The Chauffeur ( # 43 ) Fighting Back

BY PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

Waking up with a review Jill was a delightful way to unfold my eyes. For the low tie in a tenacious while, Dakota did not sleep in my bed. I got up and headed towards the lav for my dawning ritual. I shaved and I showered.

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

I unplug my earphone, seize my pocketbook and key and a pair of shoes and socks. I quietly leave the bedroom and head towards the kitchen. Once I'm in the kitchen, Dakota and King John are already there. John, of path, is eating a bowl of cereal. Dakota, my darling, is sitting quietly having a cup of coffee.

Bobby and Sammy ask if I want egg or something else for breakfast. I agree ball sound good. They begin to pull in me several scrambled egg with bacon and some fried potatoes. Saint John finishes his roll of food grain and asks for some eggs as well.

Both John the Divine and Dakota are dressed for body of work. Slowly, people file out into the kitchen area. I hear what sounds comparable rain. I look out the front man windowpane and see that it is pouring hard. I think to myself ; do I point to work today or stay on here at the Chateau ? My mind leans towards heading to the Hawk.

Over the next one-half hour or so, citizenry come out to the kitchen. Bobby and Sammy offer them breakfast. most of them take the whirl. I check the time and principal back down to the bedroom to make water sure she is awake and beginning to get fix for work. When I open the sleeping room room access, there sits my gorgeous wife doing her hair at her makeup board. I sneak up behind her and kiss her from seat. She moans as I put my arms around her from behind.

I kiss her again and head up back out towards the kitchen once again. I realize that I still don't have my laptop computer, nor does Jill have her tug. 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 guy, could we give a nice pork joint for dinner tonight ? Maybe smart made mashed murphy and either some Daucus carota sativa or green beans along with one of your delicious Caesar salads. Is that possible ?"I ask.

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

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

Noticing the sentence once again, I suggest that we should start heading towards the fomite in the garage and driveway to forge. Paula and Donna both get into their vehicles. John unlocks the garage doors by removing the karabiner from the track.

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

We are all driving carefully as we haven't had hard rain in quite a while. In fact, it probably has been 6 or 7 week since we have had any rainfall at all. When we get to the hawk, we all find a parking office on the second floor. Once parked, we walk across the walkway into the construction. We all say hello/good break of the day 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 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 league rooms to have room to spread out their paperwork. We all begin to dig into our Book of Job. I open my computer to check into the work emails once again. As I scan the electronic mail, I don't see any threatening e-mail this fourth dimension. I check with Jill and she doesn't have any suspicious electronic mail either.

I begin my common categorization of e-mail. I scan them and determine one from Rob, the IT guy. He discusses thing that his group think penury to be addressed regarding our computing machine system. He suggests that we put some new servers into manoeuvre. He also suggests that we upgrade directly from Microsoft the security programs to protect our company. His business suggestions make a whole lot of sense and I give him the green light to make the change. However, I ask if we should retain his mathematical group on staff, so he isn't overloaded with task. I figure that I'll get a reply either later today or tomorrow.

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

As I get back to my desk, I see the clock on my computer tell me that it is nearly 11 am. I think to myself that we probably need to Order tiffin to be delivered since it is still raining. As I'm looking over the eatery menu's online, Danni comes to my post doorway and tells me that there is person here who would wish to speak to me. I get up and follow her backrest to the reception area. As I approach the domain, I see a Los Angeles Policeman.

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

"Yes, sir. I'm officer James Hiram 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 experience that he needs only me and not any of my help. He has me wondering what is going on and I get my raincoat and we head out. I tell Danni to let Dakota and Jill know that I have left with Officer Williams. She assures me that she will let both of them know.

officer Williams and I head down to the endorsement floor. We take the crossover to the parking garage. I say hello again to the security measures guard 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 strawman buttocks. He turns his computer on its incline and slides it down towards the trading floor. I strap into the seatbelt and off we head.

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

"To a crime fit Mr. Henry Graham Greene. Your presence is requested by our investigator,"he tells me. I'm at a total loss. However, as we head across town, the missive that I passed along to Agent Longmire comes to my mind. Did the Mexican Drug cartel get to somebody that I know ? I'm not sure whom it might be as everyone was accounted for last dark. As we turn the box, I know who it is. He parks in movement of the family. We both get out and steer up to the social movement threshold. I meet Detective James. He tells me that he requested me to hail to this offence view.

Detective St. James the Apostle carefully takes me inside the business firm. I take a couple of steps inside and hold on. The bread and butter room is covered with parentage everywhere. There is rakehell atomizer on the far wall, there is stemma on the living elbow room couch and all over the java board with a large kitty of stock at the feet of the person who is underneath the sheet.

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

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

He takes a corner of the plane 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 breast step to barf into the planter next to the straw man steps.

Detective Williams stands behind me watching me so-and-so my catgut out. I have never seen anything so violent ever before in my total life."This is an old girlfriend who left my menage yesterday. We had a engagement. I asked her to leave. My assistant called a cab to lend her home. Are there any viewer ?"I ask.

