shopping to do in the morning,” Valerie said smiling.
They went downstairs and Ryan was watching television. Valerie sat next to him on the sofa while Lindsay went to take a shower. Gus excused himself and said goodnight. He kissed his sister. “Thanks Val, you are my hero.”
“Brian convinced her. He achieved more in an hour than I had in days.”
“He knows her pretty well. I’ve never seen her act so quickly. She is usually so frightened when Momma is involved. I’m just so grateful that she won’t be hurt anymore.” Gus smiled at his sister.
“I am too, Gus. I’ll see you in the morning. Will you come shopping with us?” Valerie asked. “It might make your Mom more comfortable if you do.” Val suggested.
“Sure,” he smiled. “I’ll come. Goodnight.”
Valerie leaned back into Ryan’s arms.
“How did it go?” he asked.
“Brian talked her into it,” Valerie said.
“Brian could talk anyone into anything,” Ryan laughed. “That’s what he does for a living.”
“So do you,” she smiled.
“He taught me everything I know,” Ryan smirked.
She leaned towards him and kissed him softly. “Everything?”
“Well maybe not everything,” he rolled his eyes. “However, I might be persuaded to show you a thing or two,” he laughed.
She grinned.
“Okay, so I probably can’t but I know you love me anyway,” he laughed again.
Growing up with three fathers, who all lived together, had ensured her education was well rounded. “Lindsay is going into the center after the wedding. She’ll be safe there and Melanie won’t be able to get to her. It will take time to rebuild her self esteem so she can defend herself against Melanie’s attacks.”
“It’s so sad really,” Ryan sighed. “I can’t imagine anyone physically abusing someone they are supposed to love. Why? If you love someone, you don’t want to hurt them,” he sighed. “I would never hurt you,” he kissed her cheek. He grinned. “I wouldn’t dare hurt you, Brian would kill me,” he laughed.
Valerie stroked his cheek and smiled. “Brian wouldn’t have to, baby,” she smiled sweetly. “You would already be dead.”
Ryan knew she was telling him the truth.
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Brian was snoring blissfully at the bottom of the bed. They had two man’d him until he collapsed. Justin lay holding Pete who was playing with the hairs on his chest.
“I can’t remember when you got those, you chest was always bare?”
“I’m getting older too,” Justin laughed.
“And getting hairier.”
“Do you hate it? I can get it removed if you want.” Justin looked at his lover.
“No, you feel more like a stud now,” Pete laughed.
Justin laughed. “I’ve always been a stud.”
“But you’ve never been a bear,” Pete chuckled.
Justin rolled Pete onto his back and climbed on top of him. “There isn’t a hair on your beautiful body, Mr. Samson, why is that?”
“Years of playing sport and hundreds of waxing appointments,” he laughed. “Eventually, it just didn’t grow back.”
Justin ran his hand over Pete’s smooth, bare chest. He still had the body of a thirty year old, for which Justin would always be grateful. “You are beautiful. I can’t keep my hands off you,” Justin tugged on his nipples.
Pete moaned. “I’m glad.”
“Are you really going to give Lindsay part of your studio? You don’t have to, she can use mine. I know how much your studio means to you.”
“It’s okay. If she has a special place of her own, it may help her to stand firm. While she is away, I’ll have the alterations made,” Pete said.
Justin began to kiss his chest. “You,” kiss, kiss, “Are,” kiss, kiss, “A’ kiss, kiss, “Very.” kiss, kiss, “Sweet,” kiss, kiss, “Man.” He slid down Pete’s body. “Mmmmm,” Justin moaned as he went, placing more, soft, wet kisses across Pete’s hard flat stomach. He dipped his tongue playfully into Pete’s navel and continued down to tease his cock with his tongue.
“Oh, Jus,” Pete groaned his approval.
Justin continued to tempt Pete’s cock until he was begging for relief.
“Jus, please, suck me,” he begged as he writhed against Justin unable to think clearly.
Justin smiled. “And what do I get if I do, this,” he swallowed Pete for a moment and let his cock fall from his mouth.
