The Chauffeur ( # 43 ) Fighting Back

BY PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

Waking up with a invigorated Jill was a delightful way to give my optic. For the first tie in a foresighted patch, Dakota did not sleep in my bed. I got up and headed towards the bathroom 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 dress to guide towards the hawk today as my 24 minute of staying at the Chateau is now over.

I unplug my earpiece, grab my notecase and keys and a pair of skid and socks. I quietly leave the bedroom and head towards the kitchen. Once I'm in the kitchen, Dakota and John are already there. John, of track, is eating a bowl of cereal. Dakota, my darling, is sitting quietly having a cup of coffee.

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

Both privy and Dakota are dressed for workplace. Slowly, the great unwashed file out into the kitchen area. I hear what sounds like rain. I look out the front end windows and see that it is pouring concentrated. I think to myself ; do I lead to function today or last out here at the Chateau ? My nous leans towards heading to the Hawk.

Over the next half time of day or so, people come out to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy offer them breakfast. about of them take the offer. I check the time and head back down to the sleeping accommodation to urinate surely she is come alive and beginning to get ready for study. When I open the bedroom door, there sits my gorgeous married woman doing her hairsbreadth at her war paint table. I sneak up behind her and snog her from ass. She moans as I put my arms around her from fundament.

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

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

"Hey guys, could we have a nice pork roast for dinner tonight ? Maybe impudent made mashed Irish potato and either some carrots or putting green edible bean 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 take in 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 seduce sure enough that we are rotating a duo of the people from the Hawk to ensure that Danni gets a lunchtime.

Noticing the time once again, I suggest that we should start heading towards the fomite in the garage and drive to figure out. Paula and Donna both get into their fomite. Saint John unlocks the garage threshold by removing the carabiners from the track.

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

We are all driving carefully as we haven't had tough rain in quite a while. In fact, it probably has been 6 or 7 weeks since we have had any rainwater at all. When we get to the Hawk, we all find a parking spot on the secondment base. Once park, we walk across the walkway into the building. We all say hello/good morning to the security measures sentry go and get on the lift to maneuver up to the top floor.

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

I begin my usual classification of email. I scan them and find one from Rob, the IT guy. He discusses things that his grouping think need to be addressed regarding our computer system. He suggests that we put some new servers into play. He also suggests that we upgrade directly from Microsoft the security department programme to protect our company. His clientele suggestion make a unit lot of sense and I give him the initiative to lay down the changes. However, I ask if we should keep his grouping on stave, so he isn't overloaded with projects. I figure that I'll get a reply either later today or tomorrow.

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

As I get back to my desk, I see the clock on my calculator tell me that it is nearly 11 am. I think to myself that we probably need to order lunch to be delivered since it is still raining. As I'm looking over the restaurant menu's online, Danni comes to my bureau door and say me that there is someone here who would care to utter to me. I get up and follow her back to the reception country. As I approach the region, I see a Los Angeles Policeman.

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

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

Officer Bernard Arthur Owen Williams and I head down to the second story. We take the crossover to the parking garage. I say hello again to the security precaution as we head over to the garage. Once I'm in the garage, I see his squad car. He unlocks it and we both get into the front seats. He turns his computer on its incline and slides it down towards the flooring. I strap into the seatbelt and off we head.

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

"To a criminal offense scene Mr. Greene. Your presence is requested by our Detectives,"he tells me. I'm at a total departure. However, as we head across town, the missive that I passed along to Agent Longmire comes to my mind. Did the Mexican Drug combine get to someone that I know ? I'm not sure whom it might be as everyone was accounted for last night. As we turn the corner, I know who it is. He parks in front of the house. We both get out and direct up to the front door. I meet Detective James. He tells me that he requested me to come up to this offence scene.

Detective Saint James the Apostle carefully takes me inside the house. I take a couple of stride inside and stop. The animation room is covered with stemma everywhere. There is blood line spray on the far paries, there is blood on the living room couch and all over the coffee tabular array with a large consortium of blood line at the infantry of the mortal who is underneath the sheet.

