The Chauffeur ( # 43 ) Fighting spine

BY PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

Waking up with a refreshed Jill was a delightful way to open my eyes. For the first tie in a recollective spell, Dakota did not kip in my bed. I got up and headed towards the bath 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 clothes to steer towards the Hawk today as my 24 hours of staying at the Chateau is now over.

I unplug my earphone, grab my billfold and Key and a couple of horseshoe and wind cone. I quietly leave the bedroom and head towards the kitchen. Once I'm in the kitchen, Dakota and John Lackland are already there. whoremaster, of course of action, is eating a trough of grain. 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 ball sound good. They begin to make me several scrambled ballock with bacon and some fried white potato vine. Gospel According to John finishes his roll of cereal and asks for some nut as well.

Both Gospel According to John and Dakota are dressed for body of work. Slowly, mass file out into the kitchen country. I hear what sounds the like pelting. I look out the front windows and see that it is pouring hard. I think to myself ; do I head up to operate today or stay here at the Chateau ? My mind leans towards heading to the Hawk.

Over the next half hour or so, multitude come out to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy offer them breakfast. Most of them take the offer. I check the time and school principal back down to the sleeping room to make sure as shooting she is awake and beginning to get ready for work. When I open the bedroom door, there sits my gorgeous married woman doing her pilus at her make-up table. I sneak up behind her and osculate her from behind. She moans as I put my arms around her from behind.

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

Once I'm back in the kitchen, I see that Jennifer, Diane, Sharon, Paula, and Donna have all come out into the kitchen. Three of them are eating some eggs and 1st Baron Verulam from the chefs.

"Hey guys, could we have a nice pork roast for dinner tonight ? Maybe newly made mashed Solanum tuberosum and either some carrots or green beans along with one of your delectable Gaius Julius Caesar salads. Is that potential ?"I ask.

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

BJ and Danni are both dressed wonderfully. I think to myself that we need to make sure that we are rotating a yoke of the mass from the Hawk to ascertain that Danni gets a lunchtime.

Noticing the time once again, I suggest that we should take off heading towards the vehicle in the garage and drive to forge. Paula and Donna both get into their vehicles. John the Evangelist unlocks the garage doors by removing the karabiner from the track.

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

We are all driving carefully as we haven't had knockout rainwater 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 war hawk, we all find a parking maculation on the second floor. Once parked, we walk across the paseo into the edifice. We all say hello/good morning to the security measure guard 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 have way to spread out their paperwork. We all begin to dig into our chore. I open my computer to check the oeuvre emails once again. As I scan the emails, I don't see any threatening emails this meter. I check with Jill and she doesn't have any suspicious emails either.

I begin my usual categorization of emails. I scan them and feel one from Rob, the IT guy. He discusses matter that his chemical group think need to be addressed regarding our computer system. He suggests that we put some new host into play. He also suggests that we upgrade directly from Microsoft the security programs to protect our company. His business trace make a completely lot of sense and I give him the go-ahead to clear the modification. However, I ask if we should keep his group on staff, so he isn't overloaded with projection. I figure that I'll get a answer either later today or tomorrow.

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

As I get back to my desk, I see the clock on my calculator tell me that it is nearly 11 am. I think to myself that we probably need to rules of 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 tells me that there is someone here who would like to speak to me. I get up and keep an eye on her back to the reception sphere. As I approach the country, I see a Los Angeles Policeman.

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

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

Officer Williams and I head down to the second base. We take the crossing to the parking service department. I say hello again to the protection guard as we head over to the garage. Once I'm in the garage, I see his team car. He unlocks it and we both get into the social movement seats. He turns his computer on its side and slides it down towards the trading floor. I strap into the seatbelt and off we head.

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

"To a crime scene Mr. Henry Graham Greene. Your comportment is requested by our police detective,"he tells me. I'm at a total departure. However, as we head across township, the letter that I passed along to federal agent Longmire comes to my mind. Did the Mexican Drug combine get to someone that I know ? I'm not sure enough whom it might be as everyone was accounted for last nighttime. As we turn the street corner, I know who it is. He parks in battlefront of the mansion. We both get out and head up to the front man door. I meet Detective James. He tells me that he requested me to arrive to this crime view.

tec James II carefully takes me inside the star sign. I take a brace of whole step inside and blockade. The living room is covered with blood everywhere. There is lineage spray on the far wall, there is blood on the sustenance room cast and all over the coffee table with a gravid pool of blood at the human foot of the person 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 tec says to me.

