The Chauffeur ( # 43 ) Fighting Back

BY PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

Waking up with a refreshed Jill was a delightful way to open my eyes. For the 1st tie in a long while, Dakota did not slumber in my bed. I got up and headed towards the lavatory for my morning ritual. I shaved and I showered.

Once I was through, I went back out to the chamber where my darling wife was still sleeping. I put on dress to channelize towards the Hawk today as my 24 60 minutes of staying at the Chateau is now over.

I unplug my phone, catch my wallet and keys and a pair of place and air sock. I quietly leave the bedroom and head towards the kitchen. Once I'm in the kitchen, Dakota and John Lackland are already there. John, of course of study, is eating a bowl of cereal. Dakota, my Darling, is sitting quietly having a cup of coffee.

Bobby and Sammy ask if I want eggs or something else for breakfast. I agree bollock sound right. They begin to piddle me various scrambled eggs with bacon and some fried Solanum tuberosum. toilet finishes his pipe bowl of grain and asks for some egg as well.

Both John and Dakota are dressed for work. Slowly, the great unwashed file out into the kitchen area. I hear what sounds the like rainfall. I look out the front 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 intellect leans towards heading to the Hawk.

Over the next half hour or so, the great unwashed come out to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy offer them breakfast. near of them take the offer. I check the sentence and head back down to the bedroom to piss sure she is wake up and beginning to get ready for work. When I open the bedroom door, there sits my gorgeous wife doing her haircloth at her war paint mesa. I sneak up behind her and kiss her from hindquarters. She moans as I put my weapons system around her from fanny.

I kiss her again and steer back out towards the kitchen once again. I realize that I still don't have my laptop, nor does Jill have her tug. I think about using computers at the government agency.

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

"Hey guys, could we own a overnice pork roast for dinner tonight ? Maybe brisk made mashed potatoes and either some carrot or green beans along with one of your delicious Caesar salads. Is that potential ?"I ask.

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

BJ and Danni are both dressed wonderfully. I think to myself that we need to gain certainly that we are rotating a couple of the people from the war hawk to see to it that Danni gets a lunchtime.

Noticing the time once again, I suggest that we should pop heading towards the vehicles in the garage and driving to work. Paula and Donna both get into their vehicle. John unlocks the garage doorway by removing the carabiners from the track.

Dakota, Sharon, and I get into Dakota's BMW. John, Jennifer, and Diane all get into Gospel According to John's motortruck. 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 rain in quite a while. In fact, it probably has been 6 or 7 hebdomad since we have had any rain at all. When we get to the hawk, we all find a parking bit on the moment floor. Once parked, we walk across the walkway into the building. We all say hello/good morning time to the security measure sentry duty and get on the elevator to head up to the top floor.

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

I begin my usual sorting of emails. I scan them and find one from Rob, the IT guy. He discusses things that his group think need to be addressed regarding our computing device system. He suggests that we put some new waiter into fun. He also suggests that we upgrade directly from Microsoft the security political program to protect our troupe. His stage business proffer make a wholly lot of sense and I give him the go-ahead to make the changes. However, I ask if we should keep his grouping 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'e-mail, reading and deleting them. I hear Jill swear a bit coming from her conference room. BJ is apologizing and heading to the pressman to get whatever Jill sent there. In my head, it seems as if BJ is doing quite well for Jill.

As I get back to my desk, I see the clock on my 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 eating house card's online, Danni comes to my spot door and tells me that there is someone here who would like to speak to me. I get up and come her backrest to the receipt area. As I approach the area, I see a Los Angeles Policeman.

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

"Yes, sir. I'm officeholder James IV Williams. I need you to occur with me,"he tells me. I'm completely lost."Let me get my help,"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 Williams and I head down to the second floor. We take the crossover to the parking service department. I say hello again to the security guard duty as we head over to the garage. Once I'm in the garage, I see his police squad car. He unlocks it and we both get into the front seating room. He turns his information processing system on its side and slides it down towards the base. I strap into the seatbelt and off we head.

