The Chauffeur ( # 43 ) Fighting Back

BY PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

Waking up with a refreshed Jill was a delicious way to open my eye. For the 1st tie in a longsighted spell, Dakota did not slumber in my bed. I got up and headed towards the bathroom for my morning rite. I shaved and I showered.

Once I was through, I went back out to the sleeping room where my darling wife was still sleeping. I put on wearing apparel to head up towards the war hawk today as my 24 hours of staying at the Chateau is now over.

I unplug my headphone, grab my notecase and keys and a distich of shoe and socks. I quietly leave the bedroom and brain towards the kitchen. Once I'm in the kitchen, Dakota and trick are already there. St. John, of course, is eating a bowl of cereal grass. Dakota, my dearie, is sitting quietly having a cup of coffee.

Bobby and Sammy ask if I want nut or something else for breakfast. I agree eggs sound right. They begin to make me several scrambled eggs with bacon and some fried potatoes. John finishes his bowling ball of cereal and asks for some bollock as well.

Both Saint John the Apostle and Dakota are dressed for work. Slowly, people file out into the kitchen area. I hear what sounds like rain. I look out the figurehead Windows and see that it is pouring hard. I think to myself ; do I maneuver to work out today or stay here at the Chateau ? My mind leans towards heading to the Hawk.

Over the adjacent half hour or so, mass come out to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy offer them breakfast. well-nigh of them take the go. I check the time and headspring back down to the bedroom to draw sure she is awake and beginning to get prepare for work. When I open the sleeping accommodation door, there sits my gorgeous wife doing her tomentum at her makeup table. I sneak up behind her and kiss her from can. She moans as I put my arms around her from behind.

I kiss her again and head back out towards the kitchen once again. I realize that I still don't have my laptop, nor does Jill accept her tower. I think about using computers at the office.

Once I'm back in the kitchen, I see that Jennifer, Diane, Sharon, Paula, and Donna have all come out into the kitchen. Three of them are eating some eggs and bacon from the chefs.

"Hey guy rope, could we have a nice pork barrel knock for dinner tonight ? Maybe fresh made mashed potatoes and either some carrot or green beans along with one of your delightful Caesar salads. Is that possible ?"I ask.

"No David, we don't make anything like that. Maybe we will have some burgers from Red robin redbreast delivered…. ha, ha, ha,"Sammy says to me causing me to laugh a bit with his sarcasm.

BJ and Danni are both dressed wonderfully. I think to myself that we need to get to surely that we are rotating a couple of the the great unwashed from the mortarboard to ensure that Danni gets a lunchtime.

Noticing the time once again, I suggest that we should set off heading towards the vehicle in the garage and drive to act upon. Paula and Donna both get into their vehicles. can unlocks the garage doors by removing the carabiners from the track.

Dakota, Sharon, and I get into Dakota's BMW. John, Jennifer, and Diane all get into John's truck. Jill, BJ, and Danni all get into Jill's Mercedes. All five vehicles leave the service department and pass through the front gate to head towards work.

We are all driving carefully as we haven't had hard rain in quite a while. In fact, it probably has been 6 or 7 weeks since we have had any rain at all. When we get to the Hawk, we all find a parking spot on the s floor. Once park, we walk across the walkway into the building. We all say hello/good dawn to the security precaution and get on the elevator to head up to the top floor.

Once I am there, we all get off the elevator. Sharon, Danni, Jennifer, and Diane all head to their desks. I head to my own desk as well. Jill and BJ head into one of the conference elbow room to have room to spread out their paperwork. We all begin to dig into our Job. I open my computer to check the work emails once again. As I scan the emails, I don't see any threatening email this time. I check with Jill and she doesn't have any untrusting emails either.

I begin my usual sort of emails. I scan them and find one from Rob, the IT guy. He discusses things that his group think need to be addressed regarding our information processing system organisation. He suggests that we put some new waiter into play. He also suggests that we upgrade directly from Microsoft the security programs to protect our company. His line suggestions make a whole lot of sense and I give him the initiative to constitute the alteration. However, I ask if we should keep his chemical group on staff, so he isn't overloaded with projects. I figure that I'll get a reply either later today or tomorrow.

I begin to go through the ‘ read-only'email, reading material and deleting them. I hear Jill swear a bit coming from her conference elbow room. BJ is apologizing and heading to the pressman to get whatever Jill sent there. In my read/write head, it seems as if BJ is doing quite well for Jill.

As I get back to my desk, I see the clock on my computer narrate me that it is nearly 11 am. I think to myself that we probably need to society lunch to be delivered since it is still raining. As I'm looking over the restaurant menu's online, Danni comes to my position door and distinguish me that there is someone here who would wish to speak to me. I get up and accompany her vertebral column to the reception area. As I approach the area, I see a Los Angeles Policeman.

"hullo, I'm David Greene. I understand that you wanted to see me ?"I say to the officer.

"Yes, sir. I'm Officer James Williams. I need you to come with me,"he tells me. I'm completely lost."Let me get my assistant,"I tell him. He lets me make out that he needs only me and not any of my assistants. He has me wondering what is going on and I get my raincoat and we head out. I tell Danni to let Dakota and Jill know that I have left with ship's officer Hank Williams. She assures me that she will let both of them know.

Officer Bernard Arthur Owen Williams and I head down to the s level. We take the crossover to the parking garage. I say hello again to the security sentry duty as we head over to the garage. Once I'm in the garage, I see his squad car. He unlocks it and we both get into the figurehead bottom. He turns his computer on its slope and slides it down towards the flooring. I strap into the seatbelt and off we head.

"Officer Williams, where are we headed ?"I ask.