“Anything?” Pete moaned.
“Roll over,” Justin demanded.
Pete rolled over and pulled his legs up under him. Justin continued his kisses down Pete’s crack and lapped at his entry. He fondled his balls until Pete was sighing again.
“Please baby?” Pete begged him. “I want you so much.”
Justin smiled. He prepared Pete quickly and sunk his cock into him slowly.
“Oh yesssssss,” Pete sighed.
Justin whispered in his ear. “Don’t touch your cock, it’s mine and I want to suck you.”
Pete nodded. He knew this game.
Justin rocked their bodies together, gently stretching his lover. When he felt Pete loosen, he began to thrust. Justin plunged his cock into him, over and over until Pete was begging to be allowed to cum. “Wait, baby, not yet,” he whispered.
Pete was sighing out of control now as Justin grazed his prostate with every thrust.
Justin pumped his load into the man he loved and then rolled Pete over and took his cock in his mouth.
“Ahhhhhhhh,” Pete cried out as he came. His orgasm went on forever. He felt his body go limp. He wasn’t sure how long he just lay there, panting but when he opened his eyes, Justin was smiling at him.
Pete smiled. “Thank you.”
Justin grinned at him and climbed on top of him again, straddling Pete’s waist with his knees. He kissed Pete softly. “I love you so much that sometimes….. Oh godddd,” Justin moaned.
Pete looked over Justin’s shoulder and saw Brian sinking into him from behind. “He’s awake,” he said.
“I can tell,” Justin moaned again as Brian sunk into him.
“Do you both have to talk all the fucking time?” Brian said, annoyed that their chatter had woken him again.
Pete massaged Justin’s cock while Brian fucked him until he came.
Justin collapsed onto Pete, exhausted.
Brian pulled out and rolled onto his back. “Now that was nice,” he smirked. He looked at Justin who was asleep, still straddled across Pete. “Is he too heavy?”
Pete smiled. “No way, I love it when he sleeps on top of me.”
Brian rolled his eyes. He had been living with two lesbians for years now.
Pete knew exactly what Brian was thinking. He smiled. “Do you remember a beautiful young boy who used to beg for me to be inside him?” He reached for Brian’s hand and smiled again when he felt the fingers mesh together with his. Pete kissed Justin and whispered in his ear. “Turn over, baby”
Justin sleepily slid off Pete and turned onto his side.
Pete turned to face Brian. “Do you?”
“I remember,” Brian said softly
Pete lowered his mouth onto Brian’s and whispered his words into it. “He used to like me to kiss him first, like this.” His mouth explored Brian’s lips and his tongue probed the recesses of his mouth.
“Mmmmm,” Brian groaned. Pete’s kisses used to drive him crazy and they hadn’t stopped in all the years they were together.
Pete covered Brian in soft, wet, sloppy kisses until he was quivering with delight. He wasn’t in any hurry and loved to touch Brian for hours. Now he was getting older, he didn’t bounce back as fast as he used to but he liked to spend the time productively. He turned Brian over and started again.
Brian was sighing now. His cock was aching but he knew he had to wait until Pete was ready. He felt Pete climb on top of him and slide his kisses down until he was lapping at his entry. “Mmmmm.” He moaned again. As Pete massaged his perineum, Brian felt his breath catch. “Soon, Pete please, you’re killing me,” Brian sighed.
Pete smiled. His cock had been hard for ages but I liked Brian to beg to be fucked. He pushed his tongue into his lover and Brian arched into his mouth.
“Please?” He begged.
“Do you want me to fuck you,” Pete asked his eyes alive with mischief.
“Please fuck me, Pete, please?” Brian begged.
He sat up and straddled Brian’s cheeks and massaged them roughly. He grabbed Brian’s hands. “Hold them open for me, baby”
Brian pulled his cheeks apart to expose his tight pucker. “Please Pete,” he sighed.
Pete pressed the head of his cock into his lover, pushing past the first ring of muscle.