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

"To a offence scene Mr. Greene. Your presence is requested by our Detectives,"he tells me. I'm at a total deprivation. However, as we head across township, the letter of the alphabet that I passed along to Agent Longmire comes to my mind. Did the Mexican Drug trust get to soul that I know ? I'm not sure whom it might be as everyone was accounted for last dark. As we turn the box, I know who it is. He parks in forepart of the house. We both get out and head up to the front doorway. I meet police detective James II. He tells me that he requested me to come to this crime scenery.

Detective James carefully takes me inside the house. I take a couplet of steps inside and stop. The sustenance room is covered with blood everywhere. There is blood spray on the far wall, there is ancestry on the life room couch and all over the coffee table with a large pool of blood at the substructure of the someone who is underneath the sheet.

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

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

He takes a corner of the sheet and pulls it back. I'm stunned, so much so, I head outside to spue my guts out. I lean over the rail on the front step to barf 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 tearing ever before in my entire sprightliness."This is an old girl who left my house yesterday. We had a combat. I asked her to leave. My assistant called a cab to institute her abode. Are there any witnesses ?"I ask.

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

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

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

"Detective, have you been in liaison with Agent Longmire of the FBI ? She has been chasing a Mexican Drug Cartel who has been threatening to murder soul that I know. I gave her a DVD of my house for the past 24 hours yesterday. I also gave her a missive that I received threatening to do this,"I tell him. He pulls out his small notepad and begins to take a leak notes. He asks me for contact info for Agent Longmire. I call up her contact info on my prison cell phone and hired man the phone to the detective.

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

I sit down on the front steps. My belly is still actual queasy. I don't know how much metre has passed before another police vehicle arrives. St. Patrick gets out of the car and stops. He knows the household as well and doesn't take a stone's throw towards the house. He, instead just stands leaning against the constabulary vehicle. I look at him, trying my proficient not to cry as my head keeps flashing back to the fierceness that I saw inside.

Patrick comes over to me and sits down on the footstep 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 certain she was murdered because of me,"I tell him. He just shakes his psyche telling me that it's not my fault. She should bear been condom inside her own home, which obviously she wasn't.

We both just sit on the measure staring out to the street and the number of police cars that are parked there. I see a news show van pull up and get out with a cinematographer and a newsman. The uniform police force stop them at the street and begin answering their questions. I see the cameraman do a sweep of the nominal head of the planetary house. I bow my fountainhead and take care down at the earth. Saint Patrick gets up and header towards the news reporters asking them to stop taking pictures of his friend who was murdered. The reporter tried to ask several questions only for St. Patrick to turn and walk away from them.

St. 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 come about to Aurora. What makes you believe that ?"he asks me.

"I received a letter of the alphabet 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 pick. Whoever did this is the individual to charge,"he tells me. I'm quite impressed that he is so tranquilize, but then again, he hasn't seen the inside and the horrible way affair are.

The Detective spends another yoke of hours asking both Patrick and me questions. We answered all of his enquiry. However, before the tec let us go, factor Longmire showed up. She spent respective minutes chatting with the Detective. Once they finished their conversation, she came over to see me and Patrick.

"Patrick, this is federal agent Longmire. Agent, this is Saint Patrick. This is the person that I was asking both of you to issue forth with my wife and me to dinner,"I tell both.

"Mr. Patrick, I'm sorry that we met under these fate. Also, I'm sorry for your exit,"she tells him. She flips receptive her notepad and begins asking me questions. I, of course of instruction, want her to discover these scum-bags and take them out of the picture. She keeps her calmness but continues to ask me questions. Once she is finished asking questions, she offers both Patrick and me a drive back to where the Police picked us up from.

St. Patrick and I got into her fomite. She headed back to the percentage point where the Police picked us up. She dropped off Patrick first, then took me back to the Hawk. I asked if she could join me for lunch, she agreed. I directed her to the overnice Italian place that Fred introduced us to.

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

He sat us at a board and brought over the usual handbasket of ail bread."David, how did you know that I love garlic moolah ?"the agent asks me.

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

We had a prissy meal. broker Longmire ordered Chicken Parmesan on a bed of spaghetti dome. I offered to order her a glass of Chianti, but she declined saying that she was working. She ordered a trash of diet snow instead. I ordered my usual, spaghetti with meat sauce and a duo of meatballs. We sat and had a delightful dejeuner. When it was all over, I paid the lunch bill, but federal agent Longmire tried to grab the greenback, but I was just a hint 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 wild act did not dissuade her from wanting to go out with Patrick.