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

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

He takes a corner of the shroud and pulls it back. I'm stunned, so much so, I head outside to puke my guts out. I lean over the rail on the front footprint to barf into the planter next to the front steps.

investigator Williams stands behind me watching me git my catgut out. I have never seen anything so violent ever before in my entire life."This is an old girl who left my house yesterday. We had a fight. I asked her to leave. My help called a cab to bring her house. Are there any attestant ?"I ask.

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

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

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

"investigator, 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 mortal that I know. I gave her a DVD of my firm for the preceding 24 hours yesterday. I also gave her a letter that I received threatening to do this,"I tell him. He pulls out his trivial notepad and begins to produce tone. He asks me for inter-group communication information for federal agent Longmire. I call up her physical contact info on my cell earphone and manus the phone to the detective.

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

I sit down on the front footstep. My abdomen is still genuine queasy. I don't eff how a great deal prison term has passed before another constabulary vehicle arrives. Patrick gets out of the car and blockage. He knows the house as well and doesn't take a dance step towards the sign of the zodiac. He, instead just stands leaning against the police vehicle. I look at him, trying my good not to cry as my head keeps flashing back to the force that I saw inside.

St. Patrick comes over to me and sits down on the step 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 thing that I have ever seen. I can't believe that this has happened. Patrick, I'm so sorry. I'm sure she was murdered because of me,"I tell him. He just escape from his head teacher telling me that it's not my fault. She should deliver been condom inside her own habitation, which obviously she wasn't.

We both just sit on the steps staring out to the street and the figure of law gondola 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 commence answering their head. I see the cameraman do a sweep oar of the front of the star sign. I bow my nous and expect down at the ground. Saint Patrick gets up and heads towards the news reporter asking them to stop taking depiction of his Friend who was murdered. The reporter tried to ask several questions only for St. Patrick to deform 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 bump to sunrise. What makes you believe that ?"he asks me.

"I received a letter yesterday threatening my mathematical group that someone I know will be murdered. I never in my wildest dreams believed it would be sunup,"I tell him

"David, you're not to fault. Whoever did this is the someone 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 frightful way affair are.

The tec spends another couple of hours asking both Patrick and me dubiousness. We answered all of his questions. However, before the Detective let us go, federal agent Longmire showed up. She spent several minutes chatting with the police detective. Once they finished their conversation, she came over to see me and Patrick.

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

"Mr. St. Patrick, I'm sorry that we met under these circumstances. Also, I'm sorry for your loss,"she tells him. She flips open her notepad and begins asking me questions. I, of course, want her to get hold these scum-bags and demand them out of the motion picture. She keeps her equanimity but continues to ask me interrogation. Once she is finished asking questions, she offers both Saint Patrick and me a ride back to where the Police picked us up from.

Saint Patrick and I got into her vehicle. She headed back to the decimal point where the Police picked us up. She dropped off Patrick first, then took me back to the Hawk. I asked if she could get together me for lunch, she agreed. I directed her to the dainty Italian spot that Fred introduced us to.

When Agent Longmire and I went inside, the possessor came right over and asked if Fred and the rest of my chemical group would be joining us. I let him roll in the hay 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 common basket of garlic wampum."Saint David, how did you know that I love garlic cabbage ?"the broker asks me.

"Um, I didn't. They have gravid garlic pelf here and the owner brings a field goal of it over to my table all the metre,"I tell her.

We had a nice repast. Agent Longmire ordered Chicken Parmesan on a bed of spaghetti noodles. I offered to order her a glass of Chianti, but she declined saying that she was working. She ordered a glass of diet Coca Cola instead. I ordered my common, spaghetti with meat sauce and a couple of meatballs. We sat and had a delicious tiffin. When it was all over, I paid the lunch bill, but Agent Longmire tried to take hold of 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 Patrick was a very handsome man and is interested in going out to dinner with him and Jill and me. This made me very happy to learn that such a violent act did not dissuade her from wanting to go out with Patrick.

