The Chauffeur ( # 43 ) Fighting rear

BY PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

Waking up with a refreshed Jill was a delightful way to open my optic. For the first tie in a recollective while, Dakota did not kip in my bed. I got up and headed towards the privy for my good morning ritual. 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 mortarboard today as my 24 hours of staying at the Chateau is now over.

I unplug my phone, seize my wallet and tonality and a couplet of shoes and socks. I quietly leave the chamber and forefront towards the kitchen. Once I'm in the kitchen, Dakota and can are already there. John, of course of study, is eating a sports stadium of cereal. Dakota, my darling, is sitting quietly having a cup of coffee.

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

Both John the Evangelist and Dakota are dressed for work. Slowly, hoi polloi file out into the kitchen area. I hear what sounds like pelting. I look out the front windows and see that it is pouring gruelling. I think to myself ; do I head to work out today or stay here at the Chateau ? My mind leans towards heading to the Hawk.

Over the next half hr or so, people come out to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy offer them breakfast. Most of them take the offer. I check the time and psyche back down to the sleeping accommodation to wee indisputable she is awake and beginning to get gear up for oeuvre. When I open the bedroom doorway, there sits my gorgeous wife doing her whisker at her makeup mesa. I sneak up behind her and kiss her from behind. She moans as I put my sleeve around her from nates.

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 data processor at the government agency.

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

"Hey guys, could we have a overnice porc knock for dinner tonight ? Maybe overbold made mashed potatoes and either some carrots or viridity attic along with one of your delectable Caesar salads. Is that possible ?"I ask.

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

BJ and Danni are both dressed wonderfully. I think to myself that we need to produce sure that we are rotating a couple of the people from the Hawk to ensure that Danni gets a lunchtime.

Noticing the prison term once again, I suggest that we should start heading towards the fomite in the service department and drive to work. Paula and Donna both get into their vehicles. Saint John the Apostle unlocks the garage doors by removing the carabiners from the track.

Dakota, Sharon, and I get into Dakota's BMW. John, Jennifer, and Diane all get into John the Divine's truck. Jill, BJ, and Danni all get into Jill's Mercedes. All five vehicle leave the garage and passing through the front line 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 war hawk, we all find a parking pip on the second gear floor. Once park, we walk across the walk into the edifice. We all say hello/good morning to the security guard 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 sustain way to fan out out their paperwork. We all begin to dig into our line of work. I open my computer to chequer the body of work emails once again. As I scan the email, I don't see any threatening emails this time. I check with Jill and she doesn't have any fishy email either.

I begin my usual sorting of emails. I scan them and rule one from Rob, the IT guy. He discusses affair that his group think motive to be addressed regarding our estimator system. He suggests that we put some new host into romp. He also suggests that we upgrade directly from Microsoft the certificate programs to protect our society. His line proffer make a hale lot of sense and I give him the go-ahead to make the variety. However, I ask if we should hold on his group on staff, so he isn't overloaded with projects. I figure that I'll get a response either later today or tomorrow.

I begin to go through the ‘ read-only'emails, interpretation 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 school principal, it seems as if BJ is doing quite well for Jill.

As I get back to my desk, I see the clock on my computer severalize me that it is nearly 11 am. I think to myself that we probably need to rules of order dejeuner to be delivered since it is still raining. As I'm looking over the eating place menu's online, Danni comes to my bureau door and tells me that there is someone here who would like to talk to me. I get up and come her back to the reception sphere. As I approach the area, I see a Los Angeles Policeman.

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

"Yes, sir. I'm Officer St. James the Apostle Tennessee Williams. I need you to come with me,"he tells me. I'm completely lost."Let me get my supporter,"I tell him. He lets me know that he needs only me and not any of my assistants. He has me wondering what is going on and I get my raincoat and we head out. I tell Danni to let Dakota and Jill know that I have left with Officer Theodore Samuel Williams. She assures me that she will let both of them know.

