The Chauffeur ( # 43 ) Fighting backbone

BY PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

Waking up with a freshen up Jill was a delicious way to open my middle. For the first tie in a long while, Dakota did not sleep in my bed. I got up and headed towards the bath for my sunup ritual. 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 clothes to maneuver towards the war hawk today as my 24 hours of staying at the Chateau is now over.

I unplug my phone, take hold of my wallet and keys and a duad of horseshoe and socks. I quietly leave the bedroom and head towards the kitchen. Once I'm in the kitchen, Dakota and John are already there. John the Evangelist, of class, is eating a stadium of grain. Dakota, my ducky, is sitting quietly having a cup of coffee.

Bobby and Sammy ask if I want eggs or something else for breakfast. I agree eggs sound good. They begin to make me several scrambled eggs with bacon and some fried murphy. Gospel According to John finishes his trough of cereal and asks for some eggs as well.

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

Over the adjacent half time of day or so, people come out to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy offer them breakfast. about of them take the go. I check the time and headspring back down to the bedroom to make indisputable she is wake and beginning to get ready for work. When I open the sleeping accommodation room access, there sits my gorgeous wife doing her hair at her composition table. I sneak up behind her and buss her from buns. She moans as I put my blazonry around her from stern.

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

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 testis and Baron Verulam from the chefs.

"Hey guy cable, could we let a nice pork roast for dinner tonight ? Maybe fresh made mashed potatoes and either some Daucus carota sativa or William Green dome 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 Burger from Red 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 make sure that we are rotating a couple of the people from the Hawk to ensure that Danni gets a lunchtime.

Noticing the meter once again, I suggest that we should start heading towards the vehicle in the garage and drive to work. Paula and Donna both get into their vehicle. whoremaster unlocks the garage threshold by removing the carabiners from the track.

Dakota, Sharon, and I get into Dakota's BMW. John, Jennifer, and Diane all get into John Lackland's hand truck. Jill, BJ, and Danni all get into Jill's Mercedes. All five vehicles leave the service department and pass through the breast gate to manoeuver 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 rainwater at all. When we get to the Hawk, we all find a parking bit on the 2d floor. Once park, we walk across the paseo into the building. We all say hello/good morning to the security department safety and get on the lift 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 league elbow room to have room to spread out their paperwork. We all begin to dig into our jobs. I open my computer to correspond 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 funny e-mail either.

I begin my usual sorting of emails. I scan them and ascertain one from Rob, the IT guy. He discusses things that his group think pauperization to be addressed regarding our figurer system. He suggests that we put some new server into child's play. He also suggests that we upgrade directly from Microsoft the security programs to protect our caller. His business hypnotism make a all lot of sensation and I give him the go-ahead to make the variety. However, I ask if we should keep back his 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'emails, reading and deleting them. I hear Jill swear a bit coming from her conference way. BJ is apologizing and heading to the printing machine 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 computing device tell 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 restaurant card's online, Danni comes to my office door and separate me that there is someone here who would like to speak to me. I get up and follow her dorsum to the receipt region. As I approach the area, I see a Los Angeles Policeman.

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

"Yes, sir. I'm officeholder James II 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 cognise 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 Ted Williams. She assures me that she will let both of them know.

Officer Hiram Williams and I head down to the second storey. We take the crossover voter 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 garage, I see his squad car. He unlocks it and we both get into the front seats. He turns his computer on its side and slides it down towards the storey. I strap into the seatbelt and off we head.

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

"To a criminal offense scene Mr. Graham Greene. Your presence is requested by our Detectives,"he tells me. I'm at a total loss. However, as we head across township, the missive that I passed along to broker Longmire comes to my creative thinker. Did the Mexican Drug Cartel get to someone that I know ? I'm not sure whom it might be as everyone was accounted for stopping point Nox. As we turn the corner, I know who it is. He parks in battlefront of the house. We both get out and head up to the front door. I meet detective James. He tells me that he requested me to come to this crime scene.

Detective James IV carefully takes me inside the firm. I take a mates of steps inside and stop. The keep room is covered with blood everywhere. There is blood spray on the far paries, there is blood on the living elbow room redact and all over the coffee table with a bombastic pool of blood at the understructure of the individual who is underneath the sheet.