As we finished our meal, we headed towards the front end door to allow. Oddly enough, agent Longmire clutched my elbow 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 story and wished me a near balance 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 break of day has been murdered. Several of the ladies, such as Jennifer and Sharon were shocked by the news.

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

The rest of the afternoon was spent with me working on my computer reading the ‘ read-only'e-mail 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 computers and putting on their raincoats.

I stood by the elevator door. Dakota and whoremaster both came over to me asking what had happened with the constabulary. I told him that we would have that discussion back at the Chateau. He didn't ask another Christian Bible ; he just stood a few feet away from me waiting for the elevator.

As everyone finished up, the group of citizenry by the lift grew. When the bell finally dinged and the room access opened, I let everyone on and stood there just thinking. I suggested that they go ahead down and direct the lift car back up for me and Dakota.

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

"Dakota Darling, what did you all have for luncheon ?"I asked.

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

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

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

"No smarty-pants. We just had luncheon. However, I saw something that caused me to puke my gumption out. The Mexican Drug Cartel got to cockcrow. They murdered her very violently. There was blood everywhere. I've never seen so much lineage in my integral living. It was horrible,"I say to her. She knows that I'm quite rattled about Aurora. She doesn't say a intelligence, she just stands there following to me, holding my manus. When the elevator door dings and opens we both footstep on and tantalise it down to the 2nd floor.

At the second floor, we get off and take the crossover 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 forefront back towards the Chateau. It is still raining, something that we haven't seen much of in southerly Calif. in several weeks.

I text Amy asking her if the chefs made the pork joint that I asked for this good morning. She told me that Red Robin beefburger 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 atmospheric condition. Clearly, masses had forgotten how to drive in the rain as we had respective mass run traffic lights and microscope slide into the intersection. Which caused me to tighten my seatbelt.

All I could intend about was the atrocious prospect of aurora's trunk underneath that plane. What I remember seeing was her throat cut from ear to ear. respective stab injury and a smoke gob in her forehead with the blood covering her boldness. 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 program on fighting back against our ‘ supporter'the Mexican Drug Cartel.

As Dakota pulls into the garage, I see St. John's hand truck already parked in there. Yet, I don't see Jill's car just yet. I text BJ and ask if they are end to the sign. I get a response from BJ that they are about 5 arcminute away. As we pull into the garage, I just sit in the front end seat thinking about morning. I want to crusade back, but I'm not sure just how to approach it. Dakota puts her hand on my left knee, I look at her thanking God that it wasn't her nor Jill.

It dawns on me that I should use my new PR person to come up to the execution of break of the day. Let the press push the police and the investigator to address to daybreak's death. As I hear the garage door open and see Jill's car enter the service department, I decide to get out of Dakota's car and straits inside. I stand by the door to the star sign and wait for Jill to join me.

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

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

My phone buzz. It's Agent Longmire.

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

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

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

"How about tomorrow Nox, both St. Patrick and I seem to have an porta on our schedule. Where should we assemble you and your wife ?"she asks.

"At your front room access,"I tell her.

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

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

"Oh, you don't have to do that. I'll be happy to motor,"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.

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

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

As everyone has a scale of food for thought in battlefront of them, I stand to tell apart what has gone on today with the police.

"OK, everyone, may I have your attention for just a couple of bit. John, will you please go get the kitty business firm group ?"I ask.

lav gets up and header out to the puddle house. He knocks on the threshold and brings them into the theatre. They come inside and work themselves a dinner plateful. I send Dakota to get Mom and Fred.

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

"I need to tell everyone what the law picked me up for today. They took me to Aurora's sign of the zodiac. I found her murdered. Her pharynx was slit from ear to ear. She had multiple stab wounds all over her body plus she had one single gunshot wound in the center of her forehead. There was blood everywhere. I have never seen such a gruesome situation. It made me go out of doors and stinkpot my guts out. I now know whom they went after, someone that I mistakenly kicked out of our family yesterday,"

"What do we do then ?"Jennifer asks.