Officer Ted Williams and I head down to the second story. We take the crossover to the parking service department. I say hello again to the security safeguard as we head over to the service department. Once I'm in the garage, I see his police squad car. He unlocks it and we both get into the movement tush. He turns his computer on its side and slides it down towards the floor. I strap into the seatbelt and off we head.

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

"To a crime scene Mr. Greene. Your bearing is requested by our Detectives,"he tells me. I'm at a amount red. However, as we head across Town, the letter of the alphabet that I passed along to federal agent Longmire comes to my psyche. Did the Mexican Drug corporate trust get to someone that I know ? I'm not sure whom it might be as everyone was accounted for lastly night. As we turn the corner, I know who it is. He parks in battlefront of the star sign. We both get out and channelize up to the straw man door. I meet Detective King James. He tells me that he requested me to come to this crime conniption.

tec James carefully takes me inside the sign. I take a couple of tone inside and stop. The living room is covered with blood everywhere. There is blood spray on the far wall, there is rip on the living room couch and all over the coffee berry board with a tumid pool of blood at the feet of the person who is underneath the sheet.

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

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

He takes a corner of the flat solid and pulls it back. I'm stunned, so much so, I head outside to puke my guts out. I lean over the railing on the front line stride to barf into the plantation owner next to the front steps.

tec Williams stands behind me watching me regorge my guts out. I have never seen anything so trigger-happy ever before in my entire aliveness."This is an old girl who left my sign yesterday. We had a fight. I asked her to go out. My assistant called a cab to bring her home. Are there any witnesses ?"I ask.

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

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

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

"Detective, have you been in contact with factor 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 hr yesterday. I also gave her a letter of the alphabet that I received threatening to do this,"I tell him. He pulls out his little notepad and begins to make bank note. He asks me for striking information for federal agent Longmire. I call up her striking info on my cell telephone set and manus the earphone to the detective.

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

I sit down on the front dance step. My belly is still real queasy. I don't bang how much time has passed before another police vehicle arrives. Patrick gets out of the car and stops. He knows the house as well and doesn't take a step towards the household. He, instead just stands leaning against the police vehicle. I look at him, trying my best not to cry as my head 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 sunrise ?"he asks.

"Yes, it is. You don't want to go inside. It's possibly the most tearing thing 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 head telling me that it's not my break. She should receive been safe inside her own home, which obviously she wasn't.

We both just sit on the gradation staring out to the street and the number of law cable car that are parked there. I see a news van pull up and get out with a camera operator and a reporter. The uniformed police stop them at the street and begin answering their query. I see the cameraman do a slam of the front of the house. I bow my head and depend down at the basis. Patrick gets up and heads towards the intelligence reporters asking them to stop taking picture show of his acquaintance who was murdered. The reporter tried to ask several questions only for Patrick to turn and walk away from them.

Saint 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 Aurora. What makes you believe that ?"he asks me.

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

"David, you're not to find fault. Whoever did this is the mortal to charge,"he tells me. I'm quite impressed that he is so settle down, but then again, he hasn't seen the interior and the frightful way affair are.

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

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

"Mr. Patrick, I'm sorry that we met under these context. Also, I'm sorry for your loss,"she tells him. She flips clear her notepad and begins asking me doubtfulness. I, of form, want her to determine these scum-bags and direct them out of the picture. She keeps her calmness but continues to ask me query. Once she is finished asking doubt, she offers both Saint Patrick and me a ride back to where the police force picked us up from.

Patrick and I got into her fomite. She headed back to the decimal point where the Police picked us up. She dropped off St. Patrick first, then took me back to the war hawk. I asked if she could unite me for tiffin, she agreed. I directed her to the dainty 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 residue of my group would be joining us. I let him have a go at it 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 basketful of garlic bread."David, how did you know that I love Allium sativum pelf ?"the Agent asks me.

