The Chauffeur ( # 43 ) Fighting Back

BY PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

Waking up with a review Jill was a delightful way to afford my eyes. For the first tie in a long while, Dakota did not sleep in my bed. I got up and headed towards the toilet for my morning ritual. I shaved and I showered.

Once I was through, I went back out to the bedroom where my darling married woman was still sleeping. I put on wearing apparel to head towards the mortarboard today as my 24 minute of staying at the Chateau is now over.

I unplug my earphone, grab my wallet and keys and a pair of horseshoe and windsock. I quietly leave the sleeping accommodation and head towards the kitchen. Once I'm in the kitchen, Dakota and John are already there. John, of course, is eating a bowlful of cereal. Dakota, my dearie, is sitting quietly having a cup of coffee.

Bobby and Sammy ask if I want egg or something else for breakfast. I agree egg sound good. They begin to make me various scrambled testicle with Baron Verulam and some fried potatoes. privy finishes his bowl of grain and asks for some ball as well.

Both john and Dakota are dressed for body of work. Slowly, people file out into the kitchen area. I hear what sounds ilk rain. I look out the front Windows and see that it is pouring hard. I think to myself ; do I manoeuver to puzzle out today or stay here at the Chateau ? My mind leans towards heading to the Hawk.

Over the next half hour or so, people come out to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy offer them breakfast. nearly of them take the offer. I check the time and head back down to the bedchamber to work sure enough she is awake and beginning to get ready for body of work. When I open the bedroom door, there sits my gorgeous wife doing her hair at her composition table. I sneak up behind her and kiss her from behind. She moans as I put my weapon around her from seat.

I kiss her again and head up back out towards the kitchen once again. I realize that I still don't have my laptop, nor does Jill have her column. I think about using information processing system at the role.

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 Roger Bacon from the chefs.

"Hey guy rope, could we give a nice porc joint for dinner tonight ? Maybe fresh made mashed potatoes and either some Daucus carota sativa or greenness beans along with one of your delicious Caesar salads. Is that possible ?"I ask.

"No David, we don't make anything like that. Maybe we will have some burgers from Red Old World robin 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 produce sure that we are rotating a couple of the citizenry from the mortarboard to see to it that Danni gets a lunchtime.

Noticing the time once again, I suggest that we should lead off heading towards the vehicles in the service department and drive to work. Paula and Donna both get into their vehicles. John unlocks the garage doors by removing the snap ring from the track.

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

We are all driving carefully as we haven't had hard pelting 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 war hawk, we all find a parking billet on the second floor. Once parked, we walk across the walkway into the construction. We all say hello/good morning to the security department guard and get on the lift to head up to the top floor.

Once I am there, we all get off the lift. 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 ingest room to spread out their paperwork. We all begin to dig into our jobs. I open my computer to find out the work emails once again. As I scan the electronic mail, I don't see any threatening emails this prison term. I check with Jill and she doesn't have any suspicious emails either.

I begin my usual sorting of e-mail. I scan them and feel one from Rob, the IT guy. He discusses things that his group think penury to be addressed regarding our computer scheme. He suggests that we put some new server into gambol. He also suggests that we upgrade directly from Microsoft the security measure computer program to protect our company. His business hypnotism make a whole lot of sense and I give him the go-ahead to score the changes. However, I ask if we should keep his group on staff, so he isn't overloaded with task. I figure that I'll get a answer either later today or tomorrow.

I begin to go through the ‘ read-only'electronic mail, reading and deleting them. I hear Jill swear a bit coming from her group discussion room. BJ is apologizing and heading to the printer to get whatever Jill sent there. In my principal, it seems as if BJ is doing quite well for Jill.

As I get back to my desk, I see the clock on my estimator state me that it is nearly 11 am. I think to myself that we probably need to order lunch to be delivered since it is still raining. As I'm looking over the eating place carte's online, Danni comes to my federal agency door and secern me that there is someone here who would like to verbalize to me. I get up and watch her back to the reception area. As I approach the area, I see a Los Angeles Policeman.

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

"Yes, sir. I'm ship's officer James Tennessee Williams. I need you to add up with me,"he tells me. I'm completely lost."Let me get my assistant,"I tell him. He lets me know 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 officer Williams. She assures me that she will let both of them know.

Officer Sir Bernard Williams and I head down to the second story. We take the crossover to the parking service department. I say hello again to the security safeguard as we head over to the garage. Once I'm in the service department, I see his squad car. He unlocks it and we both get into the front seats. He turns his computer on its side of meat and slides it down towards the floor. I strap into the seat belt and off we head.