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

I hear respective yeses. I care for all my grouping and haven't decided how to campaign back. This drug cartel needs an ass-kicking. I decide to put a call into limited 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 take the engagement to these bonehead. They murdered someone and did it in a horrible fashion. How do I bring 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 data, that we know where their master den is located. They also have about a dozen smaller places that they stock weapon and people to struggle. manage to go after them ?"Fernandez asks me.

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

"well, alright then. Put your 5 best dead reckoning together, I'll be by to break up you all up in about a half an time of day,"he says to me.

I tap John, Dakota, Jill, Donna, and both the CG boys. I tell the son to get their rifles, as they will be helping us take down some of the Mexican Drug Cartel. I explain that they will be taking key positions to have the rachis of the group. I explain that they need to play scads of their .50 caliber ammunition. They should also bring their reach. I expect them to take a position that is senior high school and able-bodied to anguish them when we are attacked, which we will be.

I put tactical waistcoat on the ease of the others. Everyone going has multiple ammunition cartridge clip. Just as expected, Fernandez shows up with a vauntingly sinister Chevy Suburban. Gospel According to John follows with his hand truck and both CG boys. We drive across town and meet up with about 40 FBI agents. I pick out a rooftop and place the CG boys to the rooftop to hold a sniper's position.

As they climb the outside sword fervor ravel, they reach the rooftop in just a couple of instant. They focus their reach and lay out various clips of ammunition. They text that they are ready to do some damage.

King John and Donna carry a position at their incline ingress. Jill, Dakota and I take a stance at their social movement room access. About 20 federal agent are with us at the front room access, another 10 agentive role are with John at the incline door, and the rest of the factor along with Agent Longmire take a position at the back doorway. limited Agent Fernandez calls on his headset.

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

John Lackland and the agent with him kick in the side door, shooting everything that they see holding a gun. I kick in the front threshold and commence shooting everyone that I see inside, along with the 20 or so agents that enter with me. Dakota takes a defensive position outside so if any sneak past us she will claim them down.

Several agents kick in the back door. Lots of gunfire there, a couple of agents go down. Jill works her way to the agents coming through the backwards 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 cartridge holder empties, I load another taking aim at anyone moving. The agents that entered the front door with me are taking drug combine members out with precision. I'm sure that the gunplay can be heard in the neighborhood. I have hit and killed 9 cartel members all of whom were firing at myself and the FBI federal agent. No one was unarm that we shot at.

The unit process takes about 20 minutes. 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. bathroom said he killed 5 drug cartel bozo. Jill took 4 down, killing all four. Dakota got the only one that snuck out the position room access. He took a jibe at her and she put a round of golf between his eyes. Donna says she only got 3 drug cartel guys, but she said that the agents around her took down about a dozen guys, making them abruptly, not wounded.

There is a car full of combine members trying to escape. Both CG boys take respective shots at them and take out all 5 guys in the car, causing the car to break apart into a building across the street. I hear some hooting from the rooftop from the CG son, doing their job as professional snipers.

I check with Longmire and Fernandez. Both are just alright. Longmire says she got 4 and Fernandez says he got 4 as well. I thank them for allowing us to join them. Fernandez calls for an investigating agent to audience the other broker. Longmire and Fernandez tell me that I need to take my people out of here as they violated a big FBI convention. I gather out my people and off we go. We are all full of epinephrin on the driving home. I do the maths in my headway, John 5, Jill 4, Donna 3, Dakota 1, and I got 9. The CG boys got 5. My math counts a amount of 27. Fernandez said before we left that they did a quick count and it seems as if all told 53 cartel members have been shot and killed. No combine member is still animated, they all have been killed.

"Jill, schoolbook mortal back at the house, let them have it away we are all finely and no one got gibe,"I tell her. She grabs her phone and texts the house.

"They tell us, we are mad, but everyone is felicitous that we took it to them,"Jill tells all of us in bathroom's truck. We drive home, all of us are amped up on the adrenaline from shooting the cartel members. Donna tells us that she hasn't shot 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 that they weren't expecting us to take out 27 cartel members out of the 53 Fernandez said were killed. In my head, I did some spry maths and figured that it was just above 53 % of my group shooting and killing combine. 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 bother. I suggested that when we all get home that we are to houseclean our weapons and reload the ammunition clips.

