RJ stood in the home and office of California senator James Earl Tambull. He arrived about ten minutes earlier carrying a briefcase. He had called that morning to set up an appointment to see the senator about an important matter concerning a mutual friend. At first it seemed he wasn't going to see him, however dropping Dave's name and a hint that perhaps the FBI would be more giving of their time, seem to change that and was told to be here at 9:00 am.
The senator's guards had already searched him and his briefcase thoroughly and he waited till finally senator Tamull walked in and took a seat behind his desk and look at RJ.
"Can I offer you a drink? RJ isn't it? Please have a seat"
"Yes to both Mr. Tambull. I'll have a scotch, thank you." He replied as he sat in the leather seat across from the senator.
RJ needed to let some time pass and give the senator a chance to observe him. He accepted the drink and took a sip and waited till the senator was ready. The senator nodded at the maid and the bodyguards who stepped outside and closed the door. Only one guard remained in the room that kept a constant eye on RJ the whole time.
"What's this all about RJ? I am a busy man."
"Thank you senator for seeing me on such short notice, some information has come to me about a mutual friend that might be of interest to you."
RJ opened his briefcase and took out a folder and then closed the briefcase and set it on the floor. He opened the folder and handed a picture of Dave sitting at a bar. The senator took the picture and looked at it then nodded confirming he knew who he was and that he was according to RJ a mutual friend.
"Take a close look at that picture. Do you notice the young blonde sitting at the bar behind him in the background?" The senator nodded.
"She seems familiar though I don't know from where?"
RJ then handed him two more pictures. One of the pictures showed Dave and the woman leaving the bar together. The second picture showed them getting into his car. The last picture RJ handed him was Dave's car parked outside a cheap motel.
"Ok so Dave likes blondes, found one and took her to a motel. What does any of this have to do with me?"
RJ took the last thing from the folder and handed it to the senator. It was a front page newspaper clipping from yesterday. The caption read, "Serial Murder-Rapist Struck again for the 5th Time!" The senator's jaw snapped tight when he looked at the picture of the woman next to the picture of the motel then compared it with the woman in the pictures. They were one and the same. The senator looked up quietly at RJ in a serious manner.
"Why did you bring this to me? What do you want?"
RJ took his time and sipped his scotch and looked back at the senator.
"I wouldn't make the mistake of trying to black mail me RJ."