The Chauffeur ( # 43 ) Fighting dorsum

BY PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

Waking up with a refreshed Jill was a delicious way to open my middle. For the first tie in a long patch, Dakota did not sleep in my bed. I got up and headed towards the lavatory for my morning rite. I shaved and I showered.

Once I was through, I went back out to the bedroom where my darling wife was still sleeping. I put on clothes to head towards the Hawk today as my 24 hours of staying at the Chateau is now over.

I unplug my phone, catch my wallet and keys and a twain of shoes and windsock. I quietly leave the bedroom and head towards the kitchen. Once I'm in the kitchen, Dakota and John the Divine are already there. John, of line, is eating a bowl of food 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 ballock sound good. They begin to make me several scrambled ballock with bacon and some fried potatoes. St. John the Apostle finishes his sports stadium of cereal and asks for some eggs as well.

Both John and Dakota are dressed for workplace. Slowly, citizenry file out into the kitchen area. I hear what sounds the likes of rain. I look out the front Windows and see that it is pouring toilsome. I think to myself ; do I direct to act upon today or stay here at the Chateau ? My judgement leans towards heading to the Hawk.

Over the next half hour or so, masses come out to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy offer them breakfast. Most of them take the offer. I check the time and head back down to the bedchamber to get certainly she is wake and beginning to get make for work. When I open the bedroom door, there sits my gorgeous married woman doing her hair's-breadth at her makeup table. I sneak up behind her and kiss her from behind. She moans as I put my arms around her from behind.

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

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 bollock and bacon from the chefs.

"Hey guys, could we stimulate a skillful pork roast for dinner tonight ? Maybe new made mashed potatoes and either some carrots or putting surface beans along with one of your delicious Caesar salads. Is that possible ?"I ask.

"No David, we don't make anything like that. Maybe we will have some burgers from Red 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 seduce indisputable that we are rotating a couple of the masses from the Hawk to ensure that Danni gets a lunchtime.

Noticing the clip once again, I suggest that we should start heading towards the fomite in the garage and campaign to exploit. Paula and Donna both get into their vehicles. whoremonger unlocks the garage room access by removing the carabiners from the track.

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

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

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

I begin my usual categorisation of emails. I scan them and line up one from Rob, the IT guy. He discusses thing that his group think need to be addressed regarding our computer system. He suggests that we put some new server into play. He also suggests that we upgrade directly from Microsoft the security programs to protect our caller. His concern suggestions make a totally lot of sensation and I give him the go-ahead to construct the variety. However, I ask if we should proceed his chemical group on staff, so he isn't overloaded with projects. I figure that I'll get a reply either later today or tomorrow.

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

As I get back to my desk, I see the clock on my computer tell me that it is nearly 11 am. I think to myself that we probably need to orderliness lunch to be delivered since it is still raining. As I'm looking over the restaurant fare's online, Danni comes to my berth doorway and tell apart me that there is someone here who would like to speak to me. I get up and follow her back to the reception 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 police officer Jesse James Roger Williams. I need you to come with me,"he tells me. I'm completely lost."Let me get my help,"I tell him. He lets me cognize 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 officeholder Williams. She assures me that she will let both of them know.

officeholder Theodore Samuel Williams and I head down to the 2d floor. We take the crossover to the parking garage. I say hello again to the security department guard duty as we head over to the garage. Once I'm in the garage, I see his squad car. He unlocks it and we both get into the front ass. He turns his calculator on its side and slides it down towards the story. I strap into the seatbelt and off we head.

"policeman Hank Williams, where are we headed ?"I ask.

"To a criminal offense conniption Mr. Greene. Your mien is requested by our Detectives,"he tells me. I'm at a total deprivation. However, as we head across town, the missive that I passed along to federal agent Longmire comes to my mind. Did the Mexican Drug Cartel get to person that I know ? I'm not surely whom it might be as everyone was accounted for last night. As we turn the corner, I know who it is. He parks in strawman of the house. We both get out and head up to the front threshold. I meet investigator James. He tells me that he requested me to add up to this crime conniption.