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

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

He takes a corner of the sheet and pulls it back. I'm stunned, so much so, I head outside to chuck my gumption out. I lean over the railing on the front footfall to honk into the planter next to the front steps.

Detective Williams stands behind me watching me puke my grit out. I have never seen anything so violent ever before in my entire life history."This is an old girlfriend who left my house yesterday. We had a engagement. I asked her to go forth. My assistant called a cab to bring her dwelling house. Are there any witnesses ?"I ask.

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

"Yes. It's dawning. Her caller just started working for me cleaning my planetary house. Has anyone contacted her hirer, 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 Agent 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 mansion for the past 24 hr yesterday. I also gave her a letter that I received threatening to do this,"I tell him. He pulls out his piddling notepad and begins to constitute notes. He asks me for link data for Agent Longmire. I call up her liaison info on my cellular phone headphone and hand the phone to the detective.

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

I sit down on the front line footmark. My belly is still rattling queasy. I don't know how much clip has passed before another constabulary fomite arrives. Patrick gets out of the car and diaphragm. He knows the theatre as well and doesn't take a step towards the house. He, instead just stands leaning against the police force vehicle. I look at him, trying my topper 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 rain is coming down on both of us.

"Is it Aurora ?"he asks.

"Yes, it is. You don't want to go inside. It's possibly the most violent thing that I have ever seen. I can't believe that this has happened. Patrick, I'm so sorry. I'm sure she was murdered because of me,"I tell him. He just shakes his chief telling me that it's not my faulting. She should throw been prophylactic 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 auto that are parked there. I see a news van pull up and get out with a cameraman and a reporter. The uniform police force stop them at the street and begin answering their motion. I see the cameraman do a slam of the nominal head of the house. I bow my head and search down at the reason. Patrick gets up and head towards the word reporter asking them to stop taking photo of his friend who was murdered. The reporter tried to ask several questions only for Patrick to turn and walk away from them.

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

"I received a alphabetic character yesterday threatening my group that somebody I know will be murdered. I never in my tempestuous pipe dream believed it would be Aurora,"I tell him

"St. David, you're not to blame. Whoever did this is the mortal to blame,"he tells me. I'm quite strike that he is so calmness, but then again, he hasn't seen the interior and the frightful way matter are.

The investigator spends another duad of time of day asking both Saint Patrick and me questions. We answered all of his interrogative. However, before the Detective let us go, federal agent Longmire showed up. She spent several minutes chatting with the Detective. Once they finished their conversation, she came over to see me and Patrick.

"St. Patrick, this is broker Longmire. Agent, 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. Saint Patrick, I'm sorry that we met under these circumstances. Also, I'm sorry for your loss,"she tells him. She flips open her notepad and begins asking me question. I, of course of instruction, want her to incur these scum-bags and take them out of the word-painting. She keeps her calmness but continues to ask me head. Once she is finished asking enquiry, she offers both Patrick and me a ride back to where the law 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 St. Patrick first, then took me back to the mortarboard. I asked if she could join me for lunch, she agreed. I directed her to the nice Italian office 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 mathematical group would be joining us. I let him screw that it would just be the two of us. He hugged agent Longmire, which I believe that she was completely surprised by that.

He sat us at a table and brought over the usual field goal of garlic lucre."David, how did you know that I love garlic bread ?"the agentive role asks me.

"Um, I didn't. They have cracking garlic bread here and the possessor brings a basketball hoop of it over to my table all the time,"I tell her.

We had a courteous meal. Agent Longmire ordered Chicken Parmesan on a bed of spaghetti dome. I offered to club her a glassful 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 couple of meatballs. We sat and had a delightful dejeuner. When it was all over, I paid the lunch bill, but agentive role Longmire tried to take hold of the bill, but I was just a tint quicker. This caused both of us to laugh a bit.

She told me that she thought Patrick was a very better-looking man and is occupy in going out to dinner with him and Jill and me. This made me very well-chosen 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 front room access to leave. Oddly enough, factor Longmire clutched my elbow as we left. This made me find much better about her.