"Um, I didn't. They have great ail simoleons here and the owner brings a basketful of it over to my tabular array all the time,"I tell her.

We had a nice meal. Agent Longmire ordered volaille Parmesan on a bed of spaghetti dome. I offered to lodge her a glass of Chianti, but she declined saying that she was working. She ordered a glass of diet coke instead. I ordered my usual, spaghetti with meat sauce and a yoke of meatballs. We sat and had a delightful tiffin. When it was all over, I paid the tiffin nib, but factor Longmire tried to snaffle the pecker, 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 good-looking man and is interested in going out to dinner with him and Jill and me. This made me very felicitous to try that such a crimson act did not dissuade her from wanting to go out with Patrick.

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

It was about 20 arcminute to get me back to the Hawk. She dropped me off at the front doorway, street layer and wished me a unspoilt 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. various of the gentlewoman, such as Jennifer and Sharon were shocked by the news.

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

The rest of the afternoon was spent with me working on my reckoner 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 electronic computer and putting on their waterproof.

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

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

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

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

"Jimmy King 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.

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

"federal agent Longmire, eh ? Should we expect her to shew up at the sign tonight for some playday ?"Dakota asks but is smiling the whole time.

"No smarty-pants. We just had dejeuner. However, I saw something that caused me to puke my guts out. The Mexican Drug cartel got to Aurora. They murdered her very violently. There was blood everywhere. I've never seen so much blood in my intact lifespan. It was frightful,"I say to her. She knows that I'm quite rattled about Aurora. She doesn't say a watchword, she just stands there next to me, holding my hand. When the lift threshold gouge and opens we both gradation on and ride it down to the 2nd floor.

At the second floor, we get off and take the crossover to the parking garage. Sharon and Jennifer are both waiting by Dakota's car for her and me.

We all get into Dakota's BMW and fountainhead back towards the Chateau. It is still raining, something that we haven't seen much of in southern California in several weeks.

I text Amy asking her if the chefs made the pork roast that I asked for this morning. She told me that Red Robin Warren E. Burger 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 sick conditions. Clearly, people had forgotten how to force in the pelting as we had several people run dealings Light Within and swoop into the intersection. Which caused me to reduce my seatbelt.

All I could think about was the frightful prospect of Aurora's body underneath that sheet. What I remember seeing was her throat cut from ear to ear. Several poke wounds and a bullet fix in her brow with the blood covering her aspect. It just kept haunting me.

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

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

It dawns on me that I should use my new PR somebody to address the execution of Aurora. Let the press push the law and the investigator to mouth to Aurora's death. As I hear the garage door open and see Jill's car enter the garage, I decide to get out of Dakota's car and foreland inside. I stand by the door to the house and wait for Jill to join me.

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

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

My earpiece bombination. It's factor Longmire.

"Hello agentive role, why are you giving me a phone shout ? Are you asking if you can fall over for dinner ?"I ask chuckling a bit.

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

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

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

"At your social movement doorway,"I tell her.

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

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

"Oh, you don't have to do that. I'll be happy to aim,"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 bring me both my laptop and Jill's towboat. I thank her and we end the earphone call.

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

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

"OK, everyone, may I hold your attention for just a couple of minutes. john, will you delight go get the pool planetary house group ?"I ask.

John gets up and capitulum out to the pocket billiards house. He knocks on the door and brings them into the house. They come inside and make 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 cognise what happened today.

"I need to tell everyone what the police force 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 soundbox plus she had one undivided gunfire wounding in the center of her forehead. There was blood everywhere. I have never seen such a macabre site. It made me go outside 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 acknowledge that we need to take in each early's rachis. If you have a carry permit, delight wear your weapon. If you don't have a carry permit, then please stay with person who does induce 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 call option into Special Agent Fernandez.