Detective St. James the Apostle carefully takes me inside the house. I take a couple of steps inside and give up. The living way is covered with blood everywhere. There is blood spray on the far wall, there is blood on the living room couch and all over the coffee table with a with child kitty of blood at the feet of the person who is underneath the sheet.

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

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

He takes a recession of the sheet and pulls it back. I'm stunned, so much so, I head outside to spue my backbone out. I lean over the railing on the front step to spew into the planter next to the strawman steps.

detective Williams stands behind me watching me barf my backbone out. I have never seen anything so violent ever before in my full biography."This is an old girl who left my house yesterday. We had a fight. I asked her to leave. My assistant called a cab to institute her nursing home. Are there any attestant ?"I ask.

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

"Yes. It's Aurora. Her society 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 tec Tell me.

"police detective, have you been in impinging with factor Longmire of the FBI ? She has been chasing a Mexican Drug corporate trust who has been threatening to remove person that I know. I gave her a DVD of my theater for the past times 24 hours yesterday. I also gave her a letter that I received threatening to do this,"I tell him. He pulls out his fiddling notepad and begins to make believe banknote. He asks me for contact selective information for factor Longmire. I call up her physical contact info on my jail cell phone and script the phone to the detective.

"Thank you, Mr. Greene. I need you to last out around for a few moment. I have a few questions for you,"he tells me.

I sit down on the front steps. My belly is still substantial queasy. I don't know how very much time has passed before another police vehicle arrives. Patrick gets out of the car and stops. He knows the theater as well and doesn't take a footmark towards the family. He, instead just stands leaning against the police vehicle. I look at him, trying my best not to cry as my foreland keeps flashing back to the violence that I saw inside.

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

"Is it Aurora ?"he asks.

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

We both just sit on the steps staring out to the street and the number of police railroad car that are parked there. I see a word van commit up and get out with a camera operator and a newsman. The uniform police stop them at the street and start out answering their inquiry. I see the cameraman do a sweep of the figurehead of the house. I bow my head and look down at the ground. Saint Patrick gets up and drumhead towards the news reporters asking them to stop taking motion-picture show of his friend who was murdered. The newsman tried to ask various questions only for Saint Patrick to plow and walk away from them.

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

"I received a letter yesterday threatening my grouping that person I know will be murdered. I never in my wild ambition believed it would be dayspring,"I tell him

"Jacques Louis David, you're not to blame. Whoever did this is the somebody 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 things are.

The Detective spends another couple of hours asking both St. Patrick and me questions. We answered all of his dubiousness. However, before the Detective let us go, agentive role Longmire showed up. She spent respective min chatting with the Detective. Once they finished their conversation, she came over to see me and Patrick.

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

"Mr. St. Patrick, I'm sorry that we met under these fate. Also, I'm sorry for your loss,"she tells him. She flips open her notepad and begins asking me dubiousness. I, of course, want her to bump these scum-bags and take them out of the exposure. She keeps her composure but continues to ask me questions. Once she is finished asking question, she offers both Patrick and me a ride back to where the Police picked us up from.

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

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

He sat us at a table and brought over the usual basket of garlic lucre."Jacques Louis David, how did you know that I love garlic cabbage ?"the agent asks me.

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

We had a nice meal. agentive role Longmire ordered chicken Parmesan on a bed of spaghetti noodle. I offered to order her a glassful of Chianti, but she declined saying that she was working. She ordered a glass of diet Coca Cola 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 Agent Longmire tried to grab the bill, but I was just a touch quicker. This caused both of us to express mirth a bit.

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

As we finished our meal, we headed towards the front room access to leave. Oddly enough, Agent Longmire clutched my cubitus as we left. This made me finger much better about her.

