After mulling over the options for a second, Beau said, “Yeah, you gimme $200,000 and I’ll walk away from this marriage.” At that point Jack pulled out another cashier’s check for $100,000 and slammed it on the table. “Here you go, another $100,000, that makes $200,000, now sign the agreement.” Beau looked at the two checks in disbelief, shook his head and signed the agreement and stuffed the checks in his pocket. “Please note that in the agreement it says that you are to stay away from your wife and children and that you’ve waived all visitation privileges except when your wife permits them. Got that. So, I don’t want to see your face snooping about looking for your wife and kids.”

February 15, 2010.

“Mr. Jenkins, you stand accused of attempted murder, flight, and vandalism, how do you plead?”, the judge asked Jack, Jr. “Not guilty”, he said with his had bowed. “What say the State?” the judge asked the prosecutor. “We ask for remand your honor, this man has already fled the country once.” “What is the defense position?” the judge asked in a bored tone. “Mr. Jenkins has substantial ties to the community, he is deeply involved in his father’s car business, and should get bail which is his constitutional right”, the defense attorney stated. “Nice try”, the judge said, “but I’m going to remand. Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me. Trial is to be on May 15. Pretrial motions to be filed by May 1. Anything further? Hearing nothing, we are adjourned.”

Sitting in the back of the Courtroom was Jack Jenkins, Sr. It broke his heart that his son would try to kill him and have such a disdain for life that he would put another innocent person at risk. Sure, he hadn’t been the perfect father and he wasn’t there all the time, but this?

February 16, 2010.

“Hey, Marco, thanks for coming to meet me here”, Jack, Jr. said to the Private Eye. “I’m in a world of hurt here”. “Yeah, you shoulda trusted me to do the wet work. Here’s what I’m going to propose”. At that point, they discussed their plans.