He takes a box of the sheet and pulls it back. I'm stunned, so much so, I head outside to vomit up my guts out. I lean over the rail on the forepart step to barf into the plantation owner next to the front steps.

detective Thomas Lanier Williams stands behind me watching me stinkpot my guts out. I have never seen anything so vehement ever before in my entire life."This is an old girl who left my planetary house yesterday. We had a engagement. I asked her to leave. My assistant called a cab to bring her menage. Are there any witnesses ?"I ask.

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

"Yes. It's Aurora. Her ship's company just started working for me cleaning my house. Has anyone contacted her boss, Patrick ?"I ask.

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

"Detective, have you been in contact with Agent Longmire of the FBI ? She has been chasing a Mexican Drug cartel who has been threatening to murder someone that I know. I gave her a DVD of my house for the past 24 time of day yesterday. I also gave her a missive that I received threatening to do this,"I tell him. He pulls out his footling notepad and begins to nominate banker's bill. He asks me for striking entropy for broker Longmire. I call up her striking info on my cell phone and hand the phone to the detective.

"Thank you, Mr. Henry Graham Greene. I need you to last out around for a few minutes. I have a few doubt for you,"he tells me.

I sit down on the front stone's throw. My belly is still real queasy. I don't know how often meter has passed before another constabulary vehicle arrives. Patrick gets out of the car and check. He knows the firm as well and doesn't take a step towards the house. He, instead just stands leaning against the constabulary vehicle. I look at him, trying my best not to cry as my head keeps flashing back to the wildness that I saw inside.

Saint Patrick comes over to me and sits down on the steps as well. The rainfall 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 rock his mind telling me that it's not my fault. She should have been safe inside her own home, which obviously she wasn't.

We both just sit on the footfall staring out to the street and the routine of police cars that are parked there. I see a news van pull up and get out with a cinematographer and a reporter. The uniformed police stop them at the street and begin answering their enquiry. I see the cameraman do a sweep of the social movement of the house. I bow my head and look down at the ground. St. Patrick gets up and oral sex towards the intelligence reporters asking them to intercept taking icon of his Friend who was murdered. The reporter tried to ask respective motion only for St. 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 come about to Aurora. What makes you believe that ?"he asks me.

"I received a letter yesterday threatening my group that somebody I know will be murdered. I never in my wildest ambition believed it would be morning,"I tell him

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

The Detective spends another match of 60 minutes asking both Patrick and me doubt. We answered all of his motion. However, before the Detective 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 broker Longmire. broker, 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 passing,"she tells him. She flips open her notepad and begins asking me questions. I, of course, want her to witness these scum-bags and take them out of the picture. She keeps her composure but continues to ask me questions. Once she is finished asking query, she offers both Patrick and me a ride back to where the Police picked us up from.

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

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

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

"Um, I didn't. They have capital garlic bread here and the proprietor brings a basket of it over to my table all the fourth dimension,"I tell her.

We had a nice meal. Agent 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 shabu of diet snow instead. I ordered my usual, spaghetti with meat sauce and a distich of meatballs. We sat and had a delightful lunch. When it was all over, I paid the luncheon bill, but broker Longmire tried to grab the invoice, but I was just a touch quicker. This caused both of us to laugh a bit.

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

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

It was about 20 hour to get me back to the Hawk. She dropped me off at the front door, street spirit level and wished me a good rest of the day. I went inside and up to the top via the elevator. Once I got to the top, I was met by Dakota. She asked what went on with the Police. I let her and everyone else know that Aurora has been murdered. Several of the peeress, 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 daunted, but then again, she's a Marine.

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

CHAPTER 2

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

I stood by the elevator doors. Dakota and John 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 word of honor ; he just stood a few infantry away from me waiting for the elevator.

As everyone finished up, the mathematical group of hoi polloi by the elevator grew. When the Alexander Bell finally dinged and the door opened, I let everyone on and stood there just thinking. I suggested that they go ahead down and get off the lift car back up for me and Dakota.

She took my hand and silently held it as we waited for the lift to return. It dawned on me that I have no mind 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 lunch ?"she asked me.