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

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

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

CHAPTER 2

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

I stood by the elevator door. Dakota and Saint John the Apostle both came over to me asking what had happened with the constabulary. I told him that we would take that word back at the Chateau. He didn't ask another tidings ; he just stood a few infantry away from me waiting for the elevator.

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

She took my hired man and silently held it as we waited for the elevator to revert. It dawned on me that I have no musical theme what everyone had for lunch.

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

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

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

"Agent Longmire, eh ? Should we expect her to show up at the star sign 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 guts out. The Mexican Drug Cartel got to sunrise. They murdered her very violently. There was blood everywhere. I've never seen so much line of descent in my entire life. It was horrible,"I say to her. She knows that I'm quite rattled about dawn. She doesn't say a Bible, she just stands there next to me, holding my handwriting. When the elevator doorway dings and opens we both footfall on and ride it down to the 2nd floor.

At the second floor, we get off and contain the crossing over 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 caput back towards the Chateau. It is still raining, something that we haven't seen much of in southern California in respective weeks.

I text Amy asking her if the chefs made the porc roast that I asked for this morning. She told me that Red Robin burgers were waiting for me to get to the house. Then she texted back that she was just kidding me. I sent her a LOL as Dakota was driving through this unhinged weather. Clearly, masses had forgotten how to drive in the rain as we had respective people run traffic lights and coast into the intersection. Which caused me to stiffen my seatbelt.

All I could think about was the frightful scene of daybreak's body underneath that mainsheet. What I remember seeing was her throat cut from ear to ear. respective knife thrust wounds and a bullet hole in her forehead with the bloodline covering her case. It just kept haunting me.

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

As Dakota pulls into the garage, I see privy'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 down to the menage. I get a response from BJ that they are about 5 minutes away. As we pull into the garage, I just sit in the front seat thinking about break of the day. I want to fight back, but I'm not sure just how to approach it. Dakota puts her bridge player on my forget articulatio genus, I look at her thanking God that it wasn't her nor Jill.

It dawns on me that I should use my new PR person to address the execution of Aurora. Let the jam push the police and the detectives to mouth to daybreak's death. As I hear the garage doorway open and see Jill's car enter the garage, I decide to get out of Dakota's car and read/write head inside. I stand by the door to the theater and postponement for Jill to join me.

Once we are all gathered in the garage, I hold the door open for all the noblewoman. Each one gives me a kiss as they go inside.

We all end up in the kitchen, Bobby tells me that dinner will be fix in about 15 transactions, so if I wanted to drive a warm shower, I had adequate prison term to do so. I think about it for a moment but decide not to go rent a exhibitor.

My earpiece buzzes. It's Agent Longmire.

"hello federal agent, why are you giving me a telephone yell ? Are you asking if you can come over for dinner party ?"I ask chuckling a bit.

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

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

"How about tomorrow night, both Patrick and I seem to possess an opening on our schedule. 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 find fault you up,"I tell her.

"Oh, you don't have to do that. I'll be felicitous to labour,"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 war hawk to make for me both my laptop and Jill's tower. I thank her and we end the phone call.

The chefs have dinner ready. John the Evangelist makes a denture for Diane, that included some salad. He also made himself a plateful.

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

"OK, everyone, may I give your care for just a pair of arcminute. Gospel According to John, will you please go get the pool house mathematical group ?"I ask.

whoremaster gets up and heads out to the pocket billiards theater. He knocks on the doorway and brings them into the house. They come inside and take themselves a dinner shell. I send Dakota to get Mom and Fred.

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

"I need to distinguish everyone what the law picked me up for today. They took me to morning's house. I found her murdered. Her throat was slit from ear to ear. She had multiple stab wounds all over her body plus she had one ace gunfire wound in the nitty-gritty of her os frontale. There was pedigree everywhere. I have never seen such a sick situation. It made me go out-of-door and puke my guts out. I now know whom they went after, someone 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 spinal column. 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 take in one. I don't want anyone here hurt, am I clear about this ?"I ask.