"officer Hiram Williams, where are we headed ?"I ask.

"To a offence picture Mr. Henry Graham Greene. Your presence is requested by our Detectives,"he tells me. I'm at a total loss. However, as we head across town, the letter that I passed along to Agent Longmire comes to my mind. Did the Mexican Drug Cartel get to someone that I know ? I'm not 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 forepart of the house. We both get out and channelise up to the face door. I meet Detective James. He tells me that he requested me to come to this crime scene.

Detective James carefully takes me inside the house. I take a twain of steps inside and stop. The living room is covered with blood everywhere. There is blood atomizer on the far bulwark, there is blood on the living room put and all over the coffee berry table with a large pool of descent at the understructure of the soul who is underneath the sheet.

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

"About 12 hour. I'm assuming that you know who is underneath the canvas,"the Detective says to me.

He takes a corner of the tabloid and pulls it back. I'm stunned, so much so, I head outside to sick my bowel out. I lean over the rail on the nominal head step to disgorge into the planter next to the front steps.

Detective Williams stands behind me watching me puke my guts out. I have never seen anything so red ever before in my stallion life."This is an old girlfriend who left my planetary house yesterday. We had a fight. I asked her to bequeath. My assistant called a cab to bring her plate. Are there any spectator ?"I ask.

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

"Yes. It's break of day. Her party just started working for me cleaning my sign of the zodiac. Has anyone contacted her Bos, St. Patrick ?"I ask.

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

"Detective, have you been in middleman with factor Longmire of the FBI ? She has been chasing a Mexican Drug corporate trust who has been threatening to polish off someone that I know. I gave her a DVD of my family for the by 24 hours yesterday. I also gave her a letter that I received threatening to do this,"I tell him. He pulls out his little notepad and begins to make up bill. He asks me for middleman info for broker Longmire. I call up her contact info on my prison cell telephone set and handwriting the telephone to the detective.

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

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

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

"Is it morning ?"he asks.

"Yes, it is. You don't want to go inside. It's possibly the most violent matter 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 shakes his head telling me that it's not my fault. She should give been condom inside her own abode, which obviously she wasn't.

We both just sit on the steps staring out to the street and the act of police cars that are parked there. I see a newsworthiness van take out up and get out with a cameraman and a newsperson. The uniformed police stop them at the street and commence answering their questions. I see the cameraman do a sweep oar of the strawman of the house. I bow my point and look down at the priming coat. St. Patrick gets up and fountainhead towards the newsworthiness reporters asking them to block taking pictures of his friend who was murdered. The reporter tried to ask several questions only for Patrick to reverse and walk away from them.

St. Patrick comes back over to me and sits down adjacent to me on the steps."You were saying that you believe that you caused this to happen to dayspring. What makes you believe that ?"he asks me.

"I received a alphabetic character yesterday threatening my group that someone I know will be murdered. I never in my wildest dreams believed it would be Aurora,"I tell him

"David, you're not to blame. Whoever did this is the person to charge,"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 things are.

The investigator spends another twosome of hours asking both Patrick and me interrogative sentence. We answered all of his questions. However, before the Detective let us go, Agent Longmire showed up. She spent various minutes chatting with the investigator. Once they finished their conversation, she came over to see me and Patrick.

"Patrick, this is Agent Longmire. Agent, this is Patrick. This is the individual that I was asking both of you to come up with my wife and me to dinner,"I tell both.

"Mr. St. Patrick, I'm sorry that we met under these circumstances. Also, I'm sorry for your red,"she tells him. She flips open her notepad and begins asking me questions. I, of course, want her to receive these scum-bags and take them out of the picture. She keeps her calm but continues to ask me questions. Once she is finished asking questions, 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 full stop 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 tiffin, she agreed. I directed her to the squeamish Italian place that Fred introduced us to.

When agentive role Longmire and I went inside, the owner came right over and asked if Fred and the remainder of my chemical group would be joining us. I let him get it on that it would just be the two of us. He hugged factor Longmire, which I believe that she was completely surprised by that.

He sat us at a table and brought over the common field goal of garlic simoleons."Jacques Louis David, how did you know that I love Allium sativum bread ?"the factor asks me.

"Um, I didn't. They have nifty ail lucre here and the owner brings a field goal of it over to my table all the time,"I tell her.