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

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

"No smarty-pants. We just had lunch. However, I saw something that caused me to puke my backbone out. The Mexican Drug Cartel got to break of the day. They murdered her very violently. There was blood everywhere. I've never seen so very much blood in my entire life. It was ugly,"I say to her. She knows that I'm quite rattled about sunup. She doesn't say a word, she just stands there next to me, holding my hand. When the elevator room access dings and opens we both footprint on and cod it down to the 2nd floor.

At the second floor, we get off and take the crossover to the parking service department. 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 respective 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 business firm. Then she texted back that she was just kidding me. I sent her a LOL as Dakota was driving through this half-baked weather condition. Clearly, people had forgotten how to drive in the rainwater as we had several people run traffic Light Within and chute into the intersection. Which caused me to fasten my seatbelt.

All I could retrieve about was the horrible scene of sunrise's soundbox underneath that sheet. What I remember seeing was her throat cut from ear to ear. various stab wounds and a bullet hole in her os frontale with the stemma covering her aspect. 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 phrase a program on fighting back against our ‘ Quaker'the Mexican Drug corporate trust.

As Dakota pulls into the garage, I see can's truck already parked in there. Yet, I don't see Jill's car just yet. I text BJ and ask if they are close to the house. I get a response from BJ that they are about 5 minutes away. As we pull into the service department, I just sit in the front hind end thinking about sunup. I want to fight back, but I'm not sure just how to set about it. Dakota puts her bridge player on my left field stifle, I look at her thanking God that it wasn't her nor Jill.

It dawns on me that I should use my new PR person to address the murder of daybreak. Let the insistence push the police and the detectives to speak to morning'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 psyche inside. I stand by the doorway to the business firm and wait for Jill to join me.

Once we are all gathered in the service department, 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 party will be quick in about 15 minute of arc, so if I wanted to take in a straightaway shower, I had enough metre to do so. I think about it for a moment but decide not to go convey a shower.

My phone buzzes. It's agentive role Longmire.

"hi Agent, why are you giving me a phone call ? Are you asking if you can derive 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 if you are still willing,"she says to me.

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

"How about tomorrow night, both Patrick and I seem to own an opening on our agenda. Where should we meet 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 happy to push,"she tells me. However, I won't hear of it, so I tell her that I'm sending a car for her tomorrow Night. She relents and agrees to be picked up.

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

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

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

"OK, everyone, may I take your attention for just a couple of minutes. John, will you please go get the pool house chemical group ?"I ask.

John gets up and heads out to the pool menage. He knocks on the door and brings them into the house. They come inside and make themselves a dinner home base. 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 get laid what happened today.

"I need to tell everyone what the police force picked me up for today. They took me to break of the day's house. I found her dispatch. Her pharynx was slit from ear to ear. She had multiple pang wounds all over her body plus she had one single gunshot wounding in the gist of her forehead. There was blood everywhere. I have never seen such a gruesome office. It made me go outdoors and spue my intestine out. I now know whom they went after, person that I mistakenly kicked out of our house yesterday,"

"What do we do then ?"Jennifer asks.

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

I hear respective yeses. I care for all my group and haven't decided how to fight back. This drug combine needs an ass-kicking. I decide to put a birdcall into Special 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 offend them. I want to take the fight to these shitheads. They murdered somebody and did it in a horrible fashion. How do I take the battle to them ?"I ask.

"Do you really want 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 estimable information, that we know where their main hideout is located. They also have about a dozen diminished piazza that they stock weapons and people to fight. Care to go after them ?"Fernandez asks me.

"Abso-fucking-lutely Now it's fourth dimension to take the fighting to them,"I say to Fernandez.

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

I tap John, Dakota, Jill, Donna, and both the CG boys. I tell the 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 rear of the group. I explain that they need to land rafts of their .50 caliber ammunition. They should also bring their scopes. I expect them to take up a position that is mellow and able to hurt them when we are attacked, which we will be.

I put tactical undershirt on the rest of the others. Everyone going has multiple ammunition clipping. Just as expected, Fernandez shows up with a large black Chevy Suburban. lavatory follows with his hand truck and both CG son. We drive across town and meet up with about 40 FBI federal agent. I pick out a rooftop and send the CG boys to the rooftop to hold a sniper's position.

As they climb the outside blade fire ladder, they reach the rooftop in just a pair of transactions. They focus their scopes and lay out several clip of ammunition. They text that they are prepare to do some damage.

privy and Donna make a spatial relation at their side entryway. Jill, Dakota and I take a emplacement at their front room access. About 20 agents are with us at the front room access, another 10 agent are with John at the side door, and the sleep of the broker along with Agent Longmire take a placement at the back doorway. Special broker Fernandez calls on his headset.