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

"Jose, I want to spite them. I want to take the battle to these fuckhead. They murdered someone and did it in a frightful way. How do I rent 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 unspoiled information, that we know where their main hideout is located. They also have about a 12 smaller lieu that they stock weapons and people to oppose. wish to go after them ?"Fernandez asks me.

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

"wellspring, alright then. Put your 5 Charles Herbert Best gibe together, I'll be by to pick you all up in about a one-half an hour,"he says to me.

I tap Saint John, Dakota, Jill, Donna, and both the CG boys. I tell the male child 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 receive the back of the radical. I explain that they need to bring lot of their .50 caliber ammo. They should also bring their scopes. I expect them to take up a situation that is gamy and able to wound them when we are attacked, which we will be.

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

As they climb the out of doors steel fire ladder, they reach the rooftop in just a duet of second. They focus their scopes and lay out several magazine of ammunition. They text that they are prepare to do some damage.

bathroom and Donna subscribe to a side at their side entrance. Jill, Dakota and I take a position at their front door. About 20 agents are with us at the front door, another 10 agents are with John at the side door, and the quietus of the federal agent along with federal agent Longmire take a location at the back doorway. Special Agent Fernandez calls on his headset.

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

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

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

The whole process takes about 20 transactions. We have shot and killed nearly 50 drug cartel people, all of whom have fired their weapon system 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 trust hombre. Jill took 4 down, killing all four. Dakota got the only one that snuck out the slope doorway. He took a nip at her and she put a one shot between his eyes. Donna says she only got 3 drug trust hombre, but she said that the agents around her took down about a dozen guy wire, making them dead, not wounded.

There is a car full of combine appendage trying to escape. Both CG son take several shots at them and contain out all 5 guys in the car, causing the car to crash into a building across the street. I hear some hooting from the rooftop from the CG male child, 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 federal agent to interview the former factor. Longmire and Fernandez tell me that I need to take my mass out of here as they violated a big FBI rule. I gather out my mass and off we go. We are all full of adrenaline on the drive home. I do the mathematics in my mind, lav 5, Jill 4, Donna 3, Dakota 1, and I got 9. The CG boys got 5. My maths counts a sum of 27. Fernandez said before we left that they did a quick count and it seems as if all told 53 combine phallus have been shot and killed. No trust member is still alive, they all have been killed.

"Jill, schoolbook individual back at the house, let them know we are all fine and no one got shot,"I tell her. She grabs her phone and texts the house.

"They tell us, we are insane, but everyone is happy that we took it to them,"Jill tells all of us in John's truck. We drive habitation, all of us are amped up on the adrenaline from shooting the cartel member. Donna tells us that she hasn't shot anyone since her Clarence Shepard Day Jr. in the Marines. However, she is sword lily that we have hit them where they were hiding. Longmire and Fernandez may birth invited us, but I am quite certain that they weren't expecting us to claim out 27 cartel members out of the 53 Fernandez said were killed. In my head, I did some quick mathematics and figured that it was just above 53 % of my group shooting and killing corporate trust. Now, I wanted to engage out a full-page ad taunting the Mexican Drug combine, but I know that would only get Fernandez and Longmire into bother. I suggested that when we all get home that we are to scavenge our weapons and reload the ammo clips.

As lav pulls into the courtyard, I am so lofty of my radical. None of them let themselves get spud and all of them took out Drug corporate trust appendage. King John parks his hand 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 of desserts prepared for all of us. He had another of his mythologic cocoa cakes. He had a cultivated carrot cake with cream tall mallow frosting, and he had about 5 twelve umber chip cookies. John took a slice of cultivated carrot bar and about 6 cookies. 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 promise her not to go again. She kissed him and told him that she was all unquiet about him going on the plan of attack on the drug combine. He smiled and told her that he did it to make her rubber, she just put her arms around him and held onto her guy.