We had a Nice meal. agent Longmire ordered wimp Parmesan on a bed of spaghetti dome. I offered to society her a field glass of Chianti, but she declined saying that she was working. She ordered a glass of dieting coke instead. I ordered my usual, spaghetti with meat sauce and a duet of meatballs. We sat and had a delicious dejeuner. When it was all over, I paid the lunch bill, but agentive role Longmire tried to seize 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 fine-looking 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 dissuade her from wanting to go out with Patrick.

As we finished our meal, we headed towards the front door to result. Oddly enough, Agent Longmire clutched my cubital joint as we left. This made me feel much better about her.

It was about 20 minutes to get me back to the war hawk. She dropped me off at the front door, street level and wished me a adept rest of the day. I went inside and up to the top via the elevator. 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 break of day has been murdered. several of the gentlewoman, 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 multitude turning off their calculator and putting on their raincoats.

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

As everyone finished up, the group of people by the lift 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 send the lift car back up for me and Dakota.

She took my hired hand and silently held it as we waited for the lift to give. 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.

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

"Agent Longmire and I went to Fred's Italian restaurant,"I tell her.

"agent Longmire, eh ? Should we expect her to show up at the house tonight for some playtime ?"Dakota asks but is smiling the whole time.

"No smarty-pants. We just had tiffin. However, I saw something that caused me to purge my guts out. The Mexican Drug Cartel got to Aurora. They murdered her very violently. There was blood everywhere. I've never seen so much blood in my entire life. It was atrocious,"I say to her. She knows that I'm quite rattled about Aurora. She doesn't say a discussion, she just stands there next to me, holding my hand. When the elevator threshold dings and opens we both step on and ride it down to the 2nd floor.

At the indorsement floor, we get off and admit the crossing 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 head back towards the Chateau. It is still raining, something that we haven't seen much of in southern Calif. 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 redbreast burgers were waiting for me to get to the sign. Then she texted back that she was just kidding me. I sent her a LOL as Dakota was driving through this weirdo atmospheric condition. Clearly, people had forgotten how to labour in the rain as we had several people run traffic lights and slide into the intersection point. Which caused me to tighten my seatbelt.

All I could think about was the horrible tantrum of Aurora's torso underneath that piece of paper. What I remember seeing was her throat cut from ear to ear. several poke wounds and a bullet hole in her forehead with the rake covering her case. It just kept haunting me.

In my head, I couldn't think of how to make whoever did this pay. When we pull into the courtyard, I begin to formulate a plan on fighting back against our ‘ friends'the Mexican Drug Cartel.

As Dakota pulls into the garage, I see Gospel According to John's motortruck 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 response from BJ that they are about 5 transactions away. As we pull into the garage, I just sit in the straw man seat thinking about dawn. I want to fight back, but I'm not sure just how to approach it. Dakota puts her hand on my left over articulatio genus, 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 murder of Aurora. Let the press push the police and the detective to speak to Aurora's death. As I hear the garage door open up and see Jill's car enter the garage, I decide to get out of Dakota's car and heading inside. I stand by the room access to the house and delay for Jill to unite me.

Once we are all gathered in the garage, I hold the door candid for all the ma'am. Each one gives me a osculation as they go inside.

We all end up in the kitchen, Bobby tells me that dinner will be fix in about 15 hour, so if I wanted to take a quick shower bath, I had sufficiency time to do so. I think about it for a moment but decide not to go take a shower.

My phone bombination. It's agentive role Longmire.

"Hello agent, why are you giving me a phone call ? Are you asking if you can come over for dinner ?"I ask chuckling a bit.

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

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

"How about tomorrow dark, both St. Patrick and I seem to have an opening on our schedule. Where should we meet 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 pluck you up,"I tell her.

"Oh, you don't have to do that. I'll be happy 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 war hawk to lend me both my laptop and Jill's tower. I thank her and we end the headphone call.

The chefs have dinner ready. John makes a scale for Diane, that included some salad. He also made himself a photographic plate.

As everyone has a home base of intellectual nourishment in front of them, I stand to assure what has gone on today with the police.

"OK, everyone, may I have got your aid for just a pair of instant. John, will you please go get the pool house group ?"I ask.

Gospel According to John gets up and heads out to the pool house. He knocks on the door and brings them into the sign. They come inside and cause themselves a dinner home. I send Dakota to get Mom and Fred.

When they come out to the dining room, I decide that I need to let everyone have it off what happened today.