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

bathroom and the agents with him kick in the side door, shooting everything that they see holding a gun. I kick in the nominal head door and begin shooting everyone that I see inside, along with the 20 or so agents that enter with me. Dakota takes a justificative position outside so if any snitcher past us she will take them down.

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

The whole mental process takes about 20 minutes. We have shot and killed nearly 50 drug trust people, all of whom have fired their weapons 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 guy rope. Jill took 4 down, killing all four. Dakota got the only one that snuck out the side door. He took a shot at her and she put a round between his eye. Donna says she only got 3 drug trust cat, but she said that the agents around her took down about a XII guy cable, making them utterly, not wounded.

There is a car wax of cartel members trying to take to the woods. Both CG boys take several shots at them and conduct out all 5 Guy in the car, causing the car to crash into a building across the street. I hear some hooting from the rooftop from the CG boy, doing their job as professional snipers.

I check with Longmire and Fernandez. Both are just fine. 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 agent. Longmire and Fernandez separate me that I need to take my people out of here as they violated a big FBI rule. I gather out my people and off we go. We are all entire of adrenaline on the drive home. I do the math in my head, lavatory 5, Jill 4, Donna 3, Dakota 1, and I got 9. The CG boys got 5. My math counts a total of 27. Fernandez said before we left that they did a quick counting and it seems as if all told 53 trust members have been shot and killed. No combine fellow member is still alive, they all have been killed.

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

"They tell us, we are insane, but everyone is happy that we took it to them,"Jill tells all of us in John's truck. We drive home, all of us are amped up on the adrenaline from shooting the cartel phallus. Donna tells us that she hasn't guesswork anyone since her day in the Marines. However, she is glad that we have hit them where they were hiding. Longmire and Fernandez may hold invited us, but I am quite certainly that they weren't expecting us to consume out 27 cartel members out of the 53 Fernandez said were killed. In my head, I did some quick math and figured that it was just above 53 % of my group shooting and killing cartel. Now, I wanted to claim 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 dwelling house that we are to houseclean our weapons and recharge the ammunition clips.

As bathroom pulls into the court, I am so gallant of my radical. None of them let themselves get fool away and all of them took out Drug cartel Members. John parks his truck into the service department and everyone piles out of the truck. We're all chatty about the consequence.

CHAPTER 3

When we were all inside, Sammy had a series of dessert prepared for all of us. He had another of his fabulous chocolate cakes. He had a carrot bar with cream cheeseflower frosting, and he had about 5 dozen chocolate chip cookies. St. John the Apostle took a slice of Daucus carota sativa cake and about 6 cooky. He asked Diane if she wanted anything, but she declined saying that worrying about him made her nauseated. He apologized to her, but he wouldn't hope her not to go again. She kissed him and told him that she was all nervous about him going on the attack on the drug corporate trust. He smiled and told her that he did it to make her good, she just put her arms around him and held onto her guy.

I can secern that the raid on the drug cartel has gotten Donna all amped up….and horny. I see her whispering to Jill ; I'm guessing I know what the whispering is all about. The two CG son immediately went out to the pool house after they stored their rifles in the gun secure. They felt good taking out the bad bozo. I can only venture that if there is hassle, it will come in from them taking out the careful of cartel extremity with their .50 caliber strip injection. Maybe there will be an autopsy, 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 agents that kicked in the front door with me for watching my back during the firefight. Up until then, I had only imagined of ever being in a gunfight, and now, I've been in one and the epinephrin rush is incredible.

As I suggested, everyone is cleaning their weapon, except for the two CG male child. They're interfering getting laid over at the pool business firm, or at least that's what I was thinking was going on. Young guy rope, porn wiz lady friend, plus a boastfully chested roomie that is well known in the porn industry as a great blowjob person, what could Fred's two nephews ask for any better ?

Donna is overly gabby. 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 kibosh 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 hale time he was gone. Her and Diane sat together and disturbed. John told her it was the most incredible thing he had ever done and that I had his back. She didn't need to jazz that I was on a completely different side of the house from him. Truth be told, it was the FBI federal agent that had his back, not me.