It was about 20 minutes to get me back to the mortarboard. She dropped me off at the front end doorway, street storey and wished me a serious 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 constabulary. I let her and everyone else know that Aurora has been murdered. various of the dame, 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 repose of the afternoon was spent with me working on my computer reading the ‘ read-only'email and deleting them as they are read.

CHAPTER 2

As the workday 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 calculator and putting on their raincoats.

I stood by the elevator door. Dakota and John both came over to me asking what had happened with the police force. I told him that we would throw that discourse back at the Chateau. He didn't ask another word ; he just stood a few metrical foot away from me waiting for the lift.

As everyone finished up, the group of people by the elevator grew. When the ship's 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 elevator car back up for me and Dakota.

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

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

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

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

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

"No smarty-pants. We just had lunch. However, I saw something that caused me to puke my bowel out. The Mexican Drug combine got to break of day. They murdered her very violently. There was line everywhere. I've never seen so much blood 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 Logos, she just stands there next to me, holding my paw. When the lift door gouge and opens we both tone on and rally it down to the 2nd floor.

At the irregular floor, we get off and select 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 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 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 crazy weather condition. Clearly, mass had forgotten how to labour in the rainfall as we had several people run traffic luminosity and slide into the Cartesian product. Which caused me to tighten my seatbelt.

All I could recall about was the horrible scene of Aurora's body underneath that sheet. What I remember seeing was her throat cut from ear to ear. several shot wounds and a hummer maw in her brow with the bloodline covering her face. It just kept haunting me.

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

As Dakota pulls into the garage, I see St. 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 sign of the zodiac. I get a reception from BJ that they are about 5 bit away. As we pull into the garage, I just sit in the strawman seat thinking about Aurora. I want to fight back back, but I'm not sure just how to approach it. Dakota puts her hired hand on my left field 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 turn to the murder of Aurora. Let the press push the police and the detectives to speak to Aurora's death. As I hear the service department door undecided and see Jill's car enter the garage, I decide to get out of Dakota's car and head inside. I stand by the doorway to the planetary house and wait for Jill to connect me.

Once we are all gathered in the garage, I hold the door open 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 will be ready in about 15 transactions, so if I wanted to engage a quick shower, I had enough time to do so. I think about it for a here and now but decide not to go read a exhibitor.

My speech sound bombination. It's agentive role Longmire.

"how-do-you-do Agent, why are you giving me a phone call ? Are you asking if you can issue forth over for dinner party ?"I ask chuckling a bit.

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

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

"How about tomorrow night, both Patrick and I seem to deliver an opening on our schedule. Where should we assemble you and your wife ?"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 nighttime. She relents and agrees to be picked up.

broker Longmire tells me that she'll be by tomorrow to the hawk to bring me both my laptop computer and Jill's tower. I thank her and we end the phone call.

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

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

"OK, everyone, may I sustain your tending for just a couple of arcminute. John the Divine, will you please go get the pool house grouping ?"I ask.

lav gets up and headland out to the puddle house. He knocks on the door and brings them into the house. They come inside and make themselves a dinner plate. I send Dakota to get Mom and Fred.

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

"I need to tell everyone what the constabulary picked me up for today. They took me to Aurora's house. I found her murder. Her pharynx was slit from ear to ear. She had multiple knife injury all over her torso plus she had one 1 gunshot wound in the mall of her brow. There was rake everywhere. I have never seen such a sick berth. It made me go remote and git my moxie out. I now know whom they went after, someone that I mistakenly kicked out of our mansion yesterday,"

"What do we do then ?"Jennifer asks.

"I don't know. But I do jazz that we need to watch each other's backs. If you have a carry permit, please wear your weapon system. If you don't have a carry licence, then delight stay with someone who does have one. I don't want anyone here hurt, am I net about this ?"I ask.

I hear several yeses. I care for all my chemical group and haven't decided how to defend back. This drug trust needs an ass-kicking. I decide to put a vociferation into especial Agent Fernandez.

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

"Jose, I want to hurt them. I want to demand the fighting to these numskull. They murdered individual and did it in a horrible fashion. How do I ingest the battle to them ?"I ask.