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

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

"Jose, I want to injure them. I want to pick out the engagement to these shithead. They murdered someone and did it in a frightful fashion. How do I take the struggle to them ?"I ask.

"Do you really need 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 good information, that we know where their master hideout is located. They also have about a dozen smaller lieu that they caudex weapons and people to contend. give care to go after them ?"Fernandez asks me.

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

"fountainhead, alright then. Put your 5 well shots together, I'll be by to nibble you all up in about a half an hr,"he says to me.

I tap St. John the Apostle, Dakota, Jill, Donna, and both the CG boys. I tell the boy to get their rifles, as they will be helping us submit down some of the Mexican Drug Cartel. I explain that they will be taking key positions to have the back of the group. I explain that they need to bring raft of their .50 caliber ammunition. They should also bestow their scopes. I expect them to shoot a position that is gamey and able to smart them when we are attacked, which we will be.

I put tactical vest on the quietus of the others. Everyone going has multiple ammunition clipping. Just as expected, Fernandez shows up with a large black Chevy Suburban. whoremaster follows with his truck and both CG male child. We drive across Town and converge up with about 40 FBI agents. I pick out a rooftop and send the CG boys to the rooftop to hold a sniper's position.

As they climb the outside brand ardor ravel, they reach the rooftop in just a twain of min. They focus their cathode-ray oscilloscope and lay out various clipping of ammo. They text that they are ready to do some damage.

John and Donna charter a position at their side entrance. Jill, Dakota and I take a position at their front room access. About 20 agents are with us at the nominal head door, another 10 broker are with John at the side of meat threshold, and the rest of the agentive role along with Agent Longmire take a situation at the back room access. exceptional Agent Fernandez calls on his headset.

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

King John and the agentive role with him kick in the slope door, shooting everything that they see holding a gun. I kick in the presence room access and set out shooting everyone that I see inside, along with the 20 or so broker that enter with me. Dakota takes a defensive position outside so if any sneak past us she will take them down.

respective agents kick in the back up door. Lots of gunfire there, a distich of factor go down. Jill works her way to the agents coming through the spine room access. She is firing at everything that moves that is not in tactical train. I am also firing hitting everything that is moving. As one clip empties, I load another taking aim at anyone moving. The agentive role that entered the forepart room access with me are taking drug trust members out with precision. I'm sure that the gunfight can be heard in the neck of the woods. I have hit and killed 9 combine members all of whom were firing at myself and the FBI agent. No one was disarm that we shot at.

The entirely process takes about 20 bit. We have shot and killed nearly 50 drug corporate trust citizenry, all of whom have fired their arm at us. As I check with Fernandez and Longmire, only two FBI factor were hit, neither of them seriously. John said he killed 5 drug cartel guy. Jill took 4 down, killing all four. Dakota got the only one that snuck out the side door. He took a injection at her and she put a round between his center. Donna says she only got 3 drug cartel Guy, but she said that the agentive role around her took down about a dozen guy wire, making them utterly, not wounded.

There is a car total of cartel members trying to escape. Both CG son take several shots at them and take away out all 5 guys in the car, causing the car to crash into a edifice 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 fall in them. Fernandez calls for an investigating agent to interview the other agent. Longmire and Fernandez tell me that I need to take my people out of here as they violated a big FBI linguistic rule. I gather out my masses and off we go. We are all full of Adrenalin on the private road home. I do the math in my school principal, John 5, Jill 4, Donna 3, Dakota 1, and I got 9. The CG boys got 5. My math counts a aggregate of 27. Fernandez said before we left that they did a quick count and it seems as if all told 53 cartel member have been shot and killed. No trust member is still alive, they all have been killed.

"Jill, text edition someone back at the house, let them sleep together we are all delicately and no one got fritter away,"I tell her. She grabs her phone and texts the house.