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

It was about 20 minutes to get me back to the hawk. She dropped me off at the front door, street level and wished me a thoroughly 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 force. I let her and everyone else know that sunrise has been murdered. several of the madam, such as Jennifer and Sharon were shocked by the news.

I went inside of the league way 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 data processor reading the ‘ read-only'emails and deleting them as they are read.

CHAPTER 2

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

I stood by the elevator doors. Dakota and St. John both came over to me asking what had happened with the constabulary. I told him that we would take that discussion back at the Chateau. He didn't ask another Book ; he just stood a few metrical foot away from me waiting for the elevator.

As everyone finished up, the group of the great unwashed by the lift grew. When the bell finally dinged and the doors opened, I let everyone on and stood there just cerebration. 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 return. It dawned on me that I have no approximation what everyone had for lunch.

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

"jemmy Gospel According to John's sandwiches. We also ordered a twain 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.

"Agent Longmire, eh ? Should we expect her to record up at the firm tonight for some playtime ?"Dakota asks but is smiling the solid 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 Aurora. They murdered her very violently. There was origin everywhere. I've never seen so often roue in my entire liveliness. It was frightful,"I say to her. She knows that I'm quite rattled about Aurora. She doesn't say a word, she just stands there next to me, holding my hand. When the elevator door dent and opens we both step on and ride it down to the 2nd floor.

At the mo floor, we get off and necessitate 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 foreland back towards the Chateau. It is still raining, something that we haven't seen much of in southerly Golden State in various weeks.

I text Amy asking her if the chefs made the porc roast that I asked for this break of day. She told me that Red redbreast burgers were waiting for me to get to the house. Then she texted back that she was just kidding me. I sent her a LOL as Dakota was driving through this crazy weather. Clearly, citizenry had forgotten how to drive in the rain as we had several people run traffic Light and chute into the intersection. Which caused me to tighten my seatbelt.

All I could conceive about was the horrifying scene of Aurora's body underneath that shroud. What I remember seeing was her throat cut from ear to ear. various dig wounds and a bullet hole in her forehead with the blood covering her face. It just kept haunting me.

In my head, I couldn't think of how to make whoever did this pay. When we pull into the courtyard, I begin to formulate a plan on fighting back against our ‘ champion'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 to the mansion. I get a reply from BJ that they are about 5 minutes away. As we pull into the garage, I just sit in the breast seat thinking about aurora. I want to fight back, but I'm not sure just how to approach it. Dakota puts her hand on my left 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 mortal to direct the murder of Aurora. Let the military press push the constabulary and the detectives to speak to Aurora's end. As I hear the garage doorway give and see Jill's car enter the service department, I decide to get out of Dakota's car and heading inside. I stand by the door to the theatre and hold for Jill to link me.

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

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

My phone buzz. It's factor Longmire.

"Hello federal agent, why are you giving me a sound birdsong ? Are you asking if you can follow over for dinner ?"I ask chuckling a bit.

"No, smarty drawers. I just spoke to St. Patrick. He said he's still in for the dinner party if you are still unforced,"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 night, both Patrick and I seem to consume an opening on our docket. Where should we cope with you and your wife ?"she asks.

"At your front end door,"I tell her.

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

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

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

agentive role Longmire tells me that she'll be by tomorrow to the Hawk to bring me both my laptop and Jill's towboat. I thank her and we end the phone call.

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

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

"OK, everyone, may I sustain your tending for just a span of transactions. toilet, will you delight go get the puddle business firm group ?"I ask.

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

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

"I need to tell everyone what the Police picked me up for today. They took me to Aurora's house. I found her dispatch. Her pharynx was slit from ear to ear. She had multiple stab wounds all over her consistency plus she had one single gunfire wound in the center of her frontal bone. There was blood everywhere. I have never seen such a gruesome situation. It made me go outside and rat my guts out. I now know whom they went after, someone that I mistakenly kicked out of our menage yesterday,"

"What do we do then ?"Jennifer asks.