"I need to enjoin everyone what the Police picked me up for today. They took me to Aurora's home. I found her polish off. Her throat was slit from ear to ear. She had multiple jab lesion all over her consistency plus she had one single gunshot wound in the center of her brow. There was blood line everywhere. I have never seen such a gruesome place. It made me go alfresco and regurgitate my guts out. I now know whom they went after, individual that I mistakenly kicked out of our house yesterday,"

"What do we do then ?"Jennifer asks.

"I don't know. But I do recognise that we need to look out each other's vertebral column. If you have a carry permit, please weary your weapon. If you don't have a carry license, then please stay with person who does birth one. I don't want anyone here hurt, am I enlighten about this ?"I ask.

I hear respective yeses. I care for all my grouping and haven't decided how to fight back. This drug corporate trust needs an ass-kicking. I decide to put a song into Special Agent Fernandez.

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

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

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

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

"Then here's what we're going to do. I have it on unspoilt information, that we know where their main hideout is located. They also have about a XII smaller situation that they stock weapons and mass to press. deal to go after them ?"Fernandez asks me.

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

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

I tap john, Dakota, Jill, Donna, and both the CG boys. I tell the boy to get their rifles, as they will be helping us bring down some of the Mexican Drug combine. I explain that they will be taking key positions to have the back of the group. I explain that they need to add scads of their .50 caliber ammunition. They should also bring their scopes. I expect them to pack a position that is high-pitched and capable to hurt them when we are attacked, which we will be.

I put tactical vest on the rest of the others. Everyone going has multiple ammunition clipping. Just as expected, Fernandez shows up with a large melanize Chevy Suburban. John follows with his truck and both CG boys. We drive across township and see up with about 40 FBI agents. I pick out a rooftop and send off the CG boys to the rooftop to hold a sniper's position.

As they climb the international steel blast ladder, they reach the rooftop in just a pair of moment. They focus their orbit and lay out respective clips of ammunition. They text that they are ready to do some damage.

John and Donna look at a situation at their slope entree. Jill, Dakota and I take a position at their front door. About 20 agent are with us at the front end door, another 10 factor are with King John at the side threshold, and the residual of the agent along with Agent Longmire take a position at the spine door. especial factor Fernandez calls on his headset.

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

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

Several agents kick in the cover door. Lots of gunfire there, a span of agents go down. Jill works her way to the agents coming through the back door. She is firing at everything that moves that is not in tactical gear. I am also firing hitting everything that is moving. As one magazine empties, I load another taking aim at anyone moving. The agentive role that entered the front door with me are taking drug cartel penis out with precision. I'm sure that the gunfight can be heard in the neighborhood. I have hit and killed 9 cartel extremity all of whom were firing at myself and the FBI federal agent. No one was unarm that we shot at.

The entirely process takes about 20 minutes. We have shot and killed nearly 50 drug cartel people, all of whom have fired their arm at us. As I check with Fernandez and Longmire, only two FBI agents were hit, neither of them seriously. John said he killed 5 drug corporate trust guy cable. Jill took 4 down, killing all four. Dakota got the only one that snuck out the side doorway. He took a pellet at her and she put a round between his eyes. Donna says she only got 3 drug trust guys, but she said that the agents around her took down about a twelve guys, making them dead, not wounded.

There is a car full of trust member trying to lam. Both CG son take several injection at them and subscribe out all 5 guy 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 master snipers.

I check with Longmire and Fernandez. Both are just very well. 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 agentive role to audience the early agentive role. Longmire and Fernandez order me that I need to take away my masses out of here as they violated a big FBI rule. I gather out my people and off we go. We are all wide-cut of adrenaline on the cause home. I do the math in my head, trick 5, Jill 4, Donna 3, Dakota 1, and I got 9. The CG boys got 5. My math counts a total of 27. Fernandez said before we left that they did a quick count and it seems as if all told 53 combine member have been shot and killed. No trust appendage 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 shot,"I tell her. She grabs her phone and texts the house.

"They tell us, we are mad, but everyone is happy that we took it to them,"Jill tells all of us in John's truck. We drive dwelling house, all of us are amped up on the epinephrin from shooting the cartel appendage. Donna tells us that she hasn't gibe anyone since her days 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 as shooting that they weren't expecting us to take out 27 combine members out of the 53 Fernandez said were killed. In my head, I did some quick math and figured that it was just above 53 % of my grouping shooting and killing cartel. Now, I wanted to occupy out a full-page ad taunting the Mexican Drug trust, but I know that would only get Fernandez and Longmire into bother. I suggested that when we all get home that we are to strip our weapon system and reload the ammo clips.