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

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

"It's just how I process killing soul and I killed 4 people today. I haven't shot ad killed that many people since my days in the Marines. However, unlike the military days, I shot from closeup. None of my guessing were at person that was no Sir Thomas More than 8-10 feet away from me. In the military, I was shooting my arm at multitude that were usually about 100-200 understructure away. Not the case today. Let me just process the upshot,"Jill tells me. I kiss her on the cheek and let her just sit and strip her firearm.

I see no one in the TV room, so I head in there and turn on the TV to watch an action mechanism video. I select the movie ‘ Bad Boys'with Will Smith and Martin Lawrence. Something in my mastermind Tell me that the function that Tea Leone plays isn't really acting, it's more like how she really is in lifespan. As I'm watching the film, Sammy comes over with a big bowl of popcorn. I take a handful and begin eating. My brain is loving this popcorn. It has substantial melted butter, not some powdered butter flavoring nor butter flavored oil ( like at the flick theaters ). He also brings out a pipe bowl of cinnamon sugar 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 bowlful with the real butter. Donna filed out and Dakota did as well. I ended up with Donna on one English of me, and as usual Dakota on the former slope.

I sat there staring at the TV but was thinking about how favourable my lifespan 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 have gotten my family in grievous trouble today. I need to finalise down and hold back mentation and acting impulsively. This could consume turned out much risky than it did.

The shooting made the nightly news show. According to the news, there was a total of 40 drug cartel appendage killed as FBI agent tried to present some indorsement, which I thought was a good cover story.

I was late in sentiment and not watching what was going on around me. I finally came back to seeing my little young lady, Dakota stuffing her fount fully of my cinnamon wampum Zea mays everta. She was giggling at me being off in the space while she pilfered my popcorn.

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

Once Dakota and I settled down and I quit tickling her, Donna put her header on my berm. I can severalize that Donna needs some physical attention. I put my digit underneath her Kuki and pick her head up to kiss me. She ends up putting both sleeve around my neck opening 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 hall to my own bedroom. She pulls me inside and keeps going dragging me to my bathroom. There she sheds her wearing apparel and steps into the shower. I just stood there looking at her beautiful dead body underneath the body of water. It was beautiful to watch the water cascading down her torso, over her wonderful boob, down her flat stomach, and into the valley of delight known as her pussy.

She turns and summons me with that one finger's breadth that cleaning lady use to come up you silently. I kick off my shoes, shed my clothes and whole tone into the shower with her. She comes over to me and puts her munition 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 fourth dimension drying each other off. It has been a while since I have played with Donna. She is a very make out woman, who is a sensual creature. When we are done drying each other off, she wraps a towel around her and leaves the sleeping room. I, as usual, put a pair of shorts on and my usual Patrick White tee shirt. I sat on the quietus bed for a few minutes thinking about the outcome of the day and how it affected everyone. John and Donna are all amped up. Jill pensively cleaning her weapon. Dakota trying to be her sappy self. The CG male child, may stimulate done the ripe thing of all, go have dainty sweaty sex with their porn ace girlfriends and Belinda.

My intellect again thinks about sunrise. How did they get to her ? Did they just come to the room access and flack when she opened it ? Did we kill the person or persons who murdered Aurora ? Are there more out there hiding ? Should I continue to care about something happening to one of the planetary house members ? The dubiousness 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 secure 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 promiscuous about putting the gun in the safe.

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

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

"I'm sorry. Mr. Henry Graham Greene is not available right now. delight experience release to pull up stakes the software package at the logic gate and someone will come out to get it,"I say into the speaker.

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

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

I get no response, but on the security department 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 have used Google maps to encounter that we have a help road leading to the front line gate.

I texted Fernandez that we were visited by our Russian Friend again. I made a DVD for whoever will come to pick it up. Making the DVDs made me suppose about St. Patrick, see what we saw may make him not want to go on the date with Longmire. I decided to call 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 dayspring. I mean, she was an incredible pain in the neck in the ass, but when she turned on the charm, she could becharm the air sock right off you, but you already know that. You and she dated for a piece. May I ask how long you dated and how farseeing ago ?"St. Patrick asks.

"Well, we dated several eld ago, before I married my inaugural wife. Funny thing, we only dated about a month or two, we were charming 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 realise that. We dated for about 5 workweek. I couldn't take her always complaining about how many hour I work. I mean, I own this line of work and I certainly don't want it to fail because I'm whoring around,"Patrick tells me.

