Just Dreams (Brooks Sisters Dreams Series Book 1) by L.J. Taylor Read Free Book Online

winning the lawsuit either.  I’m not going to be happy until Peachtree loses all of its government contracts and goes out of business,” he said.
    Charles Morgan, Sr. put down his fork and took a good look at his son.  “I don’t need to tell you that you’ve chosen a very dangerous path. Defense contractors like Peachtree are filled with ex-spooks and mercs.  They won’t hesitate to take you out if they perceive you to be a threat.”  Charles opened his mouth to speak, but closed it when his father held up a hand. 
    “I’m not finished.  I know how much you want to get those bastards.  I do too. Don’t forget I lost my daughter-in-law and my future grandchild in that accident. That’s why I was behind you a hundred percent when you said you wanted to sue them.  But I don’t want to lose you too.  I couldn’t bear that, son.”
    Guilt and love for his father warred with Charles’ burning need for revenge.  He didn’t want his father to worry about him, but he had to do what he had to do.  The big man would just have to understand that.  “Look Dad, you know me.  I can’t just walk away from this and I don’t appreciate you asking me to.  Those bastards have to pay for what they took away from me.  A verdict – even a large one – would be nothing more than a drop in the bucket for Peachtree.  Their operative was engaged in illegal operations on behalf of the C.I.A. when he rammed his car into Patti’s.  I’m going to use the lawsuit to expose them for what they really are.”
    Charles Morgan, Sr. leaned forward in his seat, reached across the table, and gripped Charles’ hand.  “I know that when you set your mind to something, son, nothing can change it. But have you considered the consequences of putting this plan into action?   If you expose an illegal government operation, you’re not only exposing Peachtree but also the government agency that hired the company.  That means you’ll not only piss off Peachtree but also the C.I.A.  If they even get wind of your intent, they will not hesitate to put your sorry black ass out of commission,” he said
    Charles pulled his hand out from under his father’s and sighed.  His father had never understood him and never would.   “I do understand.  You’re just going to have to accept the fact that I have to do this and trust that I have a plan to address that contingency.”
    “How exactly do you plan to address it?” 
    “Once the information is out in the public domain, the damage will have already been done.  Taking me out then wouldn’t be a smart move as Peachtree and the C.I.A. would be the most obvious suspects.  Plus, they’ll most likely be facing an investigation,” Charles said.
    His father sagged back into his chair and stared at him open-mouthed.  “That’s your plan? Are you crazy?  What’s to stop them from waiting a few months when the public forgets about the case and the investigation is over?  Don’t you think they’ll want revenge?  What’s your plan for that?”
    Charles shrugged.  “I’ll handle that like I would any threat if and when the time comes.”
    Charles Morgan Sr. shook his head.  “No.  I am not going to stand by while you go and get yourself killed thinking you can take on the world.  Do you hear me?  Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some plans of my own to make.”  He stood up, threw his napkin onto the table, and walked out of the restaurant.
    Charles sighed.  He’d just wanted to spend a little time with his father and maybe pick his brain a little about the case. He hadn’t intended to scare the man half to death. Guilt rose within him as he replayed the conversation in his head.  A small sliver of doubt about his plan began to rise as well.   He hadn’t told his father everything.  He couldn’t be sure who was listening. 
    He looked around the large dining room of the restaurant.  It was mostly filled with business men and women wearing expensive