“Ohhhyesssssssssssss,” Brian cried out. He tried to relax, he wanted more.
Pete played with his cock until he felt Brian loosen and then edged inside him and stopped.
“Ohhhh,” Brian sighed. “That’s so fucking good.” Pete was so hard inside him. “Fuck me.”
Pete began to withdraw. He pulled out completely and then sunk into Brian again slowly. “Like this, baby?”
Brian nodded in between sighs as he felt Pete withdrew again. “More?”
Pete pushed back in faster this time knowing he wouldn’t be able to last very long. Fucking Brian was so hot. He began to thrust, angling to hit Brian prostate.
“Yesssssss fuck me,” Brian cried out as he sunk deeper against the bed.
Pete closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of being crammed into the man he’d loved for two thirds of his life now. He felt Brian reach around and pump his cock and as he came, closing down around on Pete making him shoot his load into Brian’s tight channel.
They collapsed.
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When Justin opened his eyes in the morning, He saw Pete still asleep on top of Brian. He smiled as he climbed out of bed and went to shower. Brian was very upset about Lindsay last night, he knew he needed to blow some steam. He thought about going to Toronto to see Mel. He felt he owed her that but wondered what sort of reception he would get. Mel was very kind to him at one point in his life and he felt he owed her at least his understanding. She needed help.
He smiled when he thought about Pete giving up part of his studio and the lengths he had gone to get Lindsay and Gus here for them. The wedding was tomorrow and he still had so many things to check on. He wondered how long Valerie would be out shopping with Lindsay. He turned off the water and went back into his room in a towel to dress.
Brian opened his eyes and felt Pete’s lips on his ear. Pete took longer these days but he was still an amazing fuck. He reached around and rubbed Pete’s ass until he stirred.
“Mmmmm,” Pete sighed. “Morning, baby.”
“Morning, stud,” Brian chuckled. “If you get off me, I can see what damage you did to me last night.”
Pete rolled off him immediately. “Did I hurt you?” he asked concerned.
“Not at the time,” he laughed. “But you have slept on me all night.”
Brian groaned as he rolled onto his back, his cock was hard as usual.
“Don’t even think about it, you two. I have lists for both of you. The wedding is tomorrow,” Justin warned as he glanced in their direction.
“I can’t today, Jus, I have to work because the wedding is tomorrow,” Brian objected.
“I have to go to the Gallery,” Jus,” Pete objected too.
“Well both of you go and take your lists with you. I don’t care when you do it but I can’t do everything,” he complained. “She is your daughter just as much as she is mine and I want it to be perfect for her. Now, move,” he roared.
Brian looked at Pete and sighed. They both climbed out of bed and went to shower.
Justin called after them. “Don’t shower together, it will take too long. Brian go and shower in your own bathroom,” Justin ordered.
Both men did as they were told. They would be glad when the wedding was over. Justin might start and relax a little. Ever since Valerie had announced she was getting married Justin had been like an alarm clock.
Brian was grumbling that he’d missed out on his breakfast as he wandered across the hall to Kinnetik. Cynthia and Ted were talking outside his office as he approached. “Morning Boss,” they said together. “Big day tomorrow.” Ted said smiling. Brian frowned. “Cyn, can you do something with this list that Justin gave me. It has to be done by tonight.” He walked into his office.
Cynthia looked at the list and gasped. She looked at Ted.
“Justin?” Ted laughed.
She nodded.
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Pete arrived at the Gallery and did the same thing, handed his list to Marjorie. She had the same reaction as Cynthia. Pete checked that the final arrangements were made for Melanie’s dismissal. He hadn’t told Brian and Justin but, even though her settlement was generous, he couldn’t make her staying away, one of the terms of the contract. He couldn’t successfully weave something personal into her professional dismissal. He hoped that she would cut her losses and be so ashamed that she stayed away. Pete frowned when he saw the bill from his legal division to oversee the last set of contracts she’d approved. If he didn’t have everything approved through head office, she would have cost him a fortune with her incompetence. He rang his broker and told him the Gallery would be on the market in two days time. He insisted the rest of the staff to be kept on as a condition of the sale. Now he had to find something for Lindsay to do. He didn’t need a manager in any of the galleries at the moment. Well anyway, he had six weeks before she be out of the center. Something may come up by then. He wondered what he would do if it didn’t?