"Do you really desire 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 near information, that we know where their main den is located. They also have about a 12 smaller stead that they stock weapons and masses to fight. give care to go after them ?"Fernandez asks me.

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

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

I tap lav, Dakota, Jill, Donna, and both the CG boys. I tell the boys to get their rifles, as they will be helping us choose down some of the Mexican Drug combine. I explain that they will be taking key positions to have the dorsum of the grouping. I explain that they need to bring lots of their .50 quality ammunition. They should also wreak their scope. I expect them to take a position that is luxuriously and able-bodied to spite them when we are attacked, which we will be.

I put tactical vests on the rest of the others. Everyone going has multiple ammunition snip. Just as expected, Fernandez shows up with a large Shirley Temple Black Chevy Suburban. Saint John the Apostle follows with his truck and both CG boy. We drive across Town and meet up with about 40 FBI agents. I pick out a rooftop and send out the CG boys to the rooftop to hold a sniper's position.

As they climb the outside steel flaming ladder, they reach the rooftop in just a couple of minutes. They focus their orbit and lay out several cartridge clip of ammo. They text that they are ready to do some damage.

toilet and Donna use up a stead at their side entrance. Jill, Dakota and I take a placement at their front threshold. About 20 agent are with us at the front door, another 10 broker are with John at the incline door, and the rest of the broker along with broker Longmire take a place at the back doorway. Special Agent Fernandez calls on his headset.

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

lav and the agents with him kick in the side door, shooting everything that they see holding a gun. I kick in the front room access and begin shooting everyone that I see inside, along with the 20 or so agents that enter with me. Dakota takes a defensive spot outside so if any sneak past us she will take them down.

several agents kick in the back up threshold. Lots of gunshot there, a couplet of agentive role go down. Jill works her way to the factor coming through the back room access. She is firing at everything that moves that is not in tactical gear. I am also firing hitting everything that is moving. As one clip empties, I load another taking aim at anyone moving. The agentive role that entered the figurehead door with me are taking drug cartel members out with precision. I'm sure that the gunplay 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 disarm that we shot at.

The whole process takes about 20 proceedings. We have shot and killed nearly 50 drug combine people, all of whom have fired their weapon 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 cartel guys. Jill took 4 down, killing all four. Dakota got the only one that snuck out the side door. He took a shooting at her and she put a round between his heart. Donna says she only got 3 drug cartel hombre, but she said that the broker around her took down about a dozen guys, making them dead, not wounded.

There is a car good of cartel penis trying to run away. Both CG male child take several gibe at them and take up out all 5 guys in the car, causing the car to crash into a construction 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 investigation broker to interview the other agentive role. Longmire and Fernandez tell me that I need to take my people out of here as they violated a big FBI linguistic rule. I gather out my people and off we go. We are all total of adrenaline on the drive home. I do the math in my head, John 5, Jill 4, Donna 3, Dakota 1, and I got 9. The CG boys got 5. My math counts a totality of 27. Fernandez said before we left that they did a quick counting and it seems as if all told 53 cartel members have been shot and killed. No cartel member is still awake, they all have been killed.

"Jill, text person back at the sign, let them know we are all fine and no one got scoot,"I tell her. She grabs her phone and texts the home.

"They tell us, we are insane, but everyone is happy that we took it to them,"Jill tells all of us in John's hand truck. We drive abode, all of us are amped up on the Adrenalin from shooting the cartel members. Donna tells us that she hasn't shot anyone since her daytime in the Marines. However, she is happy that we have hit them where they were hiding. Longmire and Fernandez may have invited us, but I am quite surely that they weren't expecting us to take out 27 corporate trust phallus out of the 53 Fernandez said were killed. In my header, I did some quick mathematics and figured that it was just above 53 % of my group shooting and killing cartel. Now, I wanted to take out a full-page ad taunting the Mexican Drug Cartel, but I know that would only get Fernandez and Longmire into trouble. I suggested that when we all get home that we are to strip our weapon system and reload the ammo clips.

As St. John pulls into the courtyard, I am so proud of my group. None of them let themselves get sprout and all of them took out Drug Cartel appendage. John parks his hand truck into the service department and everyone piles out of the truck. We're all chatty about the event.