"To a criminal offence scene Mr. Greene. Your presence is requested by our investigator,"he tells me. I'm at a total exit. However, as we head across Ithiel Town, the letter that I passed along to federal agent Longmire comes to my mind. Did the Mexican Drug corporate trust get to someone that I know ? I'm not for sure whom it might be as everyone was accounted for last Night. As we turn the corner, I know who it is. He parks in movement of the planetary house. We both get out and head up to the breast door. I meet police detective James. He tells me that he requested me to fare to this offence picture.

police detective James carefully takes me inside the house. I take a couple of steps inside and block. The bread and butter room is covered with rake everywhere. There is blood nebulizer on the far bulwark, there is blood line on the animation elbow room couch and all over the coffee tabular array with a large pool of origin at the human foot of the individual who is underneath the sheet.

"How long has she been short ?"I ask.

"About 12 hours. I'm assuming that you know who is underneath the weather sheet,"the police detective says to me.

He takes a quoin of the sheet and pulls it back. I'm stunned, so much so, I head outside to puke my guts out. I lean over the rail on the front stone's throw to barf into the planter next to the front steps.

police detective Roger Williams stands behind me watching me cat my gumption out. I have never seen anything so fierce ever before in my entire spirit."This is an old girlfriend who left my star sign yesterday. We had a fight. I asked her to leave. My assistant called a cab to bring her home. Are there any witnesses ?"I ask.

"Mr. Graham Greene, do you cognize who this is ?"he asks me.

"Yes. It's Aurora. Her troupe just started working for me cleaning my theatre. Has anyone contacted her knob, Patrick ?"I ask.

"Yes, he's on his way. Another officer is bringing him,"the detective tells me.

"Detective, have you been in contact with Agent Longmire of the FBI ? She has been chasing a Mexican Drug trust who has been threatening to dispatch someone that I know. I gave her a DVD of my planetary house for the preceding 24 hours yesterday. I also gave her a letter that I received threatening to do this,"I tell him. He pulls out his piffling notepad and begins to pull in notes. He asks me for contact lens information for agent Longmire. I call up her liaison info on my cellular phone phone and handwriting the phone to the detective.

"Thank you, Mr. Greene. I need you to remain around for a few minutes. I have a few questions for you,"he tells me.

I sit down on the front stride. My belly is still real queasy. I don't know how much time has passed before another police fomite arrives. Patrick gets out of the car and check. He knows the house as well and doesn't take a whole step towards the house. He, instead just stands leaning against the police force vehicle. I look at him, trying my best not to cry as my header keeps flashing back to the violence that I saw inside.

Patrick comes over to me and sits down on the steps as well. The rain is coming down on both of us.

"Is it first light ?"he asks.

"Yes, it is. You don't want to go inside. It's possibly the most crimson affair that I have ever seen. I can't believe that this has happened. Saint Patrick, I'm so sorry. I'm sure enough she was murdered because of me,"I tell him. He just stir his head telling me that it's not my mistake. She should have been safe inside her own home, which obviously she wasn't.

We both just sit on the steps staring out to the street and the number of police railroad car that are parked there. I see a news van draw out up and get out with a camera operator and a newsperson. The uniform law stop them at the street and lead off answering their dubiousness. I see the cameraman do a sweep of the movement of the sign of the zodiac. I bow my head and look down at the soil. Patrick gets up and heads towards the news newsperson asking them to lay off taking pictures of his friend who was murdered. The reporter tried to ask respective query only for Patrick to turn and walk away from them.

Patrick comes back over to me and sits down next to me on the whole step."You were saying that you believe that you caused this to take place to Aurora. What makes you believe that ?"he asks me.

"I received a letter yesterday threatening my group that someone I know will be murdered. I never in my savage dream believed it would be sunup,"I tell him

"St. David, you're not to fault. Whoever did this is the person to pick,"he tells me. I'm quite impressed that he is so calm, but then again, he hasn't seen the inside and the horrible way matter are.

The Detective spends another couple of hours asking both Patrick and me query. We answered all of his head. However, before the police detective let us go, Agent Longmire showed up. She spent respective minutes chatting with the Detective. Once they finished their conversation, she came over to see me and Patrick.

"Saint Patrick, this is broker Longmire. factor, this is Patrick. This is the person that I was asking both of you to come with my wife and me to dinner,"I tell both.

"Mr. Patrick, I'm sorry that we met under these condition. Also, I'm sorry for your departure,"she tells him. She flips heart-to-heart her notepad and begins asking me interrogative sentence. I, of course, want her to find these scum-bags and take them out of the flick. She keeps her composure but continues to ask me dubiousness. Once she is finished asking head, she offers both Patrick and me a ride back to where the police picked us up from.

Patrick and I got into her vehicle. She headed back to the point where the Police picked us up. She dropped off Patrick first, then took me back to the Hawk. I asked if she could unite me for lunch, she agreed. I directed her to the nice Italian home that Fred introduced us to.

When Agent Longmire and I went inside, the owner came right over and asked if Fred and the rest of my group would be joining us. I let him have intercourse that it would just be the two of us. He hugged broker Longmire, which I believe that she was completely surprised by that.

He sat us at a table and brought over the usual basket of garlic bread."Saint David, how did you know that I love Allium sativum bread ?"the broker asks me.

"Um, I didn't. They have great garlic bread here and the owner brings a basket of it over to my table all the time,"I tell her.

We had a nice meal. Agent Longmire ordered crybaby Parmesan on a bed of spaghetti dome. I offered to order her a glass of Chianti, but she declined saying that she was working. She ordered a glassful of diet nose candy instead. I ordered my usual, spaghetti with meat sauce and a twain of meatballs. We sat and had a delightful lunch. When it was all over, I paid the lunch bill, but Agent Longmire tried to grab the bill, but I was just a touch quicker. This caused both of us to laugh a bit.

She told me that she thought Patrick was a very handsome man and is interested in going out to dinner with him and Jill and me. This made me very happy to hear that such a violent act did not deter her from wanting to go out with Patrick.

As we finished our meal, we headed towards the figurehead doorway to leave. Oddly enough, Agent Longmire clutched my elbow as we left. This made me feel much better about her.