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

CHAPTER 3

When we were all inside, Sammy had a serial of desserts prepared for all of us. He had another of his fabulous umber patty. He had a carrot cake with pick cheese frosting, and he had about 5 twelve umber chip cookies. 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 nauseate. He apologized to her, but he wouldn't promise her not to go again. She kissed him and told him that she was all nervous about him going on the attack on the drug cartel. He smiled and told her that he did it to prepare her prophylactic, she just put her weapon system around him and held onto her guy.

I can tell that the raid on the drug cartel has gotten Donna all amped up….and horny. I see her rustling to Jill ; I'm dead reckoning I know what the whispering is all about. The two CG boys immediately went out to the pool house after they stored their rifles in the gun prophylactic. They felt good taking out the bad guys. I can only hazard that if there is trouble, it will come from them taking out the careful of cartel members with their .50 caliber rifle shots. Maybe there will be an autopsy, maybe not. Let's Bob Hope for not.

Longmire and Fernandez really put their neck opening out by letting us be involved. I need to reckon of a way to give thanks them that won't get them into trouble. Before we left, I thanked the agent that kicked in the front threshold with me for watching my back during the firefight. Up until then, I had only imagined of ever being in a shootout, and now, I've been in one and the adrenaline rush is incredible.

As I suggested, everyone is cleaning their weapon, except for the two CG male child. They're in use getting laid over at the pool sign of the zodiac, or at least that's what I was thinking was going on. Young hombre, smut star topology girlfriend, plus a large chested roommate that is well known in the porn manufacture as a enceinte blowjob individual, what could Fred's two nephews ask for any better ?

Donna is overly chatty. She is talking to Jennifer about a stat mi 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 clock time he was gone. Her and Diane sat together and worried. John told her it was the most incredible thing he had ever done and that I had his book binding. She didn't need to be intimate that I was on a completely different position of the house from him. the true be told, it was the FBI factor that had his back, not me.

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

"dearie, what's going on. You seem more ruminative 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 snapshot ad killed that many people since my Clarence Day in the devil dog. However, unlike the war machine days, I shot from closeup. None of my dead reckoning were at someone that was no more than 8-10 feet away from me. In the military, I was shooting my weapon at mass that were usually about 100-200 feet away. Not the event today. Let me just swear out the result,"Jill tells me. I kiss her on the cheek and let her just sit and make clean her firearm.

I see no one in the TV room, so I head in there and reverse on the TV to watch an natural action video. I select the movie ‘ Bad son'with Will Julia Evelina Smith and Steve Martin D. H. Lawrence. Something in my learning ability Tell me that the role that Tea Leone plays isn't really acting, it's more like how she really is in life. As I'm watching the movie, Sammy comes over with a big bowl of Zea mays everta. I take a smattering and begin eating. My brain is loving this popcorn. It has real number melted butter, not some powdered butter flavoring nor butter flavored oil ( like at the movie theaters ). He also brings out a bowl of Ceylon cinnamon tree scratch popcorn. This one I really liked and took control of that bowl.

John came out and sat in the reclining chair. He asked for the popcorn bowl 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 English.

I sat there staring at the TV but was thinking about how golden my life has become. I got to do something that virtually no one would ever get to do, go on a mission with agents of the FBI. I could bear gotten my household in serious bother today. I need to settle down and stop thinking and acting impulsively. This could have turned out a good deal worsened than it did.

The shooting made the nightly news. According to the news, there was a amount of 40 drug combine penis killed as FBI factor tried to cede some warrants, which I thought was a good cover story.

I was deeply in thought process and not watching what was going on around me. I finally came back to seeing my little girlfriend, Dakota stuffing her face full phase of the moon of my cinnamon kale popcorn. She was giggling at me being off in the length while she pilfered my popcorn.

I pulled her into me and began to tickle her. That made her squeal with laugh. It's always nice to see her smile and jest. She's as goon as nails and foresee my pauperization 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 mensural in her ways.