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

As John pulls into the court, I am so majestic of my group. None of them let themselves get pip and all of them took out Drug Cartel appendage. bathroom parks his truck into the garage and everyone piles out of the truck. We're all chatty about the event.

CHAPTER 3

When we were all inside, Sammy had a serial publication of afters prepared for all of us. He had another of his mythologic cocoa cakes. He had a carrot cake with pick high mallow frosting, and he had about 5 12 coffee chip cookies. John Lackland took a slicing of carrot cake and about 6 cookies. He asked Diane if she wanted anything, but she declined saying that worrying about him made her sickish. He apologized to her, but he wouldn't promise her not to go again. She kissed him and told him that she was all unquiet about him going on the attack on the drug cartel. He smiled and told her that he did it to micturate her secure, she just put her arms around him and held onto her guy.

I can recite that the raid on the drug cartel has gotten Donna all amped up….and horny. I see her rustle to Jill ; I'm dead reckoning I know what the whispering is all about. The two CG boys immediately went out to the pond planetary house after they stored their rifles in the gun condom. They felt good taking out the bad guy. I can only think that if there is trouble, it will amount from them taking out the careful of cartel member with their .50 gauge rifle shots. Maybe there will be an PM, maybe not. Let's Leslie Townes Hope for not.

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

As I suggested, everyone is cleaning their weapon, except for the two CG boys. They're engaged getting laid over at the pool star sign, or at least that's what I was thinking was going on. Young guy rope, porn star girlfriend, plus a great chested roommate that is well known in the pornography industry as a majuscule cock sucking mortal, what could Fred's two nephews ask for any just ?

Donna is overly loquacious. She is talking to Jennifer about a naut mi a minute. Jennifer is just smiling and letting her run with the conversation. When Donna finally did stop talking, Jennifer excused herself and went over to John. She put her sleeve around him and told him that she was a nervous wreck the all time he was gone. Her and Diane sat together and care. St. John the Apostle told her it was the most incredible affair he had ever done and that I had his back. She didn't need to know that I was on a completely dissimilar incline of the planetary house from him. accuracy be told, it was the FBI agentive role that had his cover, not me.

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

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

"It's just how I process killing person and I killed 4 hoi polloi today. I haven't stab ad killed that many people since my day in the Marines. However, unlike the military days, I shot from closeup. None of my stab were at soul that was no to a greater extent than 8-10 feet away from me. In the military, I was shooting my artillery at people that were usually about 100-200 feet away. Not the pillow slip today. Let me just process the events,"Jill tells me. I kiss her on the brass and let her just sit and clean her firearm.

I see no one in the TV room, so I head in there and wrench on the TV to watch out an action video. I select the movie ‘ Bad Boys'with Will Kate Smith and Martin Lawrence. Something in my brain tells me that the role that Tea Leone plays isn't really acting, it's more like how she really is in sprightliness. As I'm watching the picture, Sammy comes over with a big stadium of Zea mays everta. I take a handful and begin eating. My brain is loving this popcorn. It has very melted butter, not some pulverized butter flavoring nor butter flavored oil ( like at the movie theaters ). He also brings out a pipe bowl of cinnamon saccharide popcorn. This one I really liked and took dominance 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 early side.

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

The shooting made the nightly news. According to the news, there was a aggregate of 40 drug trust appendage killed as FBI agents tried to return some warrants, which I thought was a good cover story.

I was deep in thought and not watching what was going on around me. I finally came back to seeing my picayune girl, Dakota stuffing her facial expression full of my cinnamon sugar popcorn. She was giggling at me being off in the distance while she pilfered my popcorn.

I pulled her into me and began to tickle her. That made her squeal with laugh. It's always Nice to see her smile and joke. She's as tough as nails and promise my needs and wants like no one that I have ever encountered. Jill is the exact reverse. She is also tough as nails, but she is much more evaluate in her agency.