It was about 20 transactions to get me back to the Hawk. She dropped me off at the front door, street level and wished me a goodness balance of the day. I went inside and up to the top via the lift. Once I got to the top, I was met by Dakota. She asked what went on with the Police. I let her and everyone else know that Aurora has been murdered. various of the ladies, such as Jennifer and Sharon were shocked by the news.

I went inside of the conference room to let BJ and Jill know. BJ was stunned. Jill didn't seem that fazed, but then again, she's a Marine.

The rest of the afternoon was spent with me working on my computer reading the ‘ read-only'emails and deleting them as they are read.

CHAPTER 2

As the working day came to an end, I saw that it was near 4:30 pm. I called it to be the end of the day for everyone. I saw people turning off their estimator and putting on their raincoat.

I stood by the lift doors. Dakota and St. John the Apostle both came over to me asking what had happened with the law. I told him that we would bear that discussion back at the Chateau. He didn't ask another word ; he just stood a few base away from me waiting for the lift.

As everyone finished up, the group of people by the elevators grew. When the Bell finally dinged and the doors opened, I let everyone on and stood there just thinking. I suggested that they go ahead down and beam the elevator car back up for me and Dakota.

She took my helping hand and silently held it as we waited for the elevator to return. It dawned on me that I have no idea what everyone had for lunch.

"Dakota darling, what did you all have for lunch ?"I asked.

"jimmy John's sandwiches. We also ordered a span of salads but to the highest degree everyone ordered a sub. Why, what did you have for lunch ?"she asked me.

"broker Longmire and I went to Fred's Italian eating house,"I tell her.

"agentive role Longmire, eh ? Should we ask her to show up at the house tonight for some playtime ?"Dakota asks but is smiling the unit time.

"No smarty-pants. We just had lunch. However, I saw something that caused me to puke my guts out. The Mexican Drug corporate trust got to Aurora. They murdered her very violently. There was blood everywhere. I've never seen so often profligate in my entire life. It was horrible,"I say to her. She knows that I'm quite rattled about Aurora. She doesn't say a tidings, she just stands there following to me, holding my hand. When the elevator door ding and opens we both pace on and drive it down to the 2nd floor.

At the sec floor, we get off and choose the crosswalk to the parking garage. Sharon and Jennifer are both waiting by Dakota's car for her and me.

We all get into Dakota's BMW and psyche back towards the Chateau. It is still raining, something that we haven't seen much of in southern Golden State in several weeks.

I text Amy asking her if the chefs made the pork roast that I asked for this morning. She told me that Red Old World robin burgers were waiting for me to get to the house. Then she texted back that she was just kidding me. I sent her a LOL as Dakota was driving through this unbalanced conditions. Clearly, people had forgotten how to push back in the rain as we had several citizenry run dealings lights and slide into the intersection. Which caused me to tighten my seatbelt.

All I could think about was the frightful scene of Aurora's body underneath that sheet. What I remember seeing was her throat cut from ear to ear. Several knife thrust wounds and a heater muddle in her frontal bone with the blood covering her face. It just kept haunting me.

In my headland, I couldn't think of how to pee whoever did this pay. When we pull into the courtyard, I begin to give voice a design on fighting back against our ‘ friends'the Mexican Drug combine.

As Dakota pulls into the service department, I see John's truck already parked in there. Yet, I don't see Jill's car just yet. I text BJ and ask if they are close to the house. I get a reply from BJ that they are about 5 minutes away. As we pull into the garage, I just sit in the front buns thinking about Aurora. I want to agitate back, but I'm not sure just how to approach it. Dakota puts her hand on my left knee, I look at her thanking God that it wasn't her nor Jill.

It dawns on me that I should use my new PR person to address the slaying of Aurora. Let the public press push the constabulary and the detectives to speak to break of day's Death. As I hear the garage door open and see Jill's car enter the garage, I decide to get out of Dakota's car and forefront inside. I stand by the room access to the star sign and wait for Jill to join me.

Once we are all gathered in the garage, I hold the room access undetermined for all the ladies. Each one gives me a kiss as they go inside.

We all end up in the kitchen, Bobby tells me that dinner party will be ready in about 15 minutes, so if I wanted to engage a immediate shower, I had enough time to do so. I think about it for a moment but decide not to go take a cascade.

My speech sound buzzes. It's Agent Longmire.

"hello Agent, why are you giving me a phone song ? Are you asking if you can get over for dinner ?"I ask chuckling a bit.

"No, smarty knickers. I just spoke to Patrick. He said he's still in for the dinner if you are still willing,"she says to me.

"Of grade, I'm still in. Is there a night that works for both you and Patrick ?"I ask.

"How about tomorrow nighttime, both Patrick and I seem to give birth an chess opening on our schedule. Where should we conform to you and your married woman ?"she asks.

"At your front door,"I tell her.

"Huh ? I don't understand,"she says.

"It means that I'm sending a car to pick you up,"I tell her.

"Oh, you don't have to do that. I'll be glad to drive,"she tells me. However, I won't hear of it, so I tell her that I'm sending a car for her tomorrow night. She relents and agrees to be picked up.

agent Longmire tells me that she'll be by tomorrow to the Hawk to bestow me both my laptop computer and Jill's tower. I thank her and we end the speech sound call.

The chefs have dinner set up. St. John makes a plate for Diane, that included some salad. He also made himself a plate.

As everyone has a plate of solid food in front of them, I stand to tell what has gone on today with the police.

"OK, everyone, may I suffer your attention for just a match of instant. John, will you please go get the pool menage mathematical group ?"I ask.

John gets up and heads out to the pool house. He knocks on the doorway and brings them into the sign. They come inside and make themselves a dinner collection plate. I send Dakota to get Mom and Fred.

When they come out to the dining elbow room, I decide that I need to let everyone cognize what happened today.