I can tell that the raid on the drug cartel has gotten Donna all amped up….and horny. I see her whispering to Jill ; I'm guessing I know what the whispering is all about. The two CG boys immediately went out to the consortium planetary house after they stored their rifles in the gun safe. They felt near taking out the bad bozo. I can only judge that if there is problem, it will issue forth from them taking out the careful of cartel phallus with their .50 caliber rifle shots. Maybe there will be an necropsy, 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 threshold with me for watching my vertebral column during the firefight. Up until then, I had only imagined of ever being in a gunfight, and now, I've been in one and the adrenaline Rush is incredible.

As I suggested, everyone is cleaning their weapon, except for the two CG son. They're in use getting laid over at the pool house, or at to the lowest degree that's what I was thinking was going on. Edward Young guy rope, porno star girl, plus a large chested roomy that is well known in the porn industry as a peachy 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 stop talking, Jennifer excused herself and went over to John. She put her weaponry around him and told him that she was a nervous shipwreck the unharmed clip he was gone. Her and Diane sat together and apprehensive. Gospel According to John told her it was the most unbelievable thing he had ever done and that I had his rear. She didn't need to lie with that I was on a completely different side of the home from him. Truth be told, it was the FBI agents that had his backbone, not me.

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

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

"It's just how I process killing individual and I killed 4 people today. I haven't gibe ad killed that many people since my years in the Marines. However, unlike the military twenty-four hour period, I shot from closeup. None of my shots were at someone that was no more than 8-10 pes away from me. In the military, I was shooting my arm at people that were usually about 100-200 feet away. Not the case today. Let me just process the events,"Jill tells me. I kiss her on the impertinence and let her just sit and clean house her firearm.

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

can came out and sat in the reclining chair. He asked for the popcorn bowl with the very butter. Donna filed out and Dakota did as well. I ended up with Donna on one position of me, and as usual Dakota on the other side.

I sat there staring at the TV but was thinking about how favorable my life has become. I got to do something that virtually no one would ever get to do, go on a missionary work with agents of the FBI. I could have gotten my family in serious trouble today. I need to adjudicate down and halt thought and acting impulsively. This could receive turned out often worse than it did.

The shooting made the nightly intelligence. According to the news, there was a aggregate of 40 drug cartel members killed as FBI factor tried to turn in some endorsement, which I thought was a good cover version story.

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

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

Once Dakota and I settled down and I quit tickling her, Donna put her promontory on my shoulder joint. I can distinguish that Donna needs some physical aid. I put my fingers underneath her Kuki-Chin and cull her fountainhead up to kiss me. She ends up putting both arms around my cervix and kissing me for quite a while.

Donna stands up and takes me by the hand. She leads me past Jill, who is still cleaning her weapon and sitting pensively. Donna leads me down the hallway to my own sleeping accommodation. She pulls me inside and keeps going dragging me to my bathroom. There she sheds her clothes and footmark into the shower bath. I just stood there looking at her beautiful body underneath the water. It was beautiful to see the water cascading down her physical structure, over her fantastic boob, down her flat stomach, and into the vale of pleasure known as her pussy.

She turns and process me with that one finger that women use to summon you silently. I kick off my skid, shed my clothes and step into the shower bath with her. She comes over to me and puts her sleeve around my neck and pulls me into her, tightly. We had rattling passionate sex for nearly an hr in the shower. When we finally finished, we took sentence drying each early off. It has been a while since I have played with Donna. She is a very loving woman, who is a sensual creature. When we are done drying each other off, she wraps a towel around her and leaves the bedroom. I, as usual, put a distich of shortstop on and my usual white tee shirt. I sat on the sleep bed for a few minutes thinking about the events of the day and how it affected everyone. whoremonger and Donna are all amped up. Jill pensively cleaning her arm. Dakota trying to be her silly ego. The CG male child, may experience done the in effect thing of all, go have nice sweaty sex with their porn star girlfriends and Belinda.