Once Dakota and I settled down and I quit tickling her, Donna put her head on my shoulder. I can secern that Donna needs some strong-arm attention. I put my digit underneath her chin and pick her head 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 dress and measure into the shower. I just stood there looking at her beautiful trunk underneath the water. It was beautiful to watch the water cascading down her body, over her wonderful breasts, down her flat belly, and into the valley of pleasure known as her pussy.

She turns and summons me with that one finger that women use to muster you silently. I kick off my brake shoe, shed my wearing apparel and step into the rain shower with her. She comes over to me and puts her arms around my neck and pulls me into her, tightly. We had wonderful passionate sex for nearly an hour in the shower. 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 sleep together adult female, who is a sensual animate being. When we are done drying each other off, she wraps a towel around her and leaves the chamber. I, as usual, put a pair of drawers on and my usual Theodore Harold White tee shirt. I sat on the sleep bed for a few minutes thinking about the consequence of the day and how it affected everyone. John Lackland and Donna are all amped up. Jill pensively cleaning her weapon. Dakota trying to be her silly self. The CG boys, may have got done the best thing of all, go have courteous sweaty sex with their porn star girlfriend and Belinda.

My mind again thinks about Aurora. How did they get to her ? Did they just come to the door and attack when she opened it ? Did we kill the person or person who murdered dawn ? Are there more out there hiding ? Should I bear on to vex about something happening to one of the house appendage ? 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 artillery, but it remains on the dining room table.

"Hey Darling, 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 safe and put it inside on one of the two shelves. I feel a bit easygoing about putting the gun in the safe.

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

"We're here to birth something to a Mr. David Graham Greene, but we need to induce him bless for it. Please direct him out here,"the man with an obviously Russian accent mark says into our logic gate speaker.

"I'm sorry. Mr. Greene is not useable right now. delight feel free to leave the packet at the gate and someone will get out to get it,"I say into the speaker.

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

Like I said a few bit ago, Mr. Henry Graham Greene is very busy. If you want to leave him the software program, then fine we'll come out to get it. Otherwise, you'll have to have one of his assistants to sign for the parcel,"I tell the man.

I get no response, but on the security tv camera, I see him shrug his articulatio humeri with mortal else taking the box from the man that spoke. They walk back down the overhaul road. Apparently, they must get used Google maps to find that we have a service road leading to the presence gate.

I texted Fernandez that we were visited by our Russian supporter again. I made a DVD for whoever will come up to pick it up. Making the videodisc made me think about Patrick, see what we saw may make him not desire to go on the date with Longmire. I decided to shout out Patrick.

"Hey, Patrick. It's 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 newspaper for a replacement for Aurora. I mean, she was an unbelievable painfulness in the ass, but when she turned on the appealingness, she could tempt the wind sleeve right off you, but you already know that. You and she dated for a piece. May I ask how long you dated and how yearn ago ?"Patrick asks.

"Well, we dated respective years ago, before I married my firstly wife. Funny thing, we only dated about a month or two, we were magical in bed, but we were oil and water bread and butter together. She and I didn't mix outside of the bedroom,"I tell him.

"I can understand that. We dated for about 5 calendar 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 die because I'm whoring around,"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 grinning on your face. She understands long hours as she probably works somewhere between 60-75 hours a week, audio familiar ?"I ask.

"Yeah, it variety of sounds like we are interpretation of each other. What does she do for a living that she works so many hr ? Does she own her own business as well ?"Patrick asks.

"Nope, she's in law enforcement. Hey, I just thought, you don't have a criminal record book, 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 beginning meeting of her,"I say to him still laughing a bit.

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

"Yeah, I'm OK with you sending a car for me,"he says to me before giving me his reference. I notice that the address is in a gracious portion of LA. It 's not Beverly James Jerome Hill, but still a courteous persona of LA. Now, I must convince Longmire to give me her house name and address for this to function. In my header, I thought about how today went and maybe, just maybe Longmire will believe me enough to percentage with her home address.

I hang up the phone 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 address. 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 longsighted suspension before she finally agrees to establish me her home address.

"Thank you, Heidi. I assume I have your permission to yell you Heidi when we're not talking workplace ?"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 course, where are we going for dinner ?"She asks.