"I need to tell everyone what the constabulary picked me up for today. They took me to cockcrow's household. I found her murdered. Her pharynx was slit from ear to ear. She had multiple twinge lesion all over her soundbox plus she had one 1 gunshot injury in the shopping mall of her forehead. There was descent everywhere. I have never seen such a gruesome situation. It made me go outside and puke my moxie out. I now know whom they went after, someone that I mistakenly kicked out of our firm yesterday,"

"What do we do then ?"Jennifer asks.

"I don't know. But I do know that we need to watch each former's cover. If you have a carry permit, please wear out your weapon. If you don't have a carry permit, then delight stop with somebody who does have one. I don't want anyone here hurt, am I clear about this ?"I ask.

I hear several yeses. I care for all my group and haven't decided how to agitate back. This drug cartel needs an ass-kicking. I decide to put a call into limited Agent Fernandez.

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, how are you ? Agent Longmire tells me that you had a rough out day,"he says to me.

"Jose, I want to spite them. I want to take the fight to these shitheads. They murdered individual and did it in a horrible style. How do I pack the battle to them ?"I ask.

"Do you really want to do that ?"he asks.

"Yes, so very lots so,"I tell him.

"Then here's what we're going to do. I have it on good info, that we know where their main hideout is located. They also have about a dozen humble stead that they stock weapons and people to press. Care to go after them ?"Fernandez asks me.

"Abso-fucking-lutely Now it's time to withdraw the fight to them,"I say to Fernandez.

"Well, alright then. Put your 5 best shot together, I'll be by to pluck you all up in about a half an 60 minutes,"he says to me.

I tap John Lackland, Dakota, Jill, Donna, and both the CG boys. I tell the male child to get their rifles, as they will be helping us take down some of the Mexican Drug Cartel. I explain that they will be taking key positions to deliver the back of the group. I explain that they need to work stack of their .50 caliber ammo. They should also add their scopes. I expect them to take a position that is senior high school and able to hurt them when we are attacked, which we will be.

I put tactical singlet on the residue of the others. Everyone going has multiple ammunition clips. Just as expected, Fernandez shows up with a bombastic blackamoor Chevy Suburban. John follows with his truck and both CG boys. We drive across townsfolk and fit up with about 40 FBI factor. I pick out a rooftop and send the CG boys to the rooftop to hold a sniper's position.

As they climb the outside brand fervour ladder, they reach the rooftop in just a pair of minutes. They focus their compass and lay out several clips of ammunition. They text that they are fix to do some damage.

lavatory and Donna drive a position at their position entrance. Jill, Dakota and I take a position at their front door. About 20 federal agent are with us at the nominal head doorway, another 10 federal agent are with whoremonger at the side door, and the rest of the agent along with Agent Longmire take in a position at the back up threshold. Special Agent Fernandez calls on his headset.

"We go in 3-2-1…attack,"he gives the instruction to set on the Drug Cartel.

trick and the factor with him kick in the side door, shooting everything that they see holding a gun. I kick in the front door and commence shooting everyone that I see inside, along with the 20 or so agent that enter with me. Dakota takes a justificative attitude outside so if any sneak past us she will choose them down.

various broker kick in the game door. Lots of gunfire there, a couple of factor go down. Jill works her way to the agents coming through the back doorway. She is firing at everything that moves that is not in tactical gearing. I am also firing hitting everything that is moving. As one time empties, I load another taking aim at anyone moving. The agentive role that entered the front door with me are taking drug combine penis out with preciseness. I'm sure that the gunfight can be heard in the region. I have hit and killed 9 cartel members all of whom were firing at myself and the FBI agents. No one was unarm that we shot at.

The whole cognitive operation takes about 20 minutes. We have shot and killed nearly 50 drug cartel people, all of whom have fired their weapons at us. As I check with Fernandez and Longmire, only two FBI broker were hit, neither of them seriously. John said he killed 5 drug combine guy cable. Jill took 4 down, killing all four. Dakota got the only one that snuck out the side door. He took a gibe at her and she put a stave between his eyes. Donna says she only got 3 drug corporate trust guys, but she said that the federal agent around her took down about a dozen cat, making them utter, not wounded.

There is a car full of corporate trust fellow member trying to miss. Both CG boys take respective nip at them and take out all 5 guy rope in the car, causing the car to crash into a building across the street. I hear some hooting from the rooftop from the CG boys, doing their job as pro snipers.

I check with Longmire and Fernandez. Both are just ok. Longmire says she got 4 and Fernandez says he got 4 as well. I thank them for allowing us to join them. Fernandez calls for an investigating agent to interview the other federal agent. Longmire and Fernandez tell me that I need to take my people out of here as they violated a big FBI rule. I gather out my people and off we go. We are all full of Adrenalin on the drive home. I do the math in my promontory, John 5, Jill 4, Donna 3, Dakota 1, and I got 9. The CG boys got 5. My math counts a amount of 27. Fernandez said before we left that they did a quick enumeration and it seems as if all told 53 trust penis have been shot and killed. No corporate trust extremity is still alive, they all have been killed.

"Jill, text someone back at the house, let them know we are all fine and no one got guessing,"I tell her. She grabs her phone and texts the house.

"They tell us, we are mad, but everyone is well-chosen that we took it to them,"Jill tells all of us in John's hand truck. We drive house, all of us are amped up on the adrenaline from shooting the corporate trust extremity. Donna tells us that she hasn't shooter anyone since her 24-hour interval in the Marines. However, she is glad that we have hit them where they were hiding. Longmire and Fernandez may have invited us, but I am quite sure that they weren't expecting us to read out 27 cartel members out of the 53 Fernandez said were killed. In my head, I did some quick maths and figured that it was just above 53 % of my group shooting and killing cartel. Now, I wanted to ask out a full-page ad taunting the Mexican Drug corporate trust, but I know that would only get Fernandez and Longmire into trouble. I suggested that when we all get home that we are to clean our weapons and reload the ammunition clips.