He dialed Valerie’s cell. “Hey baby, how is shopping?” he asked.
“Oh Daddy, I was just going to call you. Who will I bill all of this to? I think Brian will be angry if I just pay for it.”
“Bill it to Kinnetik, use your card, honey. You’re right, Brian would be angry if we took care of it. You know how independent he is,” Pete laughed.
“We picked furniture and I arranged for a decorator to help us. She’ll put everything in place after you do the alterations. What are you planning?” Valerie asked.
“I thought I would put in a staircase and partition her, a section of my studio. If she has a special place of her own, it should help her hold her resolve,” Pete smiled.
“Oh daddy, that’s so sweet.”
“Justin said the same thing,” Pete laughed.
Brian burst into Pete’s office like a tornado.
“Honey, I have to go, I’ll talk to you later.” Pete put down the phone. “What’s wrong?”
Brian hit the switch to lock down Pete’s office and pulled off his clothes. “I can’t get anything done without breakfast,” he growled. He grabbed Pete’s hand and pulled him into the bathroom.
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Melanie sat at her desk frowning. She contemplated ringing Lindsay and telling her to come home. Two more days was too long to wait. She could feel the fury building inside her. Lindsay had been gone almost a week now and she was sick of being sweet and pleasant all the time. She thought about Gus contacting Brian. Why would he want to anyway? If she found out that Lindsay had helped him at all she would kill her. She’d heard that Kinney was in NY now but it was a big place, Gus would never find him. Lindsay knew how she felt about fucking Brian Kinney. She had to leave her home to get Lindsay away from him. Gus was her son, not Brian’s and she had the papers to prove it.
She loved Gus but sometimes he would get certain looks on his face and she could see that asshole again so clearly…… Valerie was getting married tomorrow and once she was away in Europe, she was going to have some time off. She’d worked hard and Valerie was always looking over her shoulder. Now the Gallery was affiliated with Samson’s she could use their resources to ease her workload and Valerie would be away and couldn’t check what she was doing all the time. She was a busy body and wanted to be in everything. Mel didn’t like her at all.
The relationship she built with Gus was unhealthy. She was older than him. Why, was Valerie always so concerned what was happening in her house? She remembered her constantly enquiring if Gus was safe and commenting on his bruises. Gus was a boy, they always had bruises. That was just part of growing up. She was sure Valerie had convinced Gus to apply to Columbia. It was just her style. She was getting married but her relationship with Gus was strange. She stopped. No, she wouldn’t. He was only a child when she started sequestering him away for hours. Was Gus fucking her? It explained a lot. Gus was young and impressionable, she needed to find out. “Janice, can you find me an address for Valerie Charles in NY.”
“We don’t have one, Ms Markus. We only have her cell number.”
“Then find one,” Melanie roared. The people around here could be so difficult sometimes. She wasn’t asking for much, just an address. She tried to go back to work. An hour later Janice came into the office, “I can’t find a Valerie Charles in NY”
“Okay,” she rolled her eyes. “She dialed Samson’s. “Personnel, please, yes I am trying to trace someone. I want to send her a wedding gift. Yes, Valerie Charles.”
Melanie’s face went pale. “I’m sorry I don’t understand. Her name is Samson; oh Charles was her mother’s maiden name. Do you have an address? Okay, I’ll send it to the Gallery, thank you.” Melanie slammed down the phone. What the fuck was going on? The new affiliation with Samson only took effect a few months ago but if she was really Valerie Samson, why? Why had she used another name? What was going on? She was determined to find out.
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Brian groaned when the intercom wouldn’t stop buzzing. Pete stood up and answered it. “Marjorie, you know better than disturb me when Brian’s here. What is it?” he yelled.