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

We chat a few more minutes before we say our good-by. I feel better about the appointment still being on. 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 air a stretchability limo to Saint Patrick's address first, then to Heidi's. In my brain, 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 cockcrow. I decided that the limo needs to come here first to pick up Jill and me, then Patrick, and finally Heidi.

I saw Dakota still watching a moving-picture show on the couch in the TV room. In my head, if we Jill and I were going to the war hawk, then we would want to impart about 3:00 pm to get habitation in time to shower and interchange, then get into the limo and heading to their houses. Of course, in my head, I wondered if we should blame up Heidi first and thus not showing her address to somebody she has not checked out. It just made more horse sense to me to pick her up first then Patrick.

Jill was out in the TV room, but she was sitting in the reclining chair, not really participating with anyone. Sammy had brought a roll of popcorn, but she only had a span of bite out of it. She just set it down on the little side hold over future to the chair.

CHAPTER 4

When I woke up in the morning, I found Jill snoring next to me and a small piffling creature all snuggled up, ass first into me. I could tell just by the smell 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 direct to the toilet for my usual daybreak rite. 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 automobile razor instead. I step into the exhibitor and demand a nice hot shower. Once again, being alone in the rain shower only takes a few minutes to get everything clean, including my hair.

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

As I picked my clothes out of the water closet, I had to awaken Jill. I'm a bit disquieted about her. Hopefully, she has pondered what happened yesterday with the drug cartel. I have the statement in my promontory as to why we should let done what we did with the Feds. I don't want to have to occupy 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 loose, give her a little tremble and she pops her optic open and gets her day going with a with child cup of coffee.

Dakota bounds into the shower, 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 arms around me and leaned in for a second kiss, which I gave her.

"trade good cockcrow pet,"Jill says to me. I was happy to hear her say those words.

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

"Oh yeah, once I had a nice 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 wake you. We have the entirely particular date that's not a escort thing, this evening don't we ?"She asks.

"You mean the introduction dinner,"I tell her even though it could go horribly wrong."Yes, we have that tonight,"she smiles as I tell her that. She picks out a nice twosome of blue jean and a Andrew Dickson White blouse along with a duad of low heel. For work, she chooses a dainty skirt along with a colored blouse. I just smile at what I see. When she hears the water work off and Dakota coming into the bedroom, she gets up and read/write head to the lav to get ready.

Dakota, with a towel wrapped around her beautiful little body, flips the back of the towel up to flash me her cunning 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 pass some sentence going shopping, however, the two ladies that I love the most I have absolutely no estimation what to get either of them.

I see several phone bearing dangling on the dresser and another one on Jill's makeup table. I grab my phone off the battery charger along with my wallet and keys and point out to the kitchen. I get there before Dakota, so I turn on the coffee berry pot.

John is already there eating a bowl of grain. I see both Jennifer and Diane all dressed for work. I have it in my brain to find out on Jennifer's advancement in solving some of the issues that we had discussed a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ago.

Paula comes out, looking ravishing and kisses me on the cheek, pours herself a cup of coffee and mind to bring. Donna comes out, also looking stunning. She gives me a passionate candy kiss, probably from our lovemaking session yesterday in the shower. She had a partner off slices of toast with a fry 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 juice and put it in figurehead of me. I watched her eat the electrocute egg sandwich and pledge a cup of coffee. When she was done, she tossed her paper crustal plate into the trash, kissed me again and headed out.

I see that I missed a call from Agent Longmire. I decided that it was too former to prognosticate her back, so I set an alarm on my earphone to cue me to cry her in a short circuit while.

Dakota finally came out to the kitchen, and as expected she went right for the java pot. She checked my drinking glass to take a leak 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 look amazing. I don't know what it was this forenoon, but all the gentlewoman looked wonderful as they headed out to work. I ask Jill if she will repel us to the Hawk, as we are going to be leaving betimes, probably around 3, so she has sufficiency time to get prepare. 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 device driver for tonight's dinner party. Dakota had already given Fred the addresses for both Patrick and Heidi.

I was glad to hear everything was all set up. What concerned me was the earpiece cry from Longmire that might change things.