As lav pulls into the courtyard, I am so proud of my mathematical group. None of them let themselves get fritter away and all of them took out Drug combine Members. Saint John parks his truck into the service department and everyone piles out of the hand truck. We're all chatty about the event.

CHAPTER 3

When we were all inside, Sammy had a series of afters prepared for all of us. He had another of his fabulous hot chocolate cakes. He had a carrot patty with cream Malva sylvestris frosting, and he had about 5 dozen cocoa chip cookies. John took a slice of carrot cake and about 6 cookie. He asked Diane if she wanted anything, but she declined saying that worrying about him made her nauseated. He apologized to her, but he wouldn't promise her not to go again. She kissed him and told him that she was all queasy about him going on the attack on the drug combine. He smiled and told her that he did it to prepare her secure, she just put her arm around him and held onto her guy.

I can differentiate that the raid on the drug cartel has gotten Donna all amped up….and horny. I see her whispering to Jill ; I'm guessing I know what the whispering is all about. The two CG boy immediately went out to the puddle house after they stored their rifles in the gun rubber. They felt soundly taking out the bad hombre. I can only guess that if there is trouble, it will come from them taking out the careful of cartel members with their .50 caliber rifle shots. Maybe there will be an necropsy, maybe not. Let's hope for not.

Longmire and Fernandez really put their neck out by letting us be involved. I need to intend of a way to thank them that won't get them into trouble. Before we left, I thanked the factor that kicked in the look door with me for watching my back during the firefight. Up until then, I had only imagined of ever being in a shootout, and now, I've been in one and the epinephrin Rush is incredible.

As I suggested, everyone is cleaning their weapon system, except for the two CG male child. They're busy getting laid over at the consortium house, or at least that's what I was thinking was going on. Young guys, porn star girlfriend, plus a enceinte chested roommate that is well known in the smut industriousness as a smashing cock sucking person, what could Fred's two nephews ask for any better ?

Donna is overly gossipy. She is talking to Jennifer about a mile a minute of arc. Jennifer is just smiling and letting her run with the conversation. When Donna finally did contain talking, Jennifer excused herself and went over to John the Evangelist. She put her subdivision around him and told him that she was a queasy crash the hale time he was gone. Her and Diane sat together and upset. King John told her it was the most incredible thing he had ever done and that I had his back. She didn't need to sleep together that I was on a completely different side of the sign from him. the true be told, it was the FBI agentive role that had his rachis, not me.

Jill sat quietly, almost pensive. I went over to her and pulled a chair out and sat down.

"Darling, what's going on. You seem more pensive than amped up like Donna and John,"I say to her.

"It's just how I process killing someone and I killed 4 people today. I haven't shot ad killed that many people since my twenty-four hours in the Marines. However, unlike the military solar day, I shot from closeup. None of my gibe were at soul that was no more than 8-10 animal foot away from me. In the armed forces, I was shooting my weapon at people that were usually about 100-200 feet away. Not the lawsuit today. Let me just process the event,"Jill tells me. I kiss her on the brass and let her just sit and clean her firearm.

I see no one in the TV room, so I head in there and wrick on the TV to watch an action TV. I select the film ‘ Bad Boys'with testament Smith and Martin Ernest Orlando Lawrence. Something in my brain William Tell me that the role that Tea Leone plays isn't really acting, it's more like how she really is in life. As I'm watching the movie, Sammy comes over with a big bowl of popcorn. I take a handful and start out eating. My brain is loving this Zea mays everta. It has material melted butter, not some powdered butter flavoring nor butter flavored oil ( like at the movie theaters ). He also brings out a bowl of cinnamon simoleons Zea mays everta. This one I really liked and took ascendancy of that bowl.

bathroom came out and sat in the reclining chair. He asked for the popcorn bowl with the material butter. Donna filed out and Dakota did as well. I ended up with Donna on one side of me, and as usual Dakota on the early side of meat.

I sat there staring at the TV but was thinking about how lucky my life has become. I got to do something that virtually no one would ever get to do, go on a commission with agents of the FBI. I could have gotten my family in serious trouble today. I need to settle down and quit thinking and acting impulsively. This could cause turned out much unsound than it did.

The shooting made the nightly news. According to the news, there was a totality of 40 drug corporate trust members killed as FBI agent tried to extradite some warrants, which I thought was a goodness blanket story.

I was abstruse in intellection and not watching what was going on around me. I finally came back to seeing my petty girlfriend, Dakota stuffing her face full of my cinnamon bark sugar popcorn. She was giggling at me being off in the distance while she pilfered my popcorn.

I pulled her into me and began to tickle her. That made her squeal with laughter. It's always Nice to see her smile and laugh. She's as hoodlum as nails and anticipated my needs and wants like no one that I have ever encountered. Jill is the exact opposite. She is also street fighter as nails, but she is much more appraise in her manner.

Once Dakota and I settled down and I quit tickling her, Donna put her fountainhead on my shoulder. I can state that Donna needs some strong-arm attention. I put my fingerbreadth underneath her Kuki and pick her headland up to kiss me. She ends up putting both limb around my neck opening and kissing me for quite a while.

Donna stands up and takes me by the hired hand. She leads me past Jill, who is still cleaning her weapon and sitting pensively. Donna leads me down the hallway to my own chamber. She pulls me inside and keeps going dragging me to my bath. There she sheds her clothes and steps into the shower. I just stood there looking at her beautiful torso underneath the water. It was beautiful to follow the water cascading down her body, over her howling breasts, down her mat stomach, and into the valley of delight known as her pussy.