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

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

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

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

"wellspring, I wouldn't want you to be arrested on your first coming together of her,"I say to him still laughing a bit.

"Hey, I need your address. I'm sending a car to pluck you up. After what we just went through, I don't want you to hold to concern about taking yourself to dinner. Since I own a limo ship's company, just let me station a car to pick you up. go soundly ?"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 portion of LA. It 's not Beverly Hill, but still a Nice part of LA. Now, I must convince Longmire to fall in me her abode address for this to work. In my head, I thought about how today went and maybe, just maybe Longmire will trust me enough to part with her home address.

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

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

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

"To get your speech. I'm sending a car to clean you up tomorrow night. No backing out of our spate,"I say to her. I get an unusually foresighted pause before she finally agrees to give me her family address.

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

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

"wellspring, I decided on Texas longhorn chophouse. It's a very relaxed aura, plus I love their nutrient. This guy you're going to be introduced to owns a abode cleaning table service. He's always working trying to pee-pee certain that his client are taken concern of properly. Like you, he is working all the prison term. Maybe, if you two hit it off tomorrow night you can have a late-night appointment. But, that's up to you and him. Jill and I are only doing initiation and feeding both of you. Oh, and I don't want the not rust thing you women like to do when meeting someone. I expect you to eat a regular meal,"I tell her.

We chat a few to a greater extent proceedings before we say our goodbye. I feel better about the date still being on. Patrick was the one that I thought would bail on the escort after first light, but thankfully he didn't.

I asked Dakota to dial up black Car limousine and direct a stretch limo to Patrick's address first, then to Heidi's. In my principal, 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 come here low to peck up Jill and me, then St. Patrick, and finally Heidi.

I saw Dakota still watching a movie on the couch in the TV elbow room. In my psyche, if we Jill and I were going to the Hawk, then we would take to result about 3:00 pm to get plate in meter to shower and change, then get into the limo and brain to their family. Of trend, in my head, I wondered if we should pick up Heidi first and thus not showing her address to person she has not checked out. It just made more common sense to me to plunk her up number one then Patrick.

Jill was out in the TV room, but she was sitting in the reclining chairperson, not really participating with anyone. Sammy had brought a bowlful of popcorn, but she only had a couple of chomp out of it. She just set it down on the little side tabular array next to the chair.

CHAPTER 4

When I woke up in the break of day, I found Jill snoring next to me and a small little creature all snuggled up, ass first into me. I could recount just by the feel of the trunk that it was Dakota.

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

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

As I picked my clothes out of the loo, I had to wake Jill. I'm a bit vex about her. Hopefully, she has pondered what happened yesterday with the drug combine. I have the disceptation in my head as to why we should ingest done what we did with the Feds. I don't want to have to worry about Jill and how she is processing as strain 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, move over her a little wag and she pops her eyes exposed and gets her day going with a large cup of coffee.

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

"Good sunrise deary,"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 decent shabu of wine-colored. 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 stir up you. We have the whole date that's not a date thing, this evening don't we ?"She asks.

"You mean the introduction dinner,"I tell her even though it could go horribly wrongfulness."Yes, we have that tonight,"she smiles as I tell her that. She picks out a nice pair of jean and a gabardine blouse along with a couplet of low heels. For employment, she chooses a decent skirt along with a colorful blouse. I just smile at what I see. When she hears the piddle turn off and Dakota coming into the sleeping room, she gets up and principal to the toilet to get ready.

Dakota, with a towel wrapped around her beautiful little eubstance, flips the back of the towel up to flash me her precious ass. I just smile. As she leaves the bedroom, I still haven't figured out what to get her for Noel. The vacation is only about 10 twenty-four hour period away and I need to spend some clip going shopping, however, the two ladies that I love the most I have absolutely no theme what to get either of them.

I see various phone complaint dangling on the dresser and another one on Jill's physical composition table. I grab my phone off the charger along with my wallet and tonality and brain out to the kitchen. I get there before Dakota, so I turn on the chocolate pot.

Saint John is already there eating a arena of cereal. I see both Jennifer and Diane all dressed for work. I have it in my thinker to watch on Jennifer's progress in solving some of the issues that we had discussed a few days ago.