CHAPTER 3

When we were all inside, Sammy had a series of desserts prepared for all of us. He had another of his fabulous chocolate cakes. He had a Daucus carota sativa cake with cream cheese frosting, and he had about 5 12 drinking chocolate chip cookies. Gospel According to John took a slice of carrot cake and about 6 cookies. He asked Diane if she wanted anything, but she declined saying that worrying about him made her sicken. He apologized to her, but he wouldn't hope her not to go again. She kissed him and told him that she was all flighty about him going on the fire on the drug cartel. He smiled and told her that he did it to make up her safe, she just put her implements of war around him and held onto her guy.

I can evidence that the raid on the drug corporate trust 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 boys immediately went out to the consortium home after they stored their rifles in the gun prophylactic. They felt good taking out the bad guys. I can only pretend that if there is trouble, it will do from them taking out the careful of cartel fellow member with their .50 calibre plunder shooting. Maybe there will be an postmortem, maybe not. Let's hope for not.

Longmire and Fernandez really put their neck out by letting us be involved. I need to think of a way to thank them that won't get them into trouble. Before we left, I thanked the agent that kicked in the straw man door with me for watching my backbone during the firefight. Up until then, I had only imagined of ever being in a gunplay, and now, I've been in one and the Adrenalin rushing is incredible.

As I suggested, everyone is cleaning their arm, except for the two CG boy. They're busy getting laid over at the syndicate house, or at to the lowest degree that's what I was thinking was going on. Young guy rope, porn star girl, plus a large chested roommate that is well known in the porn industry as a great blowjob person, what could Fred's two nephews ask for any ameliorate ?

Donna is overly newsy. She is talking to Jennifer about a mile a minute. 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 time he was gone. Her and Diane sat together and worried. privy told her it was the most incredible affair he had ever done and that I had his spine. She didn't need to have sex that I was on a completely different side of the house from him. verity be told, it was the FBI broker that had his rear, not me.

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

"Darling, what's going on. You seem more musing 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 days in the Marines. However, unlike the war machine solar day, I shot from closeup. None of my shots were at somebody that was no more than 8-10 feet away from me. In the military, I was shooting my weapon at multitude that were usually about 100-200 feet away. Not the compositor's case today. Let me just serve the upshot,"Jill tells me. I kiss her on the cheek and let her just sit and strip her firearm.

I see no one in the TV room, so I head in there and turn on the TV to look out an military action video. I select the movie ‘ Bad boy'with Will Joseph Smith and Martin Lawrence. Something in my mastermind William Tell me that the role that Tea Leone plays isn't really acting, it's more like how she really is in living. As I'm watching the movie, Sammy comes over with a big bowl of popcorn. I take a handful and set about eating. My psyche is loving this popcorn. It has real melted butter, not some pulverised butter flavoring nor butter flavored oil ( like at the movie theaters ). He also brings out a bowl of cinnamon carbohydrate popcorn. This one I really liked and took control of that bowl.

John came out and sat in the reclining chairperson. He asked for the popcorn arena with the real 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 other side.

I sat there staring at the TV but was thinking about how favourable my animation has become. I got to do something that virtually no one would ever get to do, go on a delegacy with agents of the FBI. I could make gotten my family in grievous hassle today. I need to subside down and stop thinking and acting impulsively. This could have got turned out much big than it did.

The shooting made the nightly news. According to the news, there was a amount of 40 drug cartel member killed as FBI agents tried to save some warrants, which I thought was a safe cover story.

I was deep in thought and not watching what was going on around me. I finally came back to seeing my niggling lady friend, Dakota stuffing her typeface full of my cinnamon sugar Zea mays everta. She was giggling at me being off in the distance while she pilfered my popcorn.

I pulled her into me and began to thrill her. That made her squeal with laughter. It's always prissy to see her smile and laugh. She's as tough as nails and anticipated my needs and wants like no one that I have ever encountered. Jill is the precise opposite. She is also tough as nails, but she is much more measured in her ways.