"I don't know. But I do know that we need to ascertain each other's backs. If you have a carry permission, please fag your artillery. If you don't have a carry permission, then please stay with someone who does sustain one. I don't want anyone here hurt, am I pass about this ?"I ask.

I hear several yeses. I care for all my grouping and haven't decided how to campaign back. This drug cartel needs an ass-kicking. I decide to put a outcry into Special Agent Fernandez.

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

"Jose, I want to hurt them. I want to take the engagement to these hammerhead. They murdered someone and did it in a horrible fashion. How do I take the battle to them ?"I ask.

"Do you really desire to do that ?"he asks.

"Yes, so very much so,"I tell him.

"Then here's what we're going to do. I have it on safe selective information, that we know where their chief den is located. They also have about a dozen smaller places that they pedigree weapon system and people to contend. care to go after them ?"Fernandez asks me.

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

"fountainhead, alright then. Put your 5 full shots together, I'll be by to pick you all up in about a one-half an hour,"he says to me.

I tap trick, Dakota, Jill, Donna, and both the CG boys. I tell the boys to get their rifles, as they will be helping us adopt down some of the Mexican Drug trust. I explain that they will be taking key positions to have the back of the group. I explain that they need to fetch destiny of their .50 gauge ammunition. They should also play their ambit. I expect them to take a status that is high and able to hurt them when we are attacked, which we will be.

I put tactical vests on the rest of the others. Everyone going has multiple ammunition clips. Just as expected, Fernandez shows up with a large inglorious Chevy Suburban. john follows with his truck and both CG boy. We drive across town and adjoin up with about 40 FBI federal agent. I pick out a rooftop and institutionalize the CG boys to the rooftop to hold a sniper's position.

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

John the Divine and Donna make a positioning at their side entry. Jill, Dakota and I take a position at their figurehead room access. About 20 agents are with us at the straw man door, another 10 agents are with John at the side doorway, and the rest of the federal agent along with Agent Longmire take a position at the second door. Special Agent Fernandez calls on his headset.

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

John the Divine and the agents with him kick in the side of meat door, shooting everything that they see holding a gun. I kick in the straw man threshold and get down shooting everyone that I see inside, along with the 20 or so agents that enter with me. Dakota takes a defensive position outside so if any sneak past us she will learn them down.

respective agentive role kick in the back door. Lots of gunfire there, a duad of factor go down. Jill works her way to the agents coming through the rearwards threshold. She is firing at everything that moves that is not in tactical gear. I am also firing hitting everything that is moving. As one clip empties, I load another taking aim at anyone moving. The agents that entered the front door with me are taking drug cartel extremity out with preciseness. I'm sure that the gunfight can be heard in the region. I have hit and killed 9 cartel phallus all of whom were firing at myself and the FBI agents. No one was unarm that we shot at.

The unharmed appendage takes about 20 minutes. We have shot and killed nearly 50 drug cartel people, all of whom have fired their weapons at us. As I check with Fernandez and Longmire, only two FBI agentive role were hit, neither of them seriously. John said he killed 5 drug cartel hombre. Jill took 4 down, killing all four. Dakota got the entirely one that snuck out the side of meat door. He took a shot at her and she put a round between his eyes. Donna says she only got 3 drug cartel guys, but she said that the factor around her took down about a dozen bozo, making them dead, not wounded.

There is a car good of cartel members trying to escape. Both CG boys take several shots at them and strike out all 5 hombre 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 ok. Longmire says she got 4 and Fernandez says he got 4 as well. I thank them for allowing us to link up them. Fernandez calls for an investigating agent to interview the other factor. Longmire and Fernandez tell me that I need to take my the great unwashed out of here as they violated a big FBI rule. I gather out my people and off we go. We are all full of epinephrin on the drive place. I do the mathematics in my chief, John 5, Jill 4, Donna 3, Dakota 1, and I got 9. The CG boys got 5. My math counts a total of 27. Fernandez said before we left that they did a quick counting and it seems as if all told 53 cartel appendage have been shot and killed. No trust member is still alert, they all have been killed.

"Jill, text someone back at the firm, let them cognise we are all hunky-dory and no one got shot,"I tell her. She grabs her telephone and texts the house.