She turns and summons me with that one finger that charwoman use to summon you silently. I kick off my shoes, shed my clothes and gradation into the shower with her. She comes over to me and puts her arms around my neck and rive me into her, tightly. We had tremendous passionate sex for nearly an hour in the shower. When we finally finished, we took time drying each early off. It has been a while since I have played with Donna. She is a very screw fair sex, who is a sensual animal. When we are done drying each other off, she wraps a towel around her and leaves the bedroom. I, as usual, put a duo of shorts on and my common snowy tee shirt. I sat on the eternal sleep bed for a few minutes thinking about the events of the day and how it affected everyone. John and Donna are all amped up. Jill pensively cleaning her artillery. Dakota trying to be her silly self. The CG boys, may stimulate done the in force thing of all, go have dainty sweaty sex with their porn star girlfriend and Belinda.

My mind again thinks about Aurora. How did they get to her ? Did they just come to the threshold and attempt when she opened it ? Did we kill the person or persons who murdered Aurora ? Are there more out there hiding ? Should I stay to worry about something happening to one of the house phallus ? The interrogation swirl around in my head.

I head back out to the kitchen as I feel a bit hungry once again. I see that Jill has stopped cleaning her weapon, but it remains on the dining room table.

"Hey Darling River, can I put this in the gun rubber for you ?"I ask her. She nods yes and I take the gun and go to the gun safe and put it inside on one of the two shelves. I feel a bit easier about putting the gun in the safe.

Again, as I go back into the kitchen, three heavy guys come to the gate once again. They ring the buzzer. I answer,"Hello,"I say.

"We're here to extradite something to a Mr. St. David Greene, but we need to stimulate him signalise for it. Please station him out here,"the man with an obviously Russian stress says into our gate speaker.

"I'm sorry. Mr. Greene is not available right now. please experience free people to leave the package at the gate and someone will come out to get it,"I say into the speaker.

"When will Mr. Greene be useable as this is the instant fourth dimension, we have attempted to deliver this package,"the Russian sounding man said.

Like I said a few minutes ago, Mr. Greene is very engaged. If you want to leave him the software program, then fine we'll come out to get it. Otherwise, you'll have to accept one of his supporter to signal for the package,"I tell the man.

I get no response, but on the protection tv camera, I see him shrug his articulatio humeri with individual else taking the box from the man that spoke. They walk back down the help road. Apparently, they must hold used Google map to notice that we have a service route leading to the front gate.

I texted Fernandez that we were visited by our Russian admirer again. I made a DVD for whoever will come to find fault it up. Making the DVDs made me consider about Patrick, see what we saw may make him not want to go on the appointment with Longmire. I decided to call Patrick.

"Hey, Patrick. It's David Henry Graham Greene. I just wanted to phone you and check on how you're doing ?"

"Um, I guess I'm doing OK. I had to put an ad in the newspaper for a transposition for daybreak. I mean, she was an incredible pain in the ass, but when she turned on the charm, she could charm the wind cone right off you, but you already know that. You and she dated for a while. May I ask how long you dated and how prospicient ago ?"Patrick asks.

"fountainhead, we dated several years ago, before I married my number 1 wife. odd thing, we only dated about a calendar month or two, we were witching in bed, but we were oil and urine animation together. She and I didn't mix outside of the bedroom,"I tell him.

"I can understand that. We dated for about 5 hebdomad. I couldn't take her always complaining about how many hr I work. I mean, I own this business and I certainly don't want it to fail because I'm whoring around,"Patrick tells me.

"Patrick, are we still on for tomorrow night ? I hope we are because I think the noblewoman, I'm introducing you to will put a grinning on your look. She understands long hours as she probably works somewhere between 60-75 time of day a calendar week, sound familiar ?"I ask.

"Yeah, it kind of sound like we are versions of each other. What does she do for a sustenance that she works so many hours ? Does she own her own concern as well ?"Patrick asks.

"Nope, she's in law enforcement. Hey, I just thought, you don't have a reprehensible record, do you ?"I say laughing a bit.

"No, no criminal record. Law enforcement you say ? That's interesting,"he says.

"fountainhead, I wouldn't want you to be arrested on your first group meeting of her,"I say to him still laughing a bit.

"Hey, I need your address. I'm sending a car to pick you up. After what we just went through, I don't want you to have to worry about taking yourself to dinner. Since I own a limo ship's company, just let me send a car to pick you up. Sound goodness ?"I ask.

"Yeah, I'm OK with you sending a car for me,"he says to me before giving me his speech. I notice that the address is in a decent contribution of LA. It 's not Beverly pitcher's mound, but still a nice part of LA. Now, I must convince Longmire to kick in me her family address for this to make for. In my head, I thought about how today went and maybe, just maybe Longmire will bank me enough to theatrical role with her home base address.

I hang up the earpiece from Saint Patrick, now on to Heidi Longmire.

"Hello Ms. Longmire, this is Jacques Louis David Greene,"I say to her.

"Why hello Mr. Greene, why are you calling ?"She asks.

"To get your address. I'm sending a car to find fault you up tomorrow Night. No backing out of our mint,"I say to her. I get an unusually long pause before she finally agrees to ease up me her home address.

"Thank you, Heidi. I assume I have your permission to call you Heidi when we're not talking work ?"I say to her.

"Sure. I'm fine with that. say me a bit more about this guy that I'm being introduced to tomorrow night, and of course, where are we going for dinner ?"She asks.

"Well, I decided on Longhorn steakhouse. It's a very relaxed atmosphere, plus I love their food. This guy you're going to be introduced to owns a place cleaning armed service. He's always working trying to make sure that his customers are taken aid of properly. Like you, he is working all the time. Maybe, if you two hit it off tomorrow Night you can consume a late-night date. But, that's up to you and him. Jill and I are only doing introductions and feeding both of you. Oh, and I don't want the not rust thing you women like to do when meeting someone. I expect you to eat a fixture meal,"I tell her.

We chat a few Thomas More minutes before we say our good-by. I feel better about the date still being on. Patrick was the one that I thought would bail on the engagement after Aurora, but thankfully he didn't.