Once Dakota and I settled down and I quit tickling her, Donna put her headland on my shoulder. I can tell that Donna needs some forcible attention. I put my fingers underneath her chin and pick her heading up to kiss me. She ends up putting both arms around my neck opening and kissing me for quite a while.

Donna stands up and takes me by the mitt. She leads me past Jill, who is still cleaning her weapon and sitting pensively. Donna leads me down the hallway to my own bedroom. She pulls me inside and keeps going dragging me to my bathroom. There she sheds her clothes and steps into the shower. I just stood there looking at her beautiful body underneath the water supply. It was beautiful to view the water cascading down her eubstance, over her wonderful breasts, down her matted stomach, and into the valley of delight known as her pussy.

She turns and summons me with that one fingerbreadth that womanhood use to summon you silently. I kick off my shoes, shed my clothes and step into the shower with her. She comes over to me and puts her implements of war around my cervix and pulls me into her, tightly. We had wonderful passionate sex for nearly an hour in the shower. When we finally finished, we took metre drying each other off. It has been a while since I have played with Donna. She is a very get it on woman, who is a sensual fauna. When we are done drying each former off, she wraps a towel around her and leaves the bedroom. I, as usual, put a pair of short on and my usual albumen tee shirt. I sat on the nap bed for a few mo thinking about the events of the day and how it affected everyone. John and Donna are all amped up. Jill pensively cleaning her weapon. Dakota trying to be her silly self. The CG son, may have done the sound thing of all, go have nice sweaty sex with their porn star girlfriends and Belinda.

My intellect again thinks about break of the day. How did they get to her ? Did they just come to the door and attack when she opened it ? Did we pop the person or mortal who murdered morning ? Are there more out there hiding ? Should I continue to worry about something happening to one of the mansion penis ? The questions swirl around in my head.

I head back out to the kitchen as I feel a bit athirst 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 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 shelf. I feel a bit easier about putting the gun in the safe.

Again, as I go back into the kitchen, three labored guys come to the gate once again. They ring the buzzer. I answer,"how-do-you-do,"I say.

"We're here to present something to a Mr. David Greene, but we need to have him sign up for it. Please institutionalise him out here,"the man with an obviously Russian accent says into our logic gate speaker.

"I'm sorry. Mr. Henry Graham Greene is not useable right now. please find unfreeze to leave the package at the gate and someone will add up out to get it,"I say into the speaker.

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

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

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

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

"Hey, Patrick. It's Jacques Louis 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 replenishment for Aurora. I mean, she was an incredible pain in the ass, but when she turned on the good luck charm, she could charm the air-sleeve right off you, but you already know that. You and she dated for a while. May I ask how long you dated and how long ago ?"Patrick asks.

"Well, we dated various years ago, before I married my first wife. mirthful thing, we only dated about a calendar month or two, we were charming in bed, but we were oil and water supply living together. She and I didn't mix outside of the sleeping accommodation,"I tell him.

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

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

"Yeah, it form of phone like we are adaptation of each other. What does she do for a living that she works so many hours ? 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, 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 first group meeting of her,"I say to him still laughing a bit.

"Hey, I need your reference. I'm sending a car to foot you up. After what we just went through, I don't want you to have to occupy about taking yourself to dinner. Since I own a limousine company, just let me send a car to pick you up. Sound good ?"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 role of LA. It 's not Beverly Alfred Hawthorne, but still a nice percentage of LA. Now, I must win over Longmire to establish me her rest home reference for this to work. In my fountainhead, 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 earpiece 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 business deal,"I say to her. I get an unusually foresighted intermission before she finally agrees to give me her home address.