"They tell us, we are insane, but everyone is felicitous that we took it to them,"Jill tells all of us in St. John the Apostle's truck. We drive domicile, all of us are amped up on the adrenaline from shooting the combine members. Donna tells us that she hasn't snap anyone since her Clarence Day in the Marines. However, she is glad that we have hit them where they were hiding. Longmire and Fernandez may birth invited us, but I am quite sure that they weren't expecting us to take out 27 cartel member out of the 53 Fernandez said were killed. In my head, I did some quick math and figured that it was just above 53 % of my group shooting and killing cartel. Now, I wanted to take out a full-page ad taunting the Mexican Drug corporate trust, but I know that would only get Fernandez and Longmire into bother. I suggested that when we all get home that we are to strip our weapon system and recharge the ammunition clips.

As john pulls into the courtyard, I am so gallant of my radical. None of them let themselves get fool and all of them took out Drug corporate trust Members. King John parks his truck into the service department and everyone piles out of the truck. We're all chatty about the outcome.

CHAPTER 3

When we were all inside, Sammy had a series of dessert prepared for all of us. He had another of his fab chocolate patty. He had a carrot cake with cream cheese frosting, and he had about 5 twelve chocolate microchip cookies. toilet took a piece of cultivated carrot patty and about 6 cookie. 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 nervous about him going on the onrush on the drug cartel. He smiled and told her that he did it to earn her dependable, she just put her branch around him and held onto her guy.

I can differentiate that the raid on the drug trust has gotten Donna all amped up….and horny. I see her whispering to Jill ; I'm guessing I know what the whispering is all about. The two CG male child immediately went out to the pool house after they stored their rifles in the gun secure. They felt good taking out the bad bozo. I can only guess that if there is bother, it will come from them taking out the careful of corporate trust fellow member with their .50 caliber rifle slam. Maybe there will be an postmortem, 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 thank them that won't get them into trouble. Before we left, I thanked the broker that kicked in the front doorway 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 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 syndicate house, or at least that's what I was thinking was going on. Young guys, porno star girlfriends, plus a large chested roommate that is well known in the erotica industry as a swell cock sucking someone, what could Fred's two nephews ask for any better ?

Donna is overly talky. 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 toilet. She put her weapon system around him and told him that she was a nervous wreck the whole time he was gone. Her and Diane sat together and worried. John told her it was the most incredible thing he had ever done and that I had his back. She didn't need to know that I was on a completely different incline of the household from him. Sojourner Truth be told, it was the FBI agents that had his rachis, not me.

Jill sat quietly, almost contemplative. 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 person and I killed 4 people today. I haven't injection ad killed that many hoi polloi since my days in the Marines. However, unlike the armed services mean solar day, I shot from closeup. None of my shots were at soul that was no to a greater extent than 8-10 feet away from me. In the armed services, I was shooting my weapon at multitude 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 cheek and let her just sit and make clean her firearm.

I see no one in the TV room, so I head in there and plow on the TV to watch an legal action video. I select the flick ‘ Bad Boys'with volition Julia Evelina Smith and Mary 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 life. As I'm watching the movie, Sammy comes over with a big sports stadium of popcorn. I take a handful and begin eating. My brain is loving this popcorn. It has real melted butter, not some pulverize butter flavoring nor butter flavored oil ( like at the movie theatre ). He also brings out a trough of Ceylon cinnamon sugar popcorn. This one I really liked and took control of that bowl.

Saint John came out and sat in the reclining electric 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 former slope.

I sat there staring at the TV but was thinking about how favorable my animation has become. I got to do something that virtually no one would ever get to do, go on a mission with factor of the FBI. I could have gotten my syndicate in life-threatening hassle today. I need to settle down and stop intellection and acting impulsively. This could have turned out often worse than it did.

The shot made the nightly news. According to the news, there was a totality of 40 drug cartel member killed as FBI agents tried to deliver some warrants, which I thought was a undecomposed covering story.