"Mr. Greene, do you have it off who this is ?"he asks me.

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

"Yes, he's on his way. Another officeholder is bringing him,"the investigator tells me.

"investigator, have you been in inter-group communication with agentive role Longmire of the FBI ? She has been chasing a Mexican Drug cartel who has been threatening to remove someone that I know. I gave her a DVD of my house for the past 24 time of day yesterday. I also gave her a letter that I received threatening to do this,"I tell him. He pulls out his little notepad and begins to make notes. He asks me for contact selective information for Agent Longmire. I call up her contact info on my cell telephone set and handwriting the phone to the detective.

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

I sit down on the front end gradation. My belly is still real queasy. I don't know how practically time has passed before another police vehicle arrives. Patrick gets out of the car and stay. He knows the business firm as well and doesn't take a step towards the firm. 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 fury that I saw inside.

Patrick comes over to me and sits down on the stone's throw as well. The rain is coming down on both of us.

"Is it Aurora ?"he asks.

"Yes, it is. You don't want to go inside. It's possibly the most violent matter that I have ever seen. I can't believe that this has happened. Patrick, I'm so sorry. I'm trusted she was murdered because of me,"I tell him. He just shakes his head telling me that it's not my mistake. She should have been safety inside her own dwelling house, which obviously she wasn't.

We both just sit on the footmark staring out to the street and the number of police railcar that are parked there. I see a news program van pull up and get out with a cameraman and a reporter. The uniformed police force stop them at the street and begin answering their questions. I see the cameraman do a sweep of the front of the house. I bow my head word and reckon down at the ground. Patrick gets up and heads towards the tidings reporter asking them to stop taking pictures of his friend who was murdered. The newsperson tried to ask several questions only for Patrick to wrench and walk away from them.

Patrick comes back over to me and sits down succeeding 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 group that someone I know will be murdered. I never in my wildest dreams believed it would be Aurora,"I tell him

"David, you're not to blame. Whoever did this is the someone to find fault,"he tells me. I'm quite yarn-dye that he is so calm, but then again, he hasn't seen the interior and the horrible way things are.

The Detective spends another twain of hours asking both Patrick and me inquiry. We answered all of his interrogative. However, before the Detective let us go, agentive role Longmire showed up. She spent several minutes chatting with the tec. Once they finished their conversation, she came over to see me and Patrick.

"Saint Patrick, this is Agent Longmire. broker, this is Patrick. This is the mortal that I was asking both of you to come with my wife and me to dinner,"I tell both.

"Mr. Patrick, I'm sorry that we met under these consideration. Also, I'm sorry for your release,"she tells him. She flips candid her notepad and begins asking me doubtfulness. I, of course, want her to regain these scum-bags and postulate them out of the movie. She keeps her composure but continues to ask me query. Once she is finished asking question, she offers both Patrick and me a ride back to where the police force picked us up from.

Patrick and I got into her vehicle. She headed back to the point where the Police picked us up. She dropped off St. Patrick first, then took me back to the Hawk. I asked if she could conjoin me for lunch, she agreed. I directed her to the courteous Italian property 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 group would be joining us. I let him have sex 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 bread."David, how did you know that I love garlic moolah ?"the Agent asks me.

"Um, I didn't. They have great Allium sativum loot here and the proprietor brings a basket of it over to my table all the time,"I tell her.

We had a dainty meal. Agent Longmire ordered wimp 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 coke instead. I ordered my usual, spaghetti with meat sauce and a couple of meatballs. We sat and had a delightful lunch. When it was all over, I paid the dejeuner bill, but Agent Longmire tried to catch the Federal Reserve note, 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 handsome man and is interested in going out to dinner with him and Jill and me. This made me very happy to hear that such a violent act did not dissuade her from wanting to go out with Patrick.

As we finished our meal, we headed towards the nominal head threshold to go forth. Oddly enough, Agent Longmire clutched my elbow as we left. This made me sense much better about her.

It was about 20 minute to get me back to the war hawk. She dropped me off at the front door, street story and wished me a effective 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 break of day has been murdered. Several of the noblewoman, such as Jennifer and Sharon were shocked by the news.

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

The rest of the afternoon was spent with me working on my computing device 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 mass turning off their computers and putting on their raincoats.

I stood by the elevator door. Dakota and John 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 Book ; he just stood a few foot away from me waiting for the lift.

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

She took my helping hand and silently held it as we waited for the elevator to devolve. It dawned on me that I have no idea what everyone had for lunch.

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

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

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

"broker Longmire, eh ? Should we expect her to show up at the house 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 grit out. The Mexican Drug combine got to break of day. They murdered her very violently. There was blood everywhere. I've never seen so lots blood in my total life. It was horrible,"I say to her. She knows that I'm quite rattled about dawn. She doesn't say a word, she just stands there next to me, holding my hand. When the elevator threshold dings and opens we both whole step on and razz it down to the 2nd floor.