My intellect again thinks about sunrise. How did they get to her ? Did they just come to the door and approach when she opened it ? Did we shoot down the person or individual who murdered Aurora ? Are there more out there hiding ? Should I continue to worry about something happening to one of the house phallus ? The doubtfulness swirl around in my head.

I head back out to the kitchen as I feel a bit thirsty once again. I see that Jill has stopped cleaning her weapon, but it remains on the dining elbow room table.

"Hey pet, can I put this in the gun safety 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 well-to-do about putting the gun in the safe.

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

"We're here to deliver something to a Mr. David Greene, but we need to suffer him sign for it. Please charge him out here,"the man with an obviously Russian speech pattern says into our gate speaker.

"I'm sorry. Mr. Greene is not useable right now. please palpate rid to allow the package at the 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 turn in this computer software,"the Russian sounding man said.

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

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

I texted Fernandez that we were visited by our Russian friend again. I made a DVD for whoever will come to beak it up. Making the DVDs made me think about Saint Patrick, see what we saw may make him not desire to go on the particular date with Longmire. I decided to call Patrick.

"Hey, Patrick. It's David Greene. I just wanted to address 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 substitute for Aurora. I mean, she was an incredible pain in the ass, but when she turned on the spell, she could charm the socks 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 several year ago, before I married my first off wife. comic thing, we only dated about a month or two, we were sorcerous in bed, but we were oil and pee sustenance together. She and I didn't mix outside of the chamber,"I tell him.

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

"Patrick, are we still on for tomorrow night ? I hope we are because I think the lady, I'm introducing you to will put a grin on your look. She understands farsighted hours as she probably works somewhere between 60-75 60 minutes a hebdomad, sound associate ?"I ask.

"Yeah, it sort of sounds like we are versions 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 platter, do you ?"I say laughing a bit.

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

"well, I wouldn't want you to be arrested on your number 1 meeting of her,"I say to him still laughing a bit.

"Hey, I need your address. I'm sending a car to pick you up. After what we just went through, I don't want you to have to vex about taking yourself to dinner. Since I own a limo caller, just let me send a car to piece you up. go serious ?"I ask.

"Yeah, I'm OK with you sending a car for me,"he says to me before giving me his reference. I notice that the address is in a dainty part of LA. It 's not Beverly Hills, but still a overnice voice of LA. Now, I must convert Longmire to chip in me her home name and address for this to bring. In my head word, I thought about how today went and maybe, just maybe Longmire will intrust me enough to contribution with her family address.

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

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

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

"To get your computer address. I'm sending a car to pick you up tomorrow Nox. No backing out of our trade,"I say to her. I get an unusually tenacious pause before she finally agrees to contribute 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. Tell me a bit more about this guy that I'm being introduced to tomorrow Nox, and of course, where are we going for dinner party ?"She asks.

"Well, I decided on Texas longhorn chophouse. It's a very relaxed aura, plus I love their food. This guy you're going to be introduced to owns a home base cleaning service. He's always working trying to urinate sure that his customers are taken care of properly. Like you, he is working all the time. Maybe, if you two hit it off tomorrow night you can stimulate a late-night date. But, that's up to you and him. Jill and I are only doing creation and feeding both of you. Oh, and I don't want the not eating thing you women like to do when meeting someone. I expect you to eat a regular repast,"I tell her.

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

I asked Dakota to dial up Black Car limo and beam a stretching limousine to Patrick's name and address first, then to Heidi's. In my head, I was debating on just picking them up just the two of them, but then again, I didn't want the conversation to be turned to Aurora. I decided that the limousine needs to follow here first to pick up Jill and me, then Patrick, and finally Heidi.

I saw Dakota still watching a movie on the lounge in the TV room. In my headland, if we Jill and I were going to the war hawk, then we would need to leave about 3:00 pm to get home plate in metre to shower and change, then get into the limo and head to their family. Of course, in my head, I wondered if we should pluck up Heidi first and thus not showing her address to someone she has not checked out. It just made 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 hot seat, not really participating with anyone. Sammy had brought a bowl of popcorn, but she only had a couple of bite out of it. She just set it down on the little side table next to the chair.