Once Dakota and I settled down and I quit tickling her, Donna put her head teacher on my berm. I can tell that Donna needs some physical attending. I put my fingers underneath her chin and pick her header 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 bedchamber. She pulls me inside and keeps going dragging me to my john. There she sheds her clothes and steps into the shower bath. I just stood there looking at her beautiful body underneath the piss. It was beautiful to look on the weewee cascading down her torso, over her howling breasts, down her savorless abdomen, and into the valley of pleasure known as her pussy.

She turns and summons me with that one finger that char use to summons you silently. I kick off my shoes, shed my apparel and step into the rain shower with her. She comes over to me and puts her weapons system around my neck and rip me into her, tightly. We had wonderful passionate sex for nearly an hour in the shower bath. When we finally finished, we took time drying each other off. It has been a while since I have played with Donna. She is a very loving woman, who is a fleshly creature. When we are done drying each other off, she wraps a towel around her and leaves the bedroom. I, as usual, put a couplet of short pants on and my common Andrew Dickson White tee shirt. I sat on the eternal sleep bed for a few minute of arc thinking about the effect 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 lightheaded self. The CG son, may have done the expert thing of all, go have nice sweaty sex with their erotica star girlfriends and Belinda.

My mind again thinks about morning. How did they get to her ? Did they just come to the door and attack when she opened it ? Did we kill the soul or persons who murdered Aurora ? Are there more out there hiding ? Should I continue to worry about something happening to one of the house fellow member ? 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 Darling, can I put this in the gun condom 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 ledge. I feel a bit well-off about putting the gun in the safe.

Again, as I go back into the kitchen, three cloggy guy wire come to the logic gate once again. They ring the buzzer. I answer,"Hello,"I say.

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

"I'm sorry. Mr. Greene is not available right now. delight feel free people to go forth the computer software at the gate and someone will arrive out to get it,"I say into the speaker.

"When will Mr. Greene be useable as this is the secondly time, we have attempted to give up this software package,"the Russian sounding man said.

Like I said a few instant ago, Mr. Greene is very in use. If you want to allow for him the package, then fine we'll come out to get it. Otherwise, you'll have to take one of his assistants to signalise for the software system,"I tell the man.

I get no reaction, but on the security camera, I see him shrug his shoulders with someone else taking the box from the man that spoke. They walk back down the Service road. Apparently, they must throw used Google mapping to find that we have a military service road leading to the front gate.

I texted Fernandez that we were visited by our Russian champion again. I made a DVD for whoever will come to pick it up. Making the videodisk made me recall about Patrick, see what we saw may make him not want to go on the particular date with Longmire. I decided to holler Patrick.

"Hey, Saint Patrick. It's Saint David Greene. I just wanted to send for you and delay on how you're doing ?"

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

"Well, we dated several years ago, before I married my first married woman. queer affair, we only dated about a month or two, we were magical in bed, but we were oil and water living together. She and I didn't mix outside of the bedroom,"I tell him.

"I can read that. We dated for about 5 weeks. 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 go 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 smile on your face. She understands tenacious hr as she probably works somewhere between 60-75 hr a week, sound comrade ?"I ask.

"Yeah, it sort of phone like we are versions of each other. What does she do for a support that she works so many hours ? Does she own her own business as well ?"St. Patrick asks.

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

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

"fountainhead, I wouldn't want you to be arrested on your low get together of her,"I say to him still laughing a bit.

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

"Yeah, I'm OK with you sending a car for me,"he says to me before giving me his address. I notice that the reference is in a nicer parting of LA. It 's not Beverly Hill, but still a overnice component of LA. Now, I must win over Longmire to give me her home destination for this to work. In my head, I thought about how today went and maybe, just maybe Longmire will confide me enough to part with her home address.

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

"how-do-you-do Ms. Longmire, this is Saint David Greene,"I say to her.

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

"To get your destination. I'm sending a car to pick you up tomorrow night. No backing out of our deal,"I say to her. I get an unusually long interruption before she finally agrees to yield me her domicile 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. Tell me a bit more about this guy that I'm being introduced to tomorrow night, and of line, where are we going for dinner party ?"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 home cleansing inspection and repair. He's always working trying to throw sure that his client are taken tending of properly. Like you, he is working all the time. Maybe, if you two hit it off tomorrow night you can bear a late-night date. But, that's up to you and him. Jill and I are only doing entry and feeding both of you. Oh, and I don't want the not wipe out affair you women like to do when meeting someone. I expect you to eat a veritable meal,"I tell her.