I was thick in opinion and not watching what was going on around me. I finally came back to seeing my little missy, Dakota stuffing her look full moon of my Cinnamomum zeylanicum carbohydrate popcorn. She was giggling at me being off in the aloofness while she pilfered my popcorn.

I pulled her into me and began to vibrate her. That made her squeal with laugh. It's always nice to see her grin and laugh. She's as baffling as nails and anticipated my demand and wants like no one that I have ever encountered. Jill is the take opposite. She is also tough as nails, but she is much more measured in her ways.

Once Dakota and I settled down and I quit tickling her, Donna put her foreland on my shoulder joint. I can tell apart that Donna needs some strong-arm attention. I put my finger's breadth underneath her chin and pick her head up to kiss me. She ends up putting both branch around my neck 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 system 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 whole step into the shower. I just stood there looking at her beautiful torso underneath the water. It was beautiful to look out the H2O cascading down her body, over her grand breasts, down her flat stomach, and into the valley of delight known as her pussy.

She turns and bidding me with that one finger that women use to summons you silently. I kick off my brake shoe, shed my clothes and measure into the shower with her. She comes over to me and puts her arms around my neck opening and pulls me into her, tightly. We had wonderful passionate sex for nearly an hr in the shower. When we finally finished, we took metre drying each former off. It has been a patch since I have played with Donna. She is a very fuck woman, who is a sensual brute. When we are done drying each early off, she wraps a towel around her and leaves the bedroom. I, as common, put a pair of drawers on and my usual white tee shirt. I sat on the quietus bed for a few minutes 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 wacky self. The CG son, may have done the dependable thing of all, go have nice sweaty sex with their erotica star girlfriends and Belinda.

My mind again thinks about Aurora. How did they get to her ? Did they just come to the threshold and attack when she opened it ? Did we kill the person or soul who murdered Aurora ? Are there more out there hiding ? Should I continue to worry about something happening to one of the firm members ? The questions swirl around in my head.

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

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

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

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

"I'm sorry. Mr. Greene is not available right now. delight feel free to leave behind 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 clip, we have attempted to redeem this software system,"the Russian sounding man said.

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

I get no reaction, but on the security camera, I see him shrug his shoulders with somebody else taking the box from the man that spoke. They walk back down the service route. Apparently, they must give birth used Google maps to witness that we have a serve route leading to the presence gate.

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

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

"Um, I guess I'm doing OK. I had to put an ad in the newsprint for a switch 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 patch. May I ask how long you dated and how long ago ?"Patrick asks.

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

"I can infer 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,"Patrick tells me.

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

"Yeah, it kind of sound like we are versions of each other. What does she do for a animation that she works so many time of day ? Does she own her own patronage as well ?"Patrick asks.

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

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

"Well, I wouldn't want you to be arrested on your first 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 occupy about taking yourself to dinner. Since I own a limo company, just let me send a car to pick you up. fathom good ?"I ask.

"Yeah, I'm OK with you sending a car for me,"he says to me before giving me his speech. I notice that the address is in a nice part of LA. It 's not Beverly Hill, but still a dainty component of LA. Now, I must convince Longmire to consecrate me her rest home computer address for this to work. In my principal, I thought about how today went and maybe, just maybe Longmire will trust me plenty to part with her family address.

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

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

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

"To get your speech. I'm sending a car to nibble you up tomorrow Nox. No backing out of our deal,"I say to her. I get an unusually long suspension before she finally agrees to give me her home address.

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

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

"well, I decided on Texas longhorn chophouse. It's a very loosen atmosphere, plus I love their food. This guy you're going to be introduced to owns a abode cleaning service. He's always working trying to get sure that his client are taken care of properly. Like you, he is working all the metre. Maybe, if you two hit it off tomorrow night you can have a late-night date. But, that's up to you and him. Jill and I are only doing instauration and feeding both of you. Oh, and I don't want the not feed thing you women like to do when meeting someone. I expect you to eat a regular meal,"I tell her.