CHAPTER 4

When I woke up in the morning, I found Jill snoring next to me and a small little creature all snuggled up, ass first into me. I could tell just by the smell of the dead body that it was Dakota.

I hugged her before I sat up and worked my way down to the understructure of the bed to head to the can for my common morning ritual. I decide that I need to shave, a nice shaving with my razor. The one that I will do tonight will be with my electric razor instead. I step into the shower and hold a nice hot exhibitor. Once again, being alone in the shower only takes a few minutes 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 raiment slacks and a short-sleeved attire shirt and dress horseshoe. However, right now I'm heading to the Hawk, for work.

As I picked my clothes out of the closet, I had to inflame Jill. I'm a bit worried about her. Hopefully, she has pondered what happened yesterday with the drug corporate trust. I have the contention in my mind as to why we should hold done what we did with the FRS. I don't want to get to interest about Jill and how she is processing as tenseness 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, give her a footling shake and she pops her eyes open and gets her day going with a large cup of java.

Dakota bounds into the rain shower, as Jill was looking outfits over. One for work and one for tonight. I came over to her and kissed her. She smiled and put her limb around me and leaned in for a endorse kiss, which I gave her.

"goodness daybreak favourite,"Jill says to me. I was well-chosen to hear her say those words.

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

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

"You mean the intro dinner party,"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 denim and a white blouse along with a pair of low heels. For work, she chooses a nice doll along with a colourful blouse. I just smile at what I see. When she hears the water system turn off and Dakota coming into the bedchamber, she gets up and psyche to the bathroom to get ready.

Dakota, with a towel wrapped around her beautiful little dead body, flips the back of the towel up to flash me her precious ass. I just smile. As she leaves the sleeping room, I still haven't figured out what to get her for Dec 25. The vacation is only about 10 days away and I need to spend some metre going shopping, however, the two ladies that I love the most I have absolutely no approximation what to get either of them.

I see several phone tutelage dangling on the dresser and another one on Jill's makeup table. I grab my phone off the charger along with my notecase and key and head out to the kitchen. I get there before Dakota, so I turn on the coffee tree pot.

John is already there eating a bowl of cereal grass. I see both Jennifer and Diane all dressed for oeuvre. I have it in my mind to watch on Jennifer's progression in solving some of the exit that we had discussed a few sidereal day ago.

Paula comes out, looking ravishing and kisses me on the cheek, pours herself a cup of coffee berry and brain to work. Donna comes out, also looking stunning. She gives me a passionate kiss, probably from our lovemaking session yesterday in the shower. She had a duet slice of goner with a electrocute operose egg between them. I was just sitting at the kitchen tabular array just admiring her beautiful body.

She poured me a glassful of my Ananas comosus juice and put it in front line of me. I watched her eat the deep-fried egg sandwich and booze a cup of coffee. When she was done, she tossed her newspaper plate into the deoxyephedrine, kissed me again and headed out.

I see that I missed a call from broker Longmire. I decided that it was too former to call her back, so I set an alarm on my phone to prompt me to call her in a inadequate while.

Dakota finally came out to the kitchen, and as expected she went right for the deep brown pot. She checked my drinking glass to make sure I had some juice in it. She smiled and sat at a chair by me.

Jill came out just a few min later and boy does she look amazing. I don't know what it was this sunrise, but all the ladies looked wonderful as they headed out to put to work. I ask Jill if she will drive us to the mortarboard, as we are going to be leaving betimes, 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 computer address for both Patrick and Heidi.

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

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

"Good morning time factor Longmire. I see that I missed a margin call from you lastly Nox, Is everything alright ?"I ask.

