Babes Stripping For Love

Seamus sat at his desk, staring at his computer screen. It has been two weeks and the situation was progressing too slowly for his liking. He knew that he had to do something to help Charlotte’s dad, Cormac Sullivan. It wasn’t fair that he was being punished for a crime that the man didn’t commit, and Seamus was determined to do everything in his power to clear his name. To make his beautiful Charlotte smile again.

He picked up the phone and dialed his lawyer’s number. “Hey, it’s Seamus Braddock. I need to talk to you about Sullivan’s case.”

“Of course, Mr. Braddock,” his lawyer replied. “How can I help you?”

“I need faster progress for the case Cormac Sullivan case,” Seamus said. “I want you to send me all the evidence you have on the judge who’s handling the case. I have a feeling that there’s something fishy going on there, and I want to find out what it is.”

His lawyer hesitated for a moment. “Mr. Braddock, are you sure you want to get involved in this? It could jeopardize the legal stature you’ve been building your image around.”

What Seamus’s lawyer was trying to convey was that he knew how he had been covering his family’s shady side of the business. And his lawyer knew that the man will have a lot of work in his future if his client was going to take matters into his own hands.

But Seamus still nodded knowing his lawyer couldn’t see him from the other line. “I know what I’m getting into. But Charlotte is my woman, and Cormac is the only one she has left. I can’t sit by and do nothing while they suffer. I need to help them, no matter what it takes.”

His lawyer stayed silent for a couple of seconds before he continued. “Alright, sir. We need to do this right. We don’t want to make things worse.”

Seamus thanked his lawyer and ended the call. He knew that this was just the beginning of a messy takedown, but he was ready for whatever interference he needed to do, to clear Cormac’s name and make Charlotte happy again.

It took him seconds after the call to his lawyer then he called his trusted right-hand man. “Yes, Keegan, I want you to start plan B in Cormac Sullivan’s case.” Seamus had talked to Keegan in the last two weeks and he was equally agitated as he waited for the next instruction from his boss. “I’m going to send you the details needed by today. I want you to do what you’re good at, I’m sure he’s hiding something. I want you to find it and we’ll continue from there.”

What Seamus didn’t say on the phone was that he wanted Keegan to find dirt on the judge, to blackmail the old man. Keegan had been known for his ability to dig up dirt even from the most religious person. He knew everyone has a secret.

Seamus Braddock is the Irish mob boss, he can be ruthless when he wanted to be. And he had been dead set on making sure Charlotte’s dad was declared not guilty. He’d destroy many lives to make sure his woman will always be happy.

The next call he makes after Keegan was his dad. Aside from taking matters into his own hands, he wanted to think of another way to push from other angles. Legally and ethically, well slightly. Seamus was confident that his father would help.

Seamus’ father is a well-connected man in the city, with many contacts in the legal and political spheres. He has a reputation for knowing the right people in high places, and Seamus knew that his dad will help him out.

“Hey, Dad,” Seamus said after the call was connected. “I need to talk to you about something important.”This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Of course, Seamus,” his father replied, giving him his full attention. “What’s going on?”

“It’s about Cormac Sullivan,” Seamus said. “I’m sending you the file to your office. I’ll have one of my guys be there in less than thirty minutes. I was hoping that you can help out by giving us the right person, your best acquaintance suited to get Cormac out of the mess. He needs to be out.”

“Is this about Sullivan’s pretty ballerina daughter?”

“You knew?” Seamus sighed. Of course, his father knew. The man didn’t get to the position he was in right now, without being meticulous.

“Son, there’s nothing much that I don’t know about you.” The older man chuckled in a caring manner and Seamus couldn’t help but feel his father’s love. He knew that this was what his father does and he was not put off by it, because he knew his father could always figure things out every time he was stuck and needed an answer.

“I’m assuming you are going through with your other plan while I work my contacts from another angle?”

“You know me so well, dad.” Seamus smiled though his dad couldn’t see it from the other line.

“You have to bring her for lunch at the house. Introduce her, this is not like you to go the extra mile for a woman.”

“You’re right, she’s not just any woman. Charlotte is perfect, dad, and when she’s ready I’ll take her to meet you and mom.”

“Good, your mom has been waiting too long to see you settle down, son.” Seamus’ father nodded thoughtfully. “And I do have some contacts in that area,” he said. “I’ll make a few calls and see if anyone knows something about the judge.” But Seamus, you need to be careful. Getting involved in someone else’s legal case can be dangerous, and it could damage your reputation.”

“You’re not the first one to tell me that,” Seamus huffed and his father let out a soft laugh.

“Your lawyer?”

“Yeah,”

“Well, he’s not wrong.”

“I know, dad. But I need to do this for her.”

“The knight in shining armor, hopefully, no guns needed,” there was a bite in his voice. Seamus’s father knew that he was the third call of the day. Because he knew, that it was the exact sequence of how he’d do things to get someone out of trouble.

“I’ll do whatever it takes to help Cormac, make her happy, even if it means putting myself at risk. But dad, you know me. I’m good at what I do.” I couldn’t help to smirk, because I do. It might seem cocky but I’ve dealt with worse and dealing with Sullivan’s case, it would only be a matter of time. I already regretted that I didn’t trust my instincts and do this sooner.

“You know I do son, this is me, telling you to be careful. I’ll make some calls and see what I can do.” The older man said, proud of his son’s determination and self-confidence.

Seamus promised, thanking his father for his help. He left for his next meeting feeling hopeful that everything will get sorted before the week ended.

And he was right, later on that evening, Keegan had gotten back to him with several incriminating pieces of evidence against the judge. And he went further by sending more detailed evidence against other judges who might replace the current judge should the man back down from his duty.

“Very good, Keegan, go… shake the bastard and tell him what we want, and make sure that Cormac Sullivan will be a free man. Tell him I want it to happen fast if he didn’t want evidence of his debauchery affairs with his men out in the open.”

The judge was taking bribes for cases, he already knew that from Keegan, and his father also confirmed it. But that was not juicy enough for the kind of blackmail he had in mind. Then, Keegan had gotten back to him about his affairs with men. He even got Seamus pictures of the judge being strapped down and whipped by them, looking like he was having a really good time doing it. All while appearing to stay in a happy marriage with his third wife. That kind of juicy secret was the nail that was going to seal the deal.

“Will do, boss.”

Seamus left the office with a lighter step than when he came in the morning. He was ready to come back home and tell Charlotte about the good news.