“I understand. What about my kids?”
“You will deliver the two items to me, and I will provide the location of your children. They are safe. Same rules apply. You come alone, or you do not hear from me.”
“Okay,” I reply as calmly as I can. “I'm on my way now.” I hang up, and Sandoval nods. We will give you a wide perimeter so that he has no idea you are not alone.”
“You have to be sure,” I say, imploringly. “You can't scare him off. He disappears and …” I let the words trail off.
“We get it,” Sandoval says. “Trust me, he will have no clue that we are in the area at all. Now go.”
I rush to my car, where I already have the Request for Dismissal with Prejudice and a gym bag containing $20,000 in cash. Ten thousand of the money came from our savings, and occupies the top half of the gym ba