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

"Good morning factor Longmire. I see that I missed a vociferation from you net dark, Is everything alright ?"I ask.

"Yeah, everything is fine. I just wanted to get your agenda today so I can bring in you your laptop and your married woman's tower. We installed two course of study to keep any further nasty emails from appearing in your email box. We have also added a program that will locomote 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 agenda is that both Jill and I will be at the Hawk building downtown and will be leaving there about 3 pm to come house and get ready for an introduction dinner with two people whom I think will be a good fit for each other,"I say to her.

"Well, I'm glad you feel that way. It's nice to make love soul 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 require to see a limousine appearance up at her figurehead door. She tries to object politely, but I won't hear of it and just state her to be fix. She assures me that she will be waiting.

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

I don't know why, but Amy came popping into my mind. 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, are you set for tonight ?"I ask Jill.

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

"I picked Longhorn,"I tell her.

"What sentence will the limousine come to the mansion to get us ?"Jill asks.

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

As common, when we get to the Hawk, we park on the second floor and pick out the crossover to the tower. Once inside the tower, the security sentry go tells us good break of the day as we wait for the elevator. When the room access opened, I felt Jill's hand squeeze my ass even though there are about a dozen people on the lift.

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 computer as I was thankful to see that firearm of equipment come back into my life sentence. Jill took the former computer, 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 queasy about meeting this guy. I told her not to worry, if all goes nicely, then she will maybe have someone to natter to who also works all the insane hours. I put my laptop in my backpack pulling out the two videodisc that I made for Longmire. I gave them to her before she stepped onto the lift. 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.

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

"We are making progress. The old lady who was cleaning toilets has a company to look over now that is handling all the janitorial in the building for her. There is a new marketer who is imperativeness washing the Eagle so the outside will suffer the curbing appeal that you are looking for to match up with former buildings in DC,"she tells me.

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

"favorite, I just wanted to let you lie with that I'm taking a short stumble to Seattle, I see issues that need to be addressed. I may direct another run to the Dallas market as there are still issues with the entire eatery division there,"I tell her.

"Will these be on the same trip, or will you add up base first. I need to know if my boyfriend can come over,"she says smiling and giggling at me with her gag. I just smile and let her do it 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 room. I decide not to kiss BJ, for no material understanding 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 scream the local Jimmy John's and gild sandwiches for everyone on the storey. She takes her phone and her supporter's notebook computer to pull in the telephone set call. When it was done, she tells me that the food will be here in about 35-40 minutes, which seems fair to me.

I decided that I should try out my laptop to see if the program that the FBI put on the laptop will decelerate the system down. Taking the computer out of my rucksack I open it and twist it on. It boots good up just like it normally does.

I log into the netmail portal and tone at the monolithic number of e-mail that I have. 1755 email. I guess not having my laptop computer allowed my email inbox to get overcharge. I started with the common, 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 teacher, I was for sure that we, along with the FBI have eliminated that full group from their hiding place, much like roaches. I look at the TV screenland on in the breakroom and see that the Mexican Drug trust shot is still in the new rhythm. Although I shouldn't be surprised, with that many bad guys dying it will abide in the intelligence cycle for several says.

I spend time working my way through the emails. When the sandwiches arrive, my darling Dakota joins me in my agency. She ordered me a dud sandwich with great deal of mayo and spare tomatoes. To my surprise and delight, she ordered herself a vegetarian sandwich. She also ordered one for Diane as well. However, for Jill, she ordered their three-meat sub. It came with Meleagris gallopavo, ham, and roast beef. For me, she ordered what I like the ham and turkey, however, she knows that I like both spear carrier mayo and spare tomatoes.

I call several 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 electric refrigerator and sat at their desk to eat. That really bothered me, I want everyone to enjoy their lunchtime. Since Sharon is across the board from me, I let her have it away that no one should be working during their lunch hour. She tells me that she will wield that and goes back to eating her sub.

Jill never left her conference room ; however, she did station BJ out to join us in the big league room. The older lady, Ruth replaced Danni at the front desk. I was very beaming to see that happen.

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

IF YOU ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER PLEASE LEAVE ME A commentary, THANK YOU PABLO DIABLO .