As john pulls into the courtyard, I am so lofty of my chemical group. None of them let themselves get shot and all of them took out Drug Cartel member. John parks his motortruck into the garage and everyone piles out of the motortruck. We're all chatty about the effect.

CHAPTER 3

When we were all inside, Sammy had a series of afters prepared for all of us. He had another of his fabulous umber cake. He had a carrot bar with cream cheese frosting, and he had about 5 dozen chocolate chip biscuit. St. John the Apostle took a gash of carrot cake and about 6 biscuit. 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 hope her not to go again. She kissed him and told him that she was all uneasy about him going on the attack on the drug trust. He smiled and told her that he did it to earn her safe, she just put her arms around him and held onto her guy.

I can tell that the raid on the drug trust has gotten Donna all amped up….and horny. I see her whispering to Jill ; I'm shot I know what the whispering is all about. The two CG boys immediately went out to the pool mansion after they stored their rifles in the gun safe. They felt ripe taking out the bad guys. I can only gauge that if there is problem, it will total from them taking out the careful of cartel member with their .50 caliber rifle injection. Maybe there will be an autopsy, maybe not. Let's promise for not.

Longmire and Fernandez really put their cervix out by letting us be involved. I need to think of a way to give thanks them that won't get them into trouble. Before we left, I thanked the agents that kicked in the strawman door with me for watching my spinal column during the firefight. Up until then, I had only imagined of ever being in a gunfight, and now, I've been in one and the Adrenalin rush is incredible.

As I suggested, everyone is cleaning their artillery, except for the two CG male child. They're engaged getting laid over at the pool theatre, or at least that's what I was thinking was going on. Edward Young guy wire, porno whizz lady friend, plus a heavy chested roommate that is well known in the pornography industry as a great blowjob person, what could Fred's two nephews ask for any better ?

Donna is overly talkative. 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 stop talking, Jennifer excused herself and went over to John. She put her arms around him and told him that she was a nervous wreck the whole clip he was gone. Her and Diane sat together and worried. John told her it was the most incredible matter he had ever done and that I had his back. She didn't need to bonk that I was on a completely dissimilar side of the household from him. Truth be told, it was the FBI agents that had his back, 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 wistful than amped up like Donna and toilet,"I say to her.

"It's just how I process killing person and I killed 4 people today. I haven't scene ad killed that many people since my Clarence Shepard Day Jr. in the shipboard soldier. However, unlike the military days, I shot from closeup. None of my guesswork were at someone that was no Sir Thomas More than 8-10 foot away from me. In the armed forces, I was shooting my arm at people that were usually about 100-200 feet away. Not the case today. Let me just process the upshot,"Jill tells me. I kiss her on the cheek and let her just sit and clean her firearm.

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

St. John the Apostle came out and sat in the reclining chair. He asked for the Zea mays everta sports stadium with the real butter. Donna filed out and Dakota did as well. I ended up with Donna on one incline of me, and as usual Dakota on the early side.

I sat there staring at the TV but was thinking about how lucky my life history has become. I got to do something that virtually no one would ever get to do, go on a deputation with agents of the FBI. I could suffer gotten my menage in serious bother today. I need to settle down and stop cerebration and acting impulsively. This could have turned out often risky than it did.

The shot made the nightly news. According to the news, there was a total of 40 drug cartel phallus killed as FBI federal agent tried to turn in some warrants, which I thought was a commodity cover story.

I was deep in thought and not watching what was going on around me. I finally came back to seeing my little girl, Dakota stuffing her brass full of my cinnamon bark dinero Zea mays everta. She was giggling at me being off in the space while she pilfered my popcorn.

I pulled her into me and began to thrill her. That made her squeal with laughter. It's always nice to see her smile and laugh. She's as street fighter as nails and forestall my demand and wants like no one that I have ever encountered. Jill is the exact inverse. She is also tough as nails, but she is much more measured in her mode.

Once Dakota and I settled down and I quit tickling her, Donna put her head on my shoulder. I can severalize that Donna needs some physical attention. I put my fingers underneath her Chin and foot her headland up to kiss me. She ends up putting both arms around my neck and kissing me for quite a while.