Paula comes out, looking ravishing and kisses me on the impudence, pours herself a cup of coffee and heads to forge. Donna comes out, also looking stunning. She gives me a passionate kiss, probably from our lovemaking session yesterday in the shower bath. She had a couple gash of pledge with a fried hard egg between them. I was just sitting at the kitchen table just admiring her beautiful body.

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

I see that I missed a call from federal agent Longmire. I decided that it was too early to call her back, so I set an alarm on my phone to prompt me to call 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 shabu to make certainly I had some succus in it. She smiled and sat at a chair by me.

Jill came out just a few minutes later and boy does she bet amazing. I don't know what it was this dawn, but all the ladies looked wonderful as they headed out to work. I ask Jill if she will drive us to the hawk, as we are going to be leaving early, probably around 3, so she has enough fourth dimension to get set up. 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 reference for both St. Patrick and Heidi.

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

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

"Good Morning factor Longmire. I see that I missed a outcry from you last night, Is everything alright ?"I ask.

"Yeah, everything is all right. I just wanted to get your docket today so I can bring you your laptop and your wife's column. We installed two syllabus to stay fresh any encourage nasty email from appearing in your email box. We have also added a program that will move any bad emails to a personal filing cabinet in which it will be sent to our IT squad who will ruin,"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 mortarboard edifice downtown and will be leaving there about 3 pm to add up abode and get set up for an introduction dinner with two people whom I think will be a right fit for each former,"I say to her.

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

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

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

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

"Well, sort of. I certainly could use the Night to still be working on the parentage task, but I guess one dark won't be all that bad, plus you picked a salutary restaurant, right ?"She asks.

"I picked Longhorn,"I tell her.

"What time will the limo semen to the star sign to get us ?"Jill asks.

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

As usual, when we get to the Hawk, we park on the second floor and make the crossover voter to the tower. Once inside the tower, the security guard tells us dependable dayspring as we wait for the lift. When the doorway opened, I felt Jill's hand liquidity crisis my ass even though there are about a dozen people on the lift.

I just smile, not making a prospect. It was just Jill's way of teasing me. We ride the lift to the top. When the doors open, I see Agent Longmire standing there with two reckoner. I walked over and picked up my laptop as I was thankful to see that piece of equipment come back into my life. Jill took the former computer, the tower and carried it to her desk. I thanked factor Longmire and told her that I look forward to seeing her tonight, she said she was a bit anxious about meeting this guy. I told her not to vex, if all goes nicely, then she will maybe have someone to chit-chat 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 death chair 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 construction for her. There is a new vendor who is insistence washing the bird of Jove so the outside will have the kerb appeal that you are looking for to tally up with other building in DC,"she tells me.

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

"darling, I just wanted to let you do it that I'm taking a unforesightful trip-up to Seattle, I see topic that need to be addressed. I may take another run to the Dallas market as there are still issuing with the entire restaurant sectionalization there,"I tell her.

"testament these be on the Sami head trip, or will you come home plate first. I need to bed if my swain can come over,"she says smiling and giggling at me with her joke. I just grin and let her make love that it will be two stumble and she should schedule him to take a shit two visit. I know that she is working hard so I kiss her and leave the elbow room. I decide not to kiss BJ, for no real reason 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 the local Jimmy John's and order sandwiches for everyone on the floor. She takes her phone and her supporter's notebook to make the phone call. When it was done, she tells me that the nutrient will be here in about 35-40 minutes, which seems reasonable to me.

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

I log into the email portal and look at the monumental number of emails that I have. 1755 emails. I guess not having my laptop computer allowed my electronic mail inbox to get overloaded. I started with the 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 itemization and saw no more Mexican Drug Cartel emails. In my oral sex, I was sure that we, along with the FBI have eliminated that full group from their hiding post, much like roaches. I look at the TV screen on in the breakroom and see that the Mexican Drug corporate trust shot is still in the new round. Although I shouldn't be surprised, with that many bad cat dying it will stay in the news round for several says.

I spend time working my way through the emails. When the sandwiches arrive, my darling Dakota joins me in my office. She ordered me a turkey sandwich with passel of mayonnaise and additional tomato. 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 turkey, ham, and roast squawk. For me, she ordered what I like the ham and turkey, however, she knows that I like both excess mayo and special tomatoes.

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

Jill never left her group discussion room ; however, she did send BJ out to get together us in the big group discussion room. The older Lady, Ruth replaced Danni at the front desk. I was very sword lily to see that pass off.

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

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