“Mr. Samson, a woman just called personnel. She was looking for an address, to send a gift for Valerie, for her wedding. She talked to a new person. The girl didn’t know,” Marjorie babbled.
“Calm down, Marjorie, what’s wrong?”
“The woman asked for Valerie Charles and the girl told her she was really Valerie Samson. I checked the phone log. The call came from the Gallery in Toronto. She wanted a home address but the girl told her to send her gift to the Gallery. I thought you would want to know as soon as possible.”
Pete went pale. He looked at Brian who was already pulling on his clothes. Pete started to dress. His heart had stopped and he had to get a grip on himself. He pressed the intercom. “Marjorie, check if we have a current photo of Melanie Markus in the file and get me on the first flight to Toronto. Ring the Gallery and get me an appointment to see her that links with my flight. Yes, today.” Pete continued to pull on his clothes. Brian grabbed his hand and pulled him onto the sofa.
“What?” Brian said. He could usually read Pete so easily but this time he didn’t know what Pete was thinking.
“Melanie knows that Valerie is a Samson. I can’t take a chance on her ruining the wedding. If she finds out that you and I are linked together, she will be on our doorstep before we know it.”
“You are not going near that woman, she is crazy. We’ll organize security for the wedding. It will just be like a private showing,” Brian tried to smile. He could see how upset Pete was.
“Brian, you don’t understand. Everyone knows that you and I live together. She never had any reason to ask questions before but something has started her asking. We don’t even have Lindsay safely in the center yet.”
Brian gathered Pete into his arms. “I will put Lindsay out of reach today. You will make an appointment with her but you won’t keep it. It will stall her getting on a plane. We’ll have security for the wedding but so we don’t bother the guests they can just be looking to keep her out, okay?”
The buzzer went again. “Yes, Marjorie,” Brian answered it. “Could you tell Mr. Samson that I tried to make him an appointment but they said Ms. Markus has taken a week off, she needed some personal time.”
“Thanks, Marjorie, I’ll tell him.” Brian looked at Pete. He dialed his cell. “Valerie, take Lindsay’s cell away from her. Oh she did. She is. Come straight to your father’s office and bring Lindsay and Gus with you.” Brian looked at Pete. “Melanie rang Lindsay and she is hysterical.”
Pete sighed.
Brian walked to the bar. “Chivas?”
Pete nodded.
Brian poured them a drink and brought the bottle with him. He held out the glass for Pete. “I’m sorry, this is my fault.”
Pete looked at Brian. “Why is everything always your fault?”
Brian smiled. “Because it usually is,” he laughed. “We’ll fix this.” He pulled Pete into his arms.
“I don’t think it can be fixed, Brian,” Pete sighed. “We will just deal with her when she gets here. How far away is Val?”
“They were on their way back to the apartment, so maybe twenty minutes.”
“Will we tell Justin?”
Brian moaned. “Oh god, Justin is wired as it is.” He dialed Justin’s cell “Hey, where are you?”
“I’m at the hotel checking on the arrangements, why?” Justin said suspiciously. He didn’t expect to hear from Brian at all today. ‘Are you working on your list?”
“No.”
“Brian,” Justin yelled.
“I gave it to Cynthia to organize, but there is something else going on.”
“What?” Justin could tell something was wrong.
“Melanie is coming to town, we think?”
“Fuck, what do you mean?”
“Just come down to Pete’s office and we’ll talk about it,” Brian ordered.
“I’ll be as fast as I can.” Justin closed his cell.
“Is he upset?” Pete asked.
Brian rolled his eyes. “What do you think?”
They sat in silence, waiting for everyone to arrive.
As they walked in, Valerie had her arms around Lindsay who was crying. Gus was pale and looked terrified. Brian and Pete looked at each other. Brian put his arm around Gus. “I will take care of this.”
Gus nodded and sat down.
“Linds, what did she say?” Brian asked as gently as he could but Lindsay kept crying. “Lindsay,” he yelled.
She stopped.
“What did she say?” Brian demanded.