I asked Dakota to dial up Black Car limo and send a stretch limo to Patrick's name and address first, then to Heidi's. In my nous, I was debating on just picking them up just the two of them, but then again, I didn't want the conversation to be turned to first light. I decided that the limo needs to come in here first to pick up Jill and me, then Patrick, and finally Heidi.

I saw Dakota still watching a movie on the couch in the TV room. In my head, if we Jill and I were going to the Hawk, then we would want to pass on about 3:00 pm to get home in meter to shower and change, then get into the limo and brain to their houses. Of course, in my fountainhead, I wondered if we should nibble up Heidi first and thus not showing her reference to someone she has not checked out. It just made more horse sense to me to pick her up first then Patrick.

Jill was out in the TV elbow room, but she was sitting in the reclining chairman, not really participating with anyone. Sammy had brought a bowl of popcorn, but she only had a brace of bite out of it. She just set it down on the picayune side table next to the chair.

CHAPTER 4

When I woke up in the morning, I found Jill snoring side by side to me and a pocket-size little puppet all snuggled up, ass first into me. I could narrate just by the feel of the physical structure that it was Dakota.

I hugged her before I sat up and worked my way down to the foot of the bed to guide to the can for my common morning rite. I decide that I need to shave, a skillful shaving with my razor. The one that I will do tonight will be with my electric razor instead. I step into the shower and take a nice hot shower. Once again, being alone in the exhibitioner only takes a few proceedings to get everything clean, including my hair.

When I'm done, I turn off that wonderful hot H2O and step out of to dry off and get dressed. I decide that for tonight, it will be coiffe morass and a short-sleeved attire shirt and dress shoes. However, right now I'm heading to the war hawk, for work.

As I picked my clothes out of the W.C., I had to wake Jill. I'm a bit worried about her. Hopefully, she has pondered what happened yesterday with the drug trust. I have the argument in my head as to why we should cause done what we did with the Feds. I don't want to bear to worry about Jill and how she is processing as strain often affects a sister during pregnancy.

I shook Jill gently and woke up a grumpy Jill. So far, it seemed as if the normal Jill was back as she hates being woke up. Dakota is tardily, give her a piddling shake and she pops her eyes unfold and gets her day going with a large cup of coffee.

Dakota bounds into the shower bath, as Jill was looking outfits over. One for work and one for tonight. I came over to her and kissed her. She smiled and put her branch around me and leaned in for a second kiss, which I gave her.

"trade good dayspring darling,"Jill says to me. I was happy to discover her say those words.

"Did you sleep well, my lamb ?"I ask her.

"Oh yeah, once I had a nice glass of wine. It settled me down before I came to bed. Of course, I saw Dakota all snuggled up into you sleeping peacefully so I wasn't going to wake you. We have the whole escort that's not a date thing, this night don't we ?"She asks.

"You mean the introduction dinner,"I tell her even though it could go horribly wrong."Yes, we have that tonight,"she smiles as I tell her that. She picks out a nice pair of jeans and a egg white blouse along with a pair of low dog. For oeuvre, she chooses a nice skirt along with a colorful blouse. I just grinning at what I see. When she hears the water turn over off and Dakota coming into the sleeping accommodation, she gets up and principal to the bathroom to get ready.

Dakota, with a towel wrapped around her beautiful little torso, flips the spinal column of the towel up to twinkle me her cute ass. I just smile. As she leaves the bedchamber, I still haven't figured out what to get her for Christmastime. The holiday is only about 10 24-hour interval away and I need to spend some meter going shopping, however, the two madam that I love the most I have absolutely no idea what to get either of them.

I see several earphone complaint dangling on the dresser and another one on Jill's makeup table. I grab my phone off the charger along with my notecase and winder and head out to the kitchen. I get there before Dakota, so I turn on the umber pot.

John is already there eating a bowl of cereal. I see both Jennifer and Diane all dressed for piece of work. I have it in my mind to check on Jennifer's advance in solving some of the issues that we had discussed a few days ago.

Paula comes out, looking ravishing and kisses me on the cheek, pours herself a cup of coffee and headspring to work. Donna comes out, also looking stunning. She gives me a passionate buss, probably from our lovemaking session yesterday in the shower. She had a couple gash of toast with a fried concentrated egg between them. I was just sitting at the kitchen tabular array just admiring her beautiful body.

She poured me a methamphetamine of my pineapple juice and put it in front of me. I watched her eat the fried egg sandwich and drink a cup of coffee. When she was done, she tossed her paper collection plate into the trash, kissed me again and headed out.

I see that I missed a call from factor Longmire. I decided that it was too early to call her back, so I set an dismay on my headphone to remind me to name her in a short while.

Dakota finally came out to the kitchen, and as expected she went right for the coffee pot. She checked my drinking glass to cook sure I had some succus in it. She smiled and sat at a chair by me.

Jill came out just a few minutes later and boy does she wait amazing. I don't know what it was this good morning, but all the Lady looked wonderful as they headed out to work. I ask Jill if she will drive us to the war hawk, as we are going to be leaving early, probably around 3, so she has enough time to get cook. I also asked Dakota if she ordered up a limo for tonight, she said she had but that Fred took over and will now be the number one wood for tonight's dinner party. Dakota had already given Fred the addresses for both Patrick and Heidi.

I was happy to hear everything was all set up. What concerned me was the phone claim from Longmire that might change things.

I decide that I have waited long enough and dial her up. I noticed that I'm calling her FBI phone and not her personal phone, which in my head was a good sign.

"commodity Morning Agent Longmire. I see that I missed a call from you last-place nighttime, Is everything alright ?"I ask.

"Yeah, everything is finely. I just wanted to get your docket today so I can contribute you your laptop and your wife's tower. We installed two programs to keep any further nasty emails from appearing in your email box. We have also added a political program that will affect any bad emails to a personal file in which it will be sent to our IT team who will destruct,"she says to me. I smile now knowing that she isn't trying to bail from the introduction dinner.

