Second ChanceChapter 5
Mr. Hudson, Assistant Secretary of DHS arrived at exactly seven p.m. and one second. Punctuality was apparently his trademark. The man with him could have been his clone. Both men were about six feet tall, just under two-hundred pounds, and looked fit as a fiddle. Their black suits almost matched. Introductions didn't take long, and Colleen joined me on one sofa in the family room, as the two visitors took the opposing one. Mr. Hudson wasted no time, "Judge Jones sends his regards. He...