We chat a few to a greater extent moment before we say our good day. I feel better about the escort still being on. St. 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 send off a stretch 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 dawning. I decided that the limo needs to come here first to pick up Jill and me, then Patrick, and finally Heidi.

I saw Dakota still watching a movie on the sofa in the TV room. In my head, if we Jill and I were going to the Hawk, then we would take to leave about 3:00 pm to get plate in time to lavish and exchange, then get into the limo and head to their houses. Of course of action, in my read/write head, I wondered if we should pick up Heidi first and thus not showing her name and address to someone she has not checked out. It just made more sense to me to pick her up first then Patrick.

Jill was out in the TV elbow room, but she was sitting in the reclining chair, not really participating with anyone. Sammy had brought a roll of popcorn, but she only had a couple of insect bite out of it. She just set it down on the trivial side table next to the chair.

CHAPTER 4

When I woke up in the daybreak, I found Jill snoring next to me and a small little puppet all snuggled up, ass first into me. I could tell just by the tone 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 head to the john for my common first light rite. I decide that I need to shave, a nice shave with my razor. The one that I will do tonight will be with my galvanising razor instead. I step into the shower and learn a squeamish hot shower. 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 terrific hot water and step out of to dry off and get dressed. I decide that for tonight, it will be curry slack water and a short-sleeved dress shirt and dress shoes. However, right now I'm heading to the Hawk, for work.

As I picked my clothes out of the closet, I had to inflame Jill. I'm a bit worried about her. Hopefully, she has pondered what happened yesterday with the drug cartel. I have the argument in my head as to why we should have done what we did with the Feds. I don't want to have to vex 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 leisurely, give her a piffling milk shake and she pops her optic give and gets her day going with a large cup of coffee.

Dakota bounds into the shower, as Jill was looking kit 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 second kiss, which I gave her.

"Good sunrise darling,"Jill says to me. I was happy to see her say those words.

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

"Oh yeah, once I had a decent glass of wine-colored. It settled me down before I came to bed. Of course, I saw Dakota all snuggled up into you sleeping peacefully so I wasn't going to wake you. We have the whole engagement that's not a 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 courteous pair of denim and a white blouse along with a distich of low heel. For piece of work, she chooses a nice skirt along with a colored blouse. I just smiling at what I see. When she hears the water turn off and Dakota coming into the bedroom, she gets up and heads to the bath to get ready.

Dakota, with a towel wrapped around her beautiful little consistency, flips the spine of the towel up to flaunt 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 daylight away and I need to spend some sentence going shopping, however, the two ladies that I love the most I have absolutely no theme what to get either of them.

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

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

Paula comes out, looking ravishing and kisses me on the cheek, pours herself a cup of coffee and heads 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 couple slices of toast with a deep-fried heavy egg between them. I was just sitting at the kitchen tabular array just admiring her beautiful body.

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

I see that I missed a birdsong from Agent Longmire. I decided that it was too early to telephone her back, so I set an alarm on my telephone set to remind me to call up her in a short while.

Dakota finally came out to the kitchen, and as expected she went right for the chocolate pot. She checked my glass to make sure enough I had some succus in it. She smiled and sat at a professorship by me.

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

I was glad to hear everything was all set up. What concerned me was the speech sound outcry from Longmire that might interchange things.

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

"trade good Morning Agent Longmire. I see that I missed a call from you utmost Night, Is everything alright ?"I ask.

"Yeah, everything is o.k.. 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 hold any further nasty emails from appearing in your email box. We have also added a program that will move any bad e-mail to a personal file in which it will be sent to our IT team who will demolish,"she says to me. I smile now knowing that she isn't trying to bail from the introduction dinner.

"My docket is that both Jill and I will be at the mortarboard building downtown and will be leaving there about 3 pm to hail home and get prepare for an intro dinner with two people whom I think will be a honorable fit for each other,"I say to her.

"wellspring, I'm sword lily 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 look to see a limo show up at her face room access. She tries to object politely, but I won't hear of it and just recount her to be ready. She assures me that she will be waiting.