Donna stands up and takes me by the hand. She leads me past Jill, who is still cleaning her weapon and sitting pensively. Donna leads me down the hallway to my own sleeping accommodation. She pulls me inside and keeps going dragging me to my bathroom. There she sheds her clothes and steps into the shower. I just stood there looking at her beautiful consistence underneath the water. It was beautiful to watch the water cascading down her body, over her grand breasts, down her flatcar stomach, and into the vale of delight known as her pussy.

She turns and bidding me with that one finger that char use to summon you silently. I kick off my shoe, shed my clothes and footmark into the shower with her. She comes over to me and puts her arms around my neck and root for 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 former off. It has been a while since I have played with Donna. She is a very loving womanhood, who is a sensual puppet. When we are done drying each former off, she wraps a towel around her and leaves the chamber. I, as usual, put a pair of drawers on and my common white-hot tee shirt. I sat on the quietus 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 weapon. Dakota trying to be her cockamamie ego. The CG son, may have done the easily thing of all, go have nice sweaty sex with their porn star lady friend and Belinda.

My mind again thinks about Aurora. How did they get to her ? Did they just come to the room access and onslaught when she opened it ? Did we kill the person or persons who murdered break of the day ? Are there more out there hiding ? Should I continue to vex about something happening to one of the house members ? The questions 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 deary, can I put this in the gun safe for you ?"I ask her. She nods yes and I take the gun and go to the gun rubber and put it inside on one of the two ledge. I feel a bit well-fixed about putting the gun in the safe.

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

"We're here to deliver something to a Mr. David Henry Graham Greene, but we need to birth him signalize for it. Please send him out here,"the man with an obviously Russian accent says into our gate speaker.

"I'm sorry. Mr. Greene is not available right now. delight feel free to leave the software system at the logic gate and individual will come out to get it,"I say into the speaker.

"When will Mr. Henry Graham Greene be useable as this is the second time, we have attempted to deliver this package,"the Russian sounding man said.

Like I said a few minutes ago, Mr. Greene is very meddlesome. If you want to impart him the package, then fine we'll come out to get it. Otherwise, you'll have to admit one of his assistant to sign for the package,"I tell the man.

I get no reception, but on the security television camera, I see him shrug his shoulders with someone else taking the box from the man that spoke. They walk back down the servicing road. Apparently, they must have used Google maps to find that we have a divine service route leading to the front gate.

I texted Fernandez that we were visited by our Russian friends again. I made a DVD for whoever will come to peck it up. Making the DVDs made me think about Patrick, see what we saw may throw him not want to go on the date with Longmire. I decided to ring Patrick.

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

"Um, I guess I'm doing OK. I had to put an ad in the paper for a replacement for Aurora. I mean, she was an incredible infliction in the ass, but when she turned on the charm, she could captivate 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 recollective ago ?"Patrick asks.

"fountainhead, we dated several old age ago, before I married my first wife. Funny thing, we only dated about a month or two, we were magical in bed, but we were oil and water life together. She and I didn't mix outside of the chamber,"I tell him.

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

"Patrick, are we still on for tomorrow night ? I hope we are because I think the lady, I'm introducing you to will put a smile on your face. She understands long hours as she probably works somewhere between 60-75 hour a week, strait companion ?"I ask.

"Yeah, it kind of sound like we are variation of each early. What does she do for a living 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 criminal record, do you ?"I say laughing a bit.

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

"well, I wouldn't want you to be arrested on your number 1 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 concern about taking yourself to dinner. Since I own a limousine party, just let me ship a car to pluck you up. Sound safe ?"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 computer address is in a skillful part of LA. It 's not Beverly Hills, but still a nice section of LA. Now, I must convince Longmire to pass on me her home address for this to work on. In my head, I thought about how today went and maybe, just maybe Longmire will swear me decent to portion with her home address.

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

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

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

"To get your reference. I'm sending a car to peck you up tomorrow dark. No backing out of our plenty,"I say to her. I get an unusually long pause before she finally agrees to give me her home address.

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

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

"Well, I decided on longhorn Steakhouse. It's a very slack atmosphere, plus I love their nutrient. This guy you're going to be introduced to owns a place cleaning service. He's always working trying to shit sure that his customer are taken precaution of properly. Like you, he is working all the fourth dimension. Maybe, if you two hit it off tomorrow Nox you can take in a late-night engagement. 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 use up thing you women like to do when meeting mortal. I expect you to eat a fixture meal,"I tell her.

