Martin put himself on the speaker phone over the White House, grabbing Emily and for herself over to desk with Martin.

“Say hello sweetheart.” Martin smiled, Emily stayed quiet.

“Say hello.” He repeated, Emily was shoved against the desk.

“Would you like to hell your father what Mr. Stenz is holding in his hands?” Martin asked, looking over to you. “We also have your oldest child, John, so if you care about yours kids at all. Send the president in, now.”

“Tell him sweetie.” Martin smiled, when Emily shook her head, Martin walked over and kneeled next to you he gave you an expectant look.