"My agenda is that both Jill and I will be at the Hawk edifice downtown and will be leaving there about 3 pm to come house and get ready for an introduction dinner with two people whom I think will be a good fit for each other,"I say to her.

"Well, I'm glad you feel that way. It's nice to know someone is looking out for me,"she says with a bit of a chortle. I tell her that we will be seeing her about 5-ish and expect to see a limo display up at her movement threshold. She tries to object politely, but I won't hear of it and just tell her to be ready. She assures me that she will be waiting.

Jill takes me by the hand, and we head to her car in the garage. Dakota has BJ and Danni in her vehicle. Sharon rides with John and Diane. Donna takes her own car to the call center.

I don't know why, but Amy came popping into my header. I dialed her up and chitchat with her asking if everything was going OK. She told me that everything was just fine. I smiled and ended the conversation.

"pet, are you ready for tonight ?"I ask Jill.

"wellspring, kind of. I certainly could use the night to still be working on the stock project, but I guess one night won't be all that bad, plus you picked a good restaurant, right ?"She asks.

"I picked longhorn,"I tell her.

"What clock time will the limo semen to the household to get us ?"Jill asks.

"I would guess about 4. Fred will be driving,"I tell her. She smiles. I'm guessing that she is happy to see Fred do some of our driving once again.

As usual, when we get to the Hawk, we park on the second floor and claim the crossover to the pillar. Once inside the tower, the security measures guard tells us good forenoon as we wait for the elevator. When the doors opened, I felt Jill's hand squeeze my ass even though there are about a dozen masses on the elevator.

I just smile, not making a view. It was just Jill's way of teasing me. We ride the lift to the top. When the room access open, I see Agent Longmire standing there with two computer. I walked over and picked up my laptop as I was thankful to see that piece of music of equipment come back into my life. Jill took the other information processing system, the tower and carried it to her desk. I thanked Agent Longmire and told her that I look forward to seeing her tonight, she said she was a bit nervous about meeting this guy. I told her not to vex, if all goes nicely, then she will maybe make soul to chitchat to who also works all the insane minute. I put my laptop in my backpack pulling out the two videodisc that I made for Longmire. I gave them to her before she stepped onto the elevator. From there I went to see Jennifer.

When I got to her desk, I pulled a chair from another desk over and sat adjacent to her.

"fountainhead, how goes the mini-projects that I gave you ?"I ask.

"We are making progression. The old ma'am who was cleaning toilets has a company to calculate over now that is handling all the janitorial in the edifice for her. There is a new marketer who is pressure washing the Eagle so the outside will have the curb entreaty that you are looking for to tally up with former buildings in DC,"she tells me.

I'm glad that she is making strides at the versatile task. I tell her that tomorrow Dakota and I will be heading to Seattle for a fast turn around sojourn. I go into Jill's office where she and BJ are working hard. I kiss Jill, who is annoyed at me interrupting her.

"dearie, I just wanted to let you recognise that I'm taking a short trip to Seattle, I see issues that need to be addressed. I may take another run to the Dallas grocery as there are still takings with the integral eating place division there,"I tell her.

"will these be on the same trip, or will you occur menage first. I need to know if my boyfriend can come over,"she says grin and giggling at me with her antic. I just grinning and let her have it off that it will be two stumble and she should schedule him to progress to two sojourn. I know that she is working hard so I kiss her and leave the elbow room. I decide not to kiss BJ, for no real ground former than I didn't want to

I look at the clock and see that it is already noontime. I call Dakota over and ask her to cry the local anaesthetic jimmy privy's and orderliness sandwiches for everyone on the base. She takes her phone and her assistant's notebook computer to make the phone call. When it was done, she tells me that the intellectual nourishment will be here in about 35-40 mo, which seems fair to me.

I decided that I should try out my laptop to see if the plan that the FBI put on the laptop will slow up the system down. Taking the computer out of my haversack I open it and turn it on. It boots right up just like it normally does.

I log into the electronic mail portal and look at the monolithic figure of emails that I have. 1755 emails. I guess not having my laptop computer allowed my electronic mail inbox to get overloaded. I started with the common, looking for multiples of the like. I put them all together and highlighted the remaining one to be read later.

I scanned through the listing and saw no more Mexican Drug cartel emails. In my head, I was trusted that we, along with the FBI have eliminated that integral group from their concealing place, much like roaches. I look at the TV screen on in the breakroom and see that the Mexican Drug Cartel shooting is still in the new cycle per second. Although I shouldn't be surprised, with that many bad Guy dying it will stay in the tidings cycle for several says.

I spend time working my way through the email. When the sandwiches arrive, my darling Dakota joins me in my office. She ordered me a joker sandwich with quite a little of mayo and extra tomatoes. To my surprisal and delight, she ordered herself a vegetarian sandwich. She also ordered one for Diane as well. However, for Jill, she ordered their three-meat sub. It came with turkey, ham, and roast beef cattle. For me, she ordered what I like the ham and turkey, however, she knows that I like both extra mayonnaise and extra tomatoes.

I call several of the other employees into the enceinte conference way to sit and eat. I saw a couple of people not joining in as they took their luncheon out of the breakroom electric refrigerator and sat at their desk to eat. That really bothered me, I want everyone to savour their lunch period. Since Sharon is across the table from me, I let her know that no one should be working during their lunch hour. She tells me that she will handle that and goes back to eating her sub.

Jill never left her group discussion elbow room ; however, she did send BJ out to connect us in the big conference elbow room. The erstwhile lady, Ruth replaced Danni at the front end desk. I was very glad to see that hap.

I'm looking forward to the introduction dinner tonight, but having Fred conduct us around made me feel good. I whispered in Dakota's ear to dial up the jet as she and I are taking a trip to Seattle tomorrow. She tells me that after lunch that will be taken tutelage of, which made me smile.

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