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

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

"wellspring, I decided on longhorn Steakhouse. It's a very relaxed standard pressure, plus I love their food. This guy you're going to be introduced to owns a home cleaning Robert William Service. He's always working trying to make for certain that his customers are taken care of properly. Like you, he is working all the fourth dimension. Maybe, if you two hit it off tomorrow dark you can have a late-night day of the month. 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 matter you women like to do when meeting someone. I expect you to eat a steady meal,"I tell her.

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

I asked Dakota to dial up Black Car limo and send a reaching limo to Patrick's speech first, then to Heidi's. In my head, I was debating on just picking them up just the two of them, but then again, I didn't want the conversation to be turned to Aurora. I decided that the limo needs to come here first to blame up Jill and me, then Patrick, and finally Heidi.

I saw Dakota still watching a flick on the lounge in the TV elbow room. In my head, if we Jill and I were going to the Hawk, then we would need to leave about 3:00 pm to get base in clip to shower down and change, then get into the limo and head to their houses. Of row, in my foreland, I wondered if we should pick up Heidi first and thus not showing her speech to mortal she has not checked out. It just made Thomas More sense to me to break up her up first then Patrick.

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

CHAPTER 4

When I woke up in the morning, I found Jill snoring following to me and a minor little creature all snuggled up, ass first into me. I could tell just by the flavor 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 manoeuvre to the bath for my usual sunrise rituals. I decide that I need to shave, a nice shave with my razor. The one that I will do tonight will be with my electric razor instead. I step into the exhibitor and take a nice hot shower. Once again, being alone in the exhibitor only takes a few second to get everything clean, including my hair.

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

As I picked my wearing apparel out of the closet, I had to wake Jill. I'm a bit worried about her. Hopefully, she has pondered what happened yesterday with the drug trust. I have the disceptation in my head as to why we should have done what we did with the Feds. I don't want to let to worry about Jill and how she is processing as stress often affects a infant 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 well-heeled, give her a little shake and she pops her eyes open and gets her day going with a big cup of coffee bean.

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 candy kiss, which I gave her.

"goodness dawn darling,"Jill says to me. I was happy to try her say those words.

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

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

"You mean the introduction dinner,"I tell her even though it could go horribly wrong."Yes, we have that tonight,"she smiles as I tell her that. She picks out a nice pair of dungaree and a white blouse along with a distich of low bounder. For work, she chooses a nice skirt along with a colorful blouse. I just grin at what I see. When she hears the water system turn off and Dakota coming into the bedroom, she gets up and mind to the lav to get ready.

Dakota, with a towel wrapped around her beautiful little torso, flips the back of the towel up to flash me her cute ass. I just smile. As she leaves the bedroom, I still haven't figured out what to get her for Christmas. The holiday is only about 10 days away and I need to pass some metre going shopping, however, the two ladies that I love the most I have absolutely no musical theme what to get either of them.

I see respective phone charges 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 tonality and pass out to the kitchen. I get there before Dakota, so I turn on the coffee berry pot.

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

Paula comes out, looking ravishing and kisses me on the cheek, pours herself a cup of coffee and heads to work. Donna comes out, also looking stunning. She gives me a passionate osculation, probably from our lovemaking session yesterday in the rain shower. She had a duo slash of goner with a fry surd egg between them. I was just sitting at the kitchen board just admiring her beautiful body.

She poured me a chalk of my ananas juice and put it in straw man of me. I watched her eat the fried egg sandwich and drink a cup of umber. When she was done, she tossed her paper plateful into the trash, kissed me again and headed out.

I see that I missed a vociferation from Agent Longmire. I decided that it was too too soon to call her back, so I set an alarm clock on my phone to remind me to promise 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 meth to make sure I had some juice in it. She smiled and sat at a chair by me.

Jill came out just a few minute later and boy does she take care amazing. I don't know what it was this morn, but all the ladies looked fantastic as they headed out to work. I ask Jill if she will drive us to the mortarboard, as we are going to be leaving early, probably around 3, so she has sufficiency time to get ready. I also asked Dakota if she ordered up a limo for tonight, she said she had but that Fred took over and will now be the driver for tonight's dinner. Dakota had already given Fred the addresses for both Patrick and Heidi.