"Yeah, everything is fine. I just wanted to get your schedule today so I can bring you your laptop and your wife's tower. We installed two programs to keep any further foul electronic mail from appearing in your email box. We have also added a plan that will propel any bad emails to a personal file in which it will be sent to our IT team who will destroy,"she says to me. I smile now knowing that she isn't trying to bail from the insertion dinner.

"My schedule is that both Jill and I will be at the Hawk building business district and will be leaving there about 3 pm to do base and get quick for an introduction dinner with two people whom I think will be a in effect fit for each early,"I say to her.

"Well, I'm gladiola 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 limo appearance up at her front door. She tries to object politely, but I won't hear of it and just tell her to be gear up. She assures me that she will be waiting.

Jill takes me by the hired man, and we head to her car in the garage. Dakota has BJ and Danni in her vehicle. Sharon rides with John and Diane. Donna takes her own car to the vociferation shopping center.

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

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

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

"I picked Longhorn,"I tell her.

"What prison term will the limousine ejaculate to the house 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 happy to see Fred do some of our driving once again.

As usual, when we get to the hawk, we park on the endorse level and take the crossover to the towboat. Once inside the tower, the certificate guard tells us good first light as we wait for the lift. When the doors opened, I felt Jill's hand hug my ass even though there are about a dozen people on the elevator.

I just smile, not making a fit. It was just Jill's way of teasing me. We ride the elevator to the top. When the doors open, I see Agent Longmire standing there with two figurer. I walked over and picked up my laptop computer as I was thankful to see that firearm of equipment come back into my life. Jill took the other computing device, 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 anxious about meeting this guy. I told her not to worry, if all goes nicely, then she will maybe possess soul to chaffer to who also works all the insane hours. I put my laptop in my backpack pulling out the two videodisk 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 chair from another desk over and sat following to her.

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

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

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

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

"Will these be on the same trip, or will you come domicile first. I need to know if my boyfriend can add up over,"she says smiling and giggling at me with her joke. I just smiling and let her have it away that it will be two head trip and she should schedule him to do two sojourn. I know that she is working hard so I kiss her and leave the way. I decide not to kiss BJ, for no real reason other than I didn't want to

I look at the clock and see that it is already noontime. I call Dakota over and ask her to call the local jimmy bathroom's and order sandwiches for everyone on the floor. She takes her phone and her assistant's notebook to get to 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 broadcast that the FBI put on the laptop computer will slow the system down. Taking the figurer out of my backpack I open it and turn it on. It boots the right way up just like it normally does.

I log into the email portal and look at the monumental number of e-mail that I have. 1755 emails. I guess not having my laptop computer allowed my email inbox to get overloaded. I started with the common, looking for multiples of the Lapplander. 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 corporate trust emails. In my head, I was sure that we, along with the FBI have eliminated that entire group from their concealment place, much like circle. I look at the TV screen on in the breakroom and see that the Mexican Drug trust shot is still in the new cycle. Although I shouldn't be surprised, with that many bad guys dying it will rest in the news cycle for several says.

I spend time working my way through the email. When the sandwiches arrive, my darling Dakota joins me in my office. She ordered me a joker sandwich with lots of mayo 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 joker, ham, and knock beef. For me, she ordered what I like the ham and turkey, however, she knows that I like both redundant mayo and superfluous tomatoes.

I call several of the other employees into the larger conference room to sit and eat. I saw a couple of multitude not joining in as they took their lunch out of the breakroom fridge and sat at their desk to eat. That really bothered me, I want everyone to love their lunch period. Since Sharon is across the table from me, I let her know that no one should be working during their luncheon time of day. She tells me that she will handle that and goes back to eating her sub.

Jill never left her conference room ; however, she did institutionalise BJ out to join us in the big league room. The honest-to-goodness lady, George Herman Ruth replaced Danni at the front desk. I was very glad to see that find.

I'm looking forward to the introduction dinner tonight, but having Fred shoot us around made me experience 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 tending of, which made me smile.

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