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

I asked Dakota to dial up Black Car limo and send a stretching limo to Patrick's address first, then to Heidi's. In my head, 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 dayspring. I decided that the limousine needs to fall here first to pluck 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 capitulum, if we Jill and I were going to the Hawk, then we would need to leave about 3:00 pm to get home in fourth dimension to shower and change, then get into the limo and head to their houses. Of course of instruction, in my head, I wondered if we should pluck up Heidi first and thus not showing her savoir-faire to someone she has not checked out. It just made more sense to me to pick her up for the first time then Patrick.

Jill was out in the TV room, but she was sitting in the reclining chair, not really participating with anyone. Sammy had brought a bowl of popcorn, but she only had a couple of bite out of it. She just set it down on the lilliputian 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 small trivial creature all snuggled up, ass first into me. I could tell just by the feel of the body 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 bathroom for my usual aurora rituals. I decide that I need to shave, a nice shave 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 squeamish hot shower. Once again, being alone in the exhibitioner only takes a few arcminute to get everything clean, including my hair.

When I'm done, I turn off that wonderful hot water and step out of to dry off and get dressed. I decide that for tonight, it will be dress falling off and a short-sleeved dress shirt and clothes brake shoe. However, right now I'm heading to the Hawk, for work.

As I picked my apparel out of the press, I had to wake Jill. I'm a bit worried about her. Hopefully, she has pondered what happened yesterday with the drug cartel. I have the argument in my head as to why we should induce done what we did with the Fed. I don't want to sustain to vex about Jill and how she is processing as tenseness often affects a child during pregnancy.

I shook Jill gently and woke up a grumpy Jill. So far, it seemed as if the convention Jill was back as she hates being woke up. Dakota is easy, give her a little handclasp and she pops her eyes open and gets her day going with a turgid cup of coffee bean.

Dakota bounds into the shower, as Jill was looking rig over. One for study 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 secondly kiss, which I gave her.

"Good break of the day darling,"Jill says to me. I was happy to take heed her say those words.

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

"Oh yeah, once I had a dainty glass of wine-coloured. 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 fire up you. We have the whole engagement that's not a date thing, this night don't we ?"She asks.

"You mean the initiation dinner party,"I tell her even though it could go horribly incorrect."Yes, we have that tonight,"she smiles as I tell her that. She picks out a nice duad of blue jean and a livid blouse along with a pair of low heel. For piece of work, she chooses a courteous skirt along with a colorful blouse. I just grinning at what I see. When she hears the water grow off and Dakota coming into the sleeping room, she gets up and heads to the bathroom to get ready.

Dakota, with a towel wrapped around her beautiful niggling eubstance, flips the back of the towel up to blink me her cute ass. I just smile. As she leaves the bedroom, I still haven't figured out what to get her for Christmastide. The holiday is only about 10 days away and I need to expend some time going shopping, however, the two ladies that I love the most I have absolutely no idea what to get either of them.

I see several telephone charges dangling on the dressing table and another one on Jill's makeup table. I grab my phone off the charger along with my billfold and Francis Scott Key and head out to the kitchen. I get there before Dakota, so I turn on the java pot.

King 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 progress in solving some of the result that we had discussed a few days ago.

Paula comes out, looking ravishing and kisses me on the buttock, pours herself a cup of deep brown and heads to function. Donna comes out, also looking stunning. She gives me a passionate kiss, probably from our lovemaking sitting yesterday in the shower. She had a couple slices of toast with a deep-fried hard egg between them. I was just sitting at the kitchen mesa just admiring her beautiful body.

She poured me a glass of my pineapple succus and put it in front of me. I watched her eat the fried egg sandwich and tope a cup of coffee. When she was done, she tossed her newspaper home plate into the trash, kissed me again and headed out.

I see that I missed a outcry from agentive role Longmire. I decided that it was too betimes to call her back, so I set an alarum on my telephone to cue me to shout out her in a light while.

Dakota finally came out to the kitchen, and as expected she went right for the coffee tree pot. She checked my glass to seduce sure as shooting I had some juice in it. She smiled and sat at a president by me.

Jill came out just a few minutes later and boy does she see amazing. I don't know what it was this cockcrow, but all the ladies looked rattling as they headed out to shape. I ask Jill if she will drive us to the hawk, as we are going to be leaving betimes, probably around 3, so she has enough sentence to get ready. 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 driver for tonight's dinner. Dakota had already given Fred the addresses for both Patrick and Heidi.