We chat a few more bit before we say our goodbyes. I feel better about the date still being on. Patrick was the one that I thought would bail on the date after daybreak, but thankfully he didn't.

I asked Dakota to dial up Black Car limo and send a stretchability 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 Aurora. I decided that the limo needs to total here initiative to foot up Jill and me, then Patrick, and finally Heidi.

I saw Dakota still watching a pic on the couch in the TV way. In my head, if we Jill and I were going to the mortarboard, then we would necessitate to will about 3:00 pm to get home in time to shower and alter, then get into the limo and head to their theatre. Of course, in my head, I wondered if we should pick up Heidi first and thus not showing her address to somebody she has not checked out. It just made Thomas More sense to me to plunk her up first 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 bowlful of popcorn, but she only had a couple of bit out of it. She just set it down on the little position table next to the chair.

CHAPTER 4

When I woke up in the morning, I found Jill snoring following to me and a small lilliputian animate being all snuggled up, ass first into me. I could recount just by the tactile property 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 steer to the privy for my usual morning ritual. I decide that I need to shave, a nice shaving with my razor. The one that I will do tonight will be with my galvanic razor instead. I step into the shower and take a nice hot shower. Once again, being alone in the rain shower only takes a few minute to get everything clean, including my hair.

When I'm done, I turn off that marvelous hot water and measure out of to dry off and get dressed. I decide that for tonight, it will be dress slacks and a short-sleeved dress shirt and dress shoes. However, right now I'm heading to the Hawk, for work.

As I picked my clothes out of the closet, I had to wake up Jill. I'm a bit care about her. Hopefully, she has pondered what happened yesterday with the drug cartel. I have the line in my promontory as to why we should possess done what we did with the Feds. I don't want to have to worry about Jill and how she is processing as stress often affects a baby 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 easy, grant her a minuscule shake and she pops her oculus spread and gets her day going with a large cup of coffee.

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

"Good cockcrow Darling,"Jill says to me. I was happy to discover her say those words.

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

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

"You mean the introduction dinner party,"I tell her even though it could go horribly awry."Yes, we have that tonight,"she smiles as I tell her that. She picks out a nice pair of jean and a clean blouse along with a couplet of low heels. For employment, she chooses a nice skirt along with a colorful blouse. I just grinning at what I see. When she hears the water wrick off and Dakota coming into the bedroom, she gets up and point to the bathroom to get ready.

Dakota, with a towel wrapped around her beautiful little eubstance, flips the vertebral column of the towel up to flash 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 spend 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 earphone explosive charge dangling on the dresser and another one on Jill's makeup table. I grab my phone off the charger along with my notecase and keys and top dog out to the kitchen. I get there before Dakota, so I turn on the coffee pot.

trick is already there eating a bowl of cereal grass. I see both Jennifer and Diane all dressed for work. I have it in my thinker to check on Jennifer's progress in solving some of the emergence that we had discussed a few days ago.

Paula comes out, looking ravishing and kisses me on the cheek, pours herself a cup of chocolate and heads to lick. Donna comes out, also looking stunning. She gives me a passionate kiss, probably from our lovemaking academic session yesterday in the shower. She had a couple piece of toast with a fried hard egg between them. I was just sitting at the kitchen board just admiring her beautiful body.

She poured me a deoxyephedrine of my Ananas comosus juice and put it in presence of me. I watched her eat the electrocute egg sandwich and fuddle a cup of coffee. When she was done, she tossed her newspaper crustal plate into the rubbish, kissed me again and headed out.

I see that I missed a call from agent Longmire. I decided that it was too early to call her back, so I set an alarm system on my telephone to remind me to send for 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 chalk to make sure I had some juice in it. She smiled and sat at a chair by me.

Jill came out just a few minutes later and boy does she bet amazing. I don't know what it was this break of the day, but all the ladies looked wonderful as they headed out to work. I ask Jill if she will beat back us to the war hawk, as we are going to be leaving early, probably around 3, so she has enough time to get quick. 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 computer address for both Patrick and Heidi.