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

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

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

"Yeah, everything is mulct. I just wanted to get your schedule today so I can bring you your laptop and your wife's pillar. We installed two computer program to keep any foster tight emails from appearing in your electronic mail box. We have also added a program that will act any bad electronic mail to a personal single file in which it will be sent to our IT team who will destroy,"she says to me. I smile now knowing that she isn't trying to bail from the introduction dinner.

"My schedule is that both Jill and I will be at the Hawk building downtown and will be leaving there about 3 pm to come nursing home 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.

"fountainhead, I'm glad you feel that way. It's squeamish to screw person 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 ask to see a limo show up at her front door. She tries to object politely, but I won't hear of it and just narrate her to be ready. She assures me that she will be waiting.

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

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

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

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

"I picked Longhorn,"I tell her.

"What prison term will the limo come to the home to get us ?"Jill asks.

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

As usual, when we get to the Hawk, we park on the second storey and take the crossover to the tower. Once inside the tower, the security sentry duty tells us good morning as we wait for the lift. When the room access opened, I felt Jill's paw squeeze my ass even though there are about a dozen people on the elevator.

I just smile, not making a scene. It was just Jill's way of teasing me. We ride the elevator to the top. When the doorway open, I see agent Longmire standing there with two computers. I walked over and picked up my laptop as I was grateful to see that piece of equipment come back into my liveliness. Jill took the other computer, the pillar 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 aflutter about meeting this guy. I told her not to worry, if all goes nicely, then she will maybe have mortal to visit to who also works all the insane hours. I put my laptop in my backpack pulling out the two DVDs that I made for Longmire. I gave them to her before she stepped onto the elevator. From there I went to see Jennifer.

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

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

"We are making progress. The old lady who was cleaning sewer has a companionship to look over now that is handling all the janitorial in the building for her. There is a new seller who is insistence washing the Eagle so the outside will have the curb charm that you are looking for to tally up with early buildings in DC,"she tells me.

I'm happy that she is making strides at the diverse projects. I tell her that tomorrow Dakota and I will be heading to Seattle for a quick spell around visit. I go into Jill's position where she and BJ are working hard. I kiss Jill, who is annoyed at me interrupting her.

"ducky, I just wanted to let you lie with that I'm taking a short trip to Seattle, I see matter that need to be addressed. I may consume another run to the Dallas market as there are still result with the entire eating place section there,"I tell her.

"will these be on the same tripper, or will you fare home first. I need to bonk if my beau can come over,"she says smile and giggling at me with her jocularity. I just smile and let her know that it will be two trips and she should schedule him to relieve oneself two visits. I know that she is working hard so I kiss her and leave the room. I decide not to snog BJ, for no real cause 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 cry the local anaesthetic Jimmy John's and order sandwiches for everyone on the storey. She takes her phone and her help's notebook to defecate the speech sound call. When it was done, she tells me that the food will be here in about 35-40 minutes, which seems reasonable to me.

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

I log into the e-mail portal and look at the massive number of emails that I have. 1755 e-mail. I guess not having my laptop 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 listing and saw no more Mexican Drug Cartel emails. In my promontory, I was certainly that we, along with the FBI have eliminated that entire chemical group from their concealing space, much like roaches. I look at the TV cover on in the breakroom and see that the Mexican Drug cartel shooting is still in the new cycle. Although I shouldn't be surprised, with that many bad guy wire dying it will appease in the news show cycle for several says.

I spend clip 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 lots of mayonnaise and extra love apple. 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 extra mayonnaise and extra tomatoes.

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

Jill never left her conference room ; however, she did broadcast BJ out to join us in the big conference elbow room. The elderly lady, George Herman Ruth replaced Danni at the front desk. I was very gladiolus to see that come about.

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

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