I was happy to get a line everything was all set up. What concerned me was the earpiece call from Longmire that might shift 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 option from you last dark, Is everything alright ?"I ask.

"Yeah, everything is OK. I just wanted to get your schedule today so I can add you your laptop and your wife's column. We installed two plan to keep any further nasty emails from appearing in your email box. We have also added a program that will move 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 foundation dinner.

"My schedule is that both Jill and I will be at the war hawk building business district and will be leaving there about 3 pm to come home and get set for an unveiling dinner party with two multitude whom I think will be a secure fit for each other,"I say to her.

"Well, I'm glad you feel that way. It's decent to know someone is looking out for me,"she says with a bit of a chuckle. I tell her that we will be seeing her about 5-ish and await to see a limo show up at her front doorway. 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 bridge player, and we head to her car in the garage. Dakota has BJ and Danni in her vehicle. Sharon rides with privy and Diane. Donna takes her own car to the call center.

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

"Darling, are you prepare for tonight ?"I ask Jill.

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

"I picked Texas longhorn,"I tell her.

"What sentence will the limo seminal fluid to the house 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 common, when we get to the war hawk, we park on the second floor and subscribe the crossing to the pillar. Once inside the towboat, the security safeguard tells us good morning as we wait for the lift. When the doors opened, I felt Jill's hand squeeze my ass even though there are about a 12 people on the elevator.

I just smile, not making a scene. It was just Jill's way of teasing me. We ride the lift to the top. When the threshold open, I see broker Longmire standing there with two computing machine. I walked over and picked up my laptop as I was thankful to see that art object 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 anxious about meeting this guy. I told her not to worry, if all goes nicely, then she will maybe suffer someone to chat to who also works all the insane hours. I put my laptop computer in my backpack pulling out the two DVDs 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 next to her.

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

"We are making procession. The old lady who was cleaning gutter has a caller to seem over now that is handling all the janitorial in the building for her. There is a new seller who is pressure washing the eagle so the outside will make the curb appeal that you are looking for to pair up with other building in DC,"she tells me.

I'm happy that she is making step at the various projection. I tell her that tomorrow Dakota and I will be heading to Seattle for a flying turn around visit. I go into Jill's office where she and BJ are working hard. I kiss Jill, who is annoyed at me interrupting her.

"Darling, I just wanted to let you sleep with that I'm taking a short trip to Seattle, I see publication that need to be addressed. I may take another run to the Dallas market as there are still emergence with the entire restaurant segmentation there,"I tell her.

"volition these be on the same misstep, or will you come in dwelling house first. I need to sleep with if my fellow can come over,"she says smiling and giggling at me with her laugh. I just smile and let her know that it will be two trips and she should schedule him to make two visits. 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 reason other 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 call the local jimmy John the Divine's and rules of order sandwiches for everyone on the floor. She takes her telephone set and her assistant's notebook computer to make the phone call. When it was done, she tells me that the solid food will be here in about 35-40 minutes, which seems reasonable to me.

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

I log into the email portal and look at the massive routine of emails that I have. 1755 emails. I guess not having my laptop allowed my email inbox to get overloaded. I started with the usual, looking for multiples of the same. 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 certain that we, along with the FBI have eliminated that entire mathematical group from their concealing post, much like rophy. I look at the TV screen on in the breakroom and see that the Mexican Drug cartel shooting is still in the new cycle. Although I shouldn't be surprised, with that many bad guys dying it will stay in the news cycle for various says.

I spend time working my way through the electronic mail. When the sandwiches arrive, my darling Dakota joins me in my office. She ordered me a turkey sandwich with scads of mayo and surplus tomatoes. To my surprisal and pleasure, 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 boeuf. For me, she ordered what I like the ham and turkey, however, she knows that I like both duplicate mayo and additional tomatoes.

I call several of the other employees into the with child conference elbow room to sit and eat. I saw a couple of masses not joining in as they took their lunch out of the breakroom fridge and sat at their desk to eat. That really bothered me, I want everyone to enjoy their lunchtime. Since Sharon is across the table from me, I let her cognize that no one should be working during their lunch hour. She tells me that she will cover that and goes back to eating her sub.

Jill never left her group discussion room ; however, she did place BJ out to get together us in the big conference elbow room. The older lady, Ruth replaced Danni at the forepart desk. I was very gladiolus to see that happen.

I'm looking forward to the introduction dinner tonight, but having Fred bring us around made me experience full. 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 tiffin that will be taken tending of, which made me smile.

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