I was glad to take heed everything was all set up. What concerned me was the phone shout 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 telephone, which in my foreland was a good sign.

"Good Morning Agent Longmire. I see that I missed a call from you lowest night, Is everything alright ?"I ask.

"Yeah, everything is fine. I just wanted to get your schedule today so I can bring you your laptop and your wife's towboat. 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 destroy,"she says to me. I smile now knowing that she isn't trying to bail from the introduction dinner.

"My schedule is that both Jill and I will be at the hawk edifice downtown and will be leaving there about 3 pm to come family and get ready for an introduction dinner with two people whom I think will be a well fit for each former,"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 wait to see a limo show up at her presence door. She tries to object politely, but I won't hear of it and just say her to be quick. She assures me that she will be waiting.

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

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

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

"Well, sort of. I certainly could use the night to still be working on the lineage project, but I guess one Nox won't be all that bad, plus you picked a estimable eating place, right ?"She asks.

"I picked Longhorn,"I tell her.

"What clock time will the limo come 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 well-chosen to see Fred do some of our driving once again.

As common, when we get to the Hawk, we park on the moment storey and conduct the crossover to the tower. Once inside the tower, the security measure guard tells us undecomposed morning as we wait for the elevator. When the doorway opened, I felt Jill's hand hug my ass even though there are about a dozen people on the elevator.

I just smile, not making a scene. It was just Jill's way of teasing me. We ride the elevator to the top. When the door open, I see Agent Longmire standing there with two computers. I walked over and picked up my laptop as I was grateful to see that patch of equipment come back into my life. Jill took the early computer, the towboat 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 worry, if all goes nicely, then she will maybe have somebody to chat to who also works all the insane minute. I put my laptop 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 chairman from another desk over and sat succeeding to her.

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

"We are making procession. The old lady who was cleaning pot has a ship's company to look over now that is handling all the janitorial in the building for her. There is a new vendor who is atmospheric pressure washing the bird of Jove so the outside will let the Curb appeal that you are looking for to match up with other buildings in DC,"she tells me.

I'm happy that she is making strides at the various undertaking. I tell her that tomorrow Dakota and I will be heading to Seattle for a fast 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.

"deary, I just wanted to let you know that I'm taking a short misstep to Seattle, I see issues that need to be addressed. I may take another run to the Dallas market as there are still emergence with the total restaurant division there,"I tell her.

"will these be on the Same tripper, or will you come home first. I need to know if my beau can fall over,"she says grin and giggling at me with her joke. I just grin and let her know that it will be two stumble and she should schedule him to ready two visits. I know that she is working hard so I kiss her and leave the room. I decide not to kiss BJ, for no real rationality early 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 off the local Jimmy St. John's and order sandwiches for everyone on the flooring. She takes her phone and her assistant's notebook computer to piddle the phone call. When it was done, she tells me that the 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 of rules down. Taking the computer out of my backpack I open it and turn it on. It boots proper up just like it normally does.

I log into the email hepatic portal vein and look at the monumental telephone number 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 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 pass, I was sure as shooting that we, along with the FBI have eliminated that entire group from their hiding place, much like forget me drug. I look at the TV screen on in the breakroom and see that the Mexican Drug Cartel shot 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 several says.

I spend time working my way through the emails. When the sandwiches arrive, my darling Dakota joins me in my office staff. She ordered me a turkey sandwich with tons of mayo and spare tomatoes. To my surprise and joy, 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 joint squawk. For me, she ordered what I like the ham and dud, however, she knows that I like both extra mayo and extra tomatoes.

I call various of the other employees into the larger conference room to sit and eat. I saw a couple of people 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 bonk that no one should be working during their lunch minute. She tells me that she will handle that and goes back to eating her sub.

Jill never left her league room ; however, she did commit BJ out to unite us in the big group discussion room. The aged lady, Ruth replaced Danni at the presence desk. I was very beaming to see that chance.

I'm looking forward to the introduction dinner tonight, but having Fred take us around made me finger sound. 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 luncheon that will be taken precaution of, which made me smile.

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