He finished his Swanson dinner in front of the TV once again.. he looked at the old laptop and really was NOT looking foward to getting back on it, and going to work again.

Brad walked in (without knocking again) and quickly went on his rant about his daughter..

" How many times have I asked you to give me a ring first if you are coming home early. You know Sammi doesnt like putting clothes on around here, in fact, if I wasnt her father, she would walk around here naked!!"

Manny didnt say anything as he moved the laptop over to him.. he simply looked at Brad.. with the look that has given people twice his size chills down their spine, and began to log on..

"yes, well.. please call next time you come home early" and began to close the door..

"Beer Brad.. please.. I have some work here to do, and I cant get up right now"

Brad hesitated a bit, but left and soon came back with the cold Budweiser.. he handed it to Manny, and waited for a response..

"No tip this time Brad, but if Sammi brings it in next time.." and he chuckled..

Brad wanted to say something, but knew he couldnt.. and he shut the door.

2005

It had been 6 months since his business closed down, and Thelma was long gone, and the cold Houston night was unforgiving as Manny tried to find somewhere on Westheimer to stay for the night.

His .45, still warm was sitting next to him, and police sirens flew by and faded into the cold Houston evening..

The local Motel 6 looked promising for the evening, and after paying for the room, he took his duffle bag, and the thick envelope and plopped them on the bed.. the .45 still in his hand as he walked around the room.

after a half hour of just standing.. sometimes looking left, then right.. listening to the still of the room, and the occasional siren flying by the hotel.. he sat down on the bed, and opened the envelope...

Present day

The beer laid nest to him on the nightstand as he typed the phone number into the laptop.. Manny smiled a half smile as the reverse phone look up revealed what he already knew.

A heavy sigh drew out of his mouth as he opened another tab, typed in amateur porn, and the images ran across his eyes..