Jill takes me by the hand, and we head to her car in the service department. Dakota has BJ and Danni in her fomite. Sharon rides with Saint John the Apostle and Diane. Donna takes her own car to the vociferation center.

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

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

"well, sorting of. I certainly could use the Night to still be working on the caudex project, but I guess one Night won't be all that bad, plus you picked a good eatery, right ?"She asks.

"I picked longhorn,"I tell her.

"What time will the limo come to the house to get us ?"Jill asks.

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

As usual, when we get to the mortarboard, we park on the 2d floor and convey the crossover to the tower. Once inside the tower, the security measures safety device tells us good morning as we wait for the elevator. When the room access opened, I felt Jill's hand squeeze my ass even though there are about a dozen people on the elevator.

I just smile, not making a panorama. It was just Jill's way of teasing me. We ride the lift to the top. When the doors open, I see broker Longmire standing there with two computer. I walked over and picked up my laptop as I was thankful to see that piece of equipment come back into my life. Jill took the former computer, the tug and carried it to her desk. I thanked Agent Longmire and told her that I look forward to seeing her tonight, she said she was a bit nervous about meeting this guy. I told her not to worry, if all goes nicely, then she will maybe have someone to chat to who also works all the insane hours. I put my laptop in my rucksack 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.

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

"We are making progress. The old ma'am who was cleaning toilette has a company to appear over now that is handling all the janitorial in the construction for her. There is a new trafficker who is pressing washing the eagle so the outside will give the curb bit appeal that you are looking for to match up with other building in DC,"she tells me.

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

"Darling, I just wanted to let you acknowledge that I'm taking a scant trip-up to Seattle, I see issuance that need to be addressed. I may take another run to the Dallas market as there are still outcome with the entire eating house variance there,"I tell her.

"Will these be on the same trip, or will you come house first. I need to know if my boyfriend can come over,"she says grinning and giggling at me with her antic. I just smile and let her know that it will be two trips and she should schedule him to make two visit. I know that she is working hard so I kiss her and leave the room. I decide not to snog BJ, for no real reason early than I didn't want to

I look at the clock and see that it is already noontime. I call Dakota over and ask her to call up the local Jimmy John's and ordination sandwiches for everyone on the storey. She takes her phone and her help's notebook computer to make the phone call. When it was done, she tells me that the solid food will be here in about 35-40 minutes, which seems fairish to me.

I decided that I should try out my laptop to see if the syllabus that the FBI put on the laptop will slow the system down. Taking the data processor out of my backpack I open it and turn it on. It boots proper up just like it normally does.

I log into the email portal and looking at the massive numeral of electronic mail that I have. 1755 email. I guess not having my laptop allowed my email inbox to get overladen. I started with the usual, looking for multiples of the Same. I put them all together and highlighted the remaining one to be read later.

I scanned through the itemization and saw no more Mexican Drug Cartel emails. In my head, I was sure that we, along with the FBI have eliminated that entire group from their hiding place, much like roaches. I look at the TV covert on in the breakroom and see that the Mexican Drug Cartel shot is still in the new cycle. Although I shouldn't be surprised, with that many bad guy dying it will continue in the news show cycle for various says.

I spend time working my way through the emails. When the sandwiches arrive, my darling Dakota joins me in my office. She ordered me a turkey sandwich with lots of mayonnaise and supernumerary tomato. To my surprise and joy, she ordered herself a vegetarian sandwich. She also ordered one for Diane as well. However, for Jill, she ordered their three-meat sub. It came with turkey, ham, and roast gripe. For me, she ordered what I like the ham and turkey, however, she knows that I like both special mayo and duplicate tomatoes.

I call several of the other employees into the big conference way to sit and eat. I saw a yoke of mass not joining in as they took their lunch out of the breakroom fridge and sat at their desk to eat. That really bothered me, I want everyone to enjoy their lunchtime. Since Sharon is across the table from me, I let her 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 group discussion way ; however, she did institutionalise BJ out to conjoin us in the big group discussion room. The older lady, pathos replaced Danni at the front desk. I was very beaming to see that happen.

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

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