“She said she was coming here to find out what was going on,” Lindsay sobbed.
“What else?”
“She said that if she found out that you had anything to do with this, she would kill you,” Lindsay started to cry again.
Brian looked at Pete who was already on the phone.
“What else, Linds? Does she know where you are staying?”
“I said I didn’t know the address, that the car had picked me up so she is ringing when the flight gets in and I have to find out,” she sobbed.
“When is her flight?”
“She’ll be here at five.” Lindsay turned into Valerie’s arms and cried.
“”Give me your cell,” Brian demanded.
“But Brian, she will be so angry if I don’t answer her when she gets here,” Lindsay wailed.
Brian looked at Val. “I want her in that center today.”
Valerie nodded. She went to make the calls.
Brian put his arms around Lindsay and held her. “Do you want to go back with her?”
“She’s so angry,” she sobbed. “She said I would be sorry for lying to her.”
“Is that a yes?” Brian asked.
“No, she’ll really beat me this time,” Lindsay sobbed. “She’s coming to get us and she said Gus can’t go to Columbia, he has to come back with us. She’s really angry with me, Brian.”
Justin ran into the room and didn’t say anything. He sat on the sofa and put his arm around Gus.
Brian looked at Gus. “Do you still want to go to Columbia?”
Gus nodded.
“You don’t want to go back to Toronto?”
“No, I want to stay here,” Gus said softly.
“Okay. Lindsay will go to the center and Gus will come home with us. When she gets out of the center, the apartment will be ready and you will move in and go on with your lives.”
“But Brian she says I have to go back now.”
“I don’t care what she says. If you want to stay here, she can’t make you go with her. I will take care of Gus. He is eighteen now, she can’t force him to do anything.”
Valerie came back. “They will take her now.”
Brian smiled. “Linds, you go with Val and get her settled. Gus, go with your sister. You will stay with her tonight at the hotel.” He looked at Justin. “Can you organize Gus’ things for the wedding to be at the hotel?”
“Sure, I’ll alert security. They’ll be safe there,” Justin smiled. “Do you want me to stay with them?”
Brian nodded. He knew Justin would rather stay with him and Pete but he was grateful Justin would be safely away from it as well. Justin would make sure they were safe and that Valerie’s day wasn’t ruined.
Justin stood up and kissed Brian and Pete. He put his arm around Lindsay. “Come on Linds; let’s get you to a safe place. She can’t hurt you anymore.”
Lindsay was still sobbing. “This all my fault, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry.”
“It isn’t your fault. It’s all over now, she can’t hurt you anymore,” Justin tried to soothe her as he walked her out.
Valerie hugged her father. “Will you and Brian be okay?”
“We have security here, we’ll be fine.” Pete smiled. “I’ll come over to the hotel later and check on you. Go on, go with Justin. It will be fine,” he smiled.
When they were gone Brian poured another drink for the both of them. He put Lindsay cell on the coffee table. He dialed Simon in the car. “Justin and Val are coming down. I want you to be alert. Thanks Simon.”
Brian smiled at Pete. “Well they're safe now.”
Pete nodded. “What are we going to do?”
Brian laughed. “I don’t have a fucking clue. She is a psychopath. Any ideas?”
“Well, Lindsay and the kids are out of her reach. So is Justin,” Pete started. “We tell her Lindsay is leaving her, Gus is going to Columbia and she is canned.”
Brian laughed. “That should work.”
“You know her personally Brian, I don’t. What will she do?” Pete asked.
“She will turn into a crazy bitch and try and kill me,” he laughed.
Pete picked up the phone. “Peter Samson, is he in? Barry, its Peter, I need a favor. Can you come to my office at five thirty? I know I will but I’m good for it,” Pete laughed. “Thanks Barry.
“Barry Campbell?” Brian smiled. “It’s only four and her plane doesn’t get in till five…..” he grabbed Pete and pulled him close.
“You aren’t serious?” Pete looked at Brian in disbelief.
“Oh, I’m serious alright. I still haven’t finished my breakfast,” Brian smirked.