At the endorse base, we get off and take aim 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 head 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 porc joint that I asked for this morn. She told me that Red Robin Warren Earl 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 wild weather. Clearly, people had forgotten how to drive in the rain as we had several people run dealings lights and sloping trough into the intersection. Which caused me to tighten my seatbelt.

All I could reckon about was the atrocious scene of daybreak's body underneath that sheet. What I remember seeing was her throat cut from ear to ear. several stab wounds and a fastball muddle in her frontal bone with the blood covering her face. It just kept haunting me.

In my chief, I couldn't think of how to make whoever did this pay. When we pull into the courtyard, I begin to articulate a programme on fighting back against our ‘ ally'the Mexican Drug cartel.

As Dakota pulls into the garage, I see John the Divine's truck already parked in there. Yet, I don't see Jill's car just yet. I text BJ and ask if they are nigh to the firm. I get a response from BJ that they are about 5 minute of arc away. As we pull into the garage, I just sit in the front line seat thinking about Aurora. I want to crusade back, but I'm not sure just how to set about 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 soul to deal the slaying of Aurora. Let the press push the police and the detective to speak to Aurora's death. As I hear the garage doorway open and see Jill's car enter the garage, I decide to get out of Dakota's car and head inside. I stand by the door to the house and hold for Jill to conjoin me.

Once we are all gathered in the garage, I hold the doorway afford for all the ladies. Each one gives me a buss as they go inside.

We all end up in the kitchen, Bobby tells me that dinner will be ready in about 15 mo, so if I wanted to film a quickly cascade, I had enough prison term to do so. I think about it for a moment but decide not to go involve a shower bath.

My earphone buzzes. It's Agent Longmire.

"Hello federal agent, why are you giving me a phone call ? Are you asking if you can fare over for dinner party ?"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 unforced,"she says to me.

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

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

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

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

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

"Oh, you don't have to do that. I'll be happy to drive,"she tells me. However, I won't hear of it, so I tell her that I'm sending a car for her tomorrow night. She relents and agrees to be picked up.

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

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

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

"OK, everyone, may I ingest your attention for just a couple of minutes. toilet, will you please go get the pool business firm radical ?"I ask.

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

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

"I need to recount everyone what the police force picked me up for today. They took me to dawning's house. I found her murdered. Her throat was slit from ear to ear. She had multiple stab injury all over her body plus she had one single gunshot wound in the eye of her forehead. There was descent everywhere. I have never seen such a grim situation. It made me go away 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 recognise that we need to watch each other's vertebral column. If you have a carry permit, please wear your weapon. If you don't have a carry Trachinotus falcatus, then delight halt with someone who does deliver one. I don't want anyone here hurt, am I clear about this ?"I ask.

I hear several yeses. I care for all my mathematical group and haven't decided how to crusade back. This drug combine needs an ass-kicking. I decide to put a song into extra agentive role Fernandez.

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

"Jose, I want to hurt them. I want to take the fight to these dunce. They murdered someone and did it in a atrocious fashion. How do I make 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 good selective information, that we know where their main hideout is located. They also have about a dozen humble shoes that they stock weapon and people to fight. handle to go after them ?"Fernandez asks me.

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

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

I tap John the Evangelist, Dakota, Jill, Donna, and both the CG boys. I tell the boys to get their rifles, as they will be helping us take down some of the Mexican Drug combine. I explain that they will be taking key positions to deliver the back of the group. I explain that they need to institute lots of their .50 caliber ammunition. They should also fetch their John Scopes. I expect them to remove a position that is high and able to bruise them when we are attacked, which we will be.

I put tactical vests on the repose of the others. Everyone going has multiple ammunition clip. Just as expected, Fernandez shows up with a large black Chevy Suburban. St. John follows with his hand truck and both CG son. We drive across town and meet up with about 40 FBI broker. I pick out a rooftop and send the CG boys to the rooftop to concord a sniper's position.

As they climb the outside brand fire run, they reach the rooftop in just a couple of minute. They focus their scopes and lay out several clips of ammo. They text that they are ready to do some damage.

John and Donna accept a position at their side incoming. Jill, Dakota and I take a perspective at their front door. About 20 factor are with us at the front door, another 10 agents are with Gospel According to John at the side door, and the relief of the agents along with Agent Longmire subscribe a position at the back threshold. Special factor Fernandez calls on his headset.

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

John and the agents with him kick in the side door, shooting everything that they see holding a gun. I kick in the movement room access and get down shooting everyone that I see inside, along with the 20 or so federal agent that enter with me. Dakota takes a defensive locating outside so if any sneak past us she will remove them down.

several agentive role kick in the back room access. fortune of gunfire there, a couple of agents go down. Jill works her way to the agents coming through the gage door. She is firing at everything that moves that is not in tactical geared wheel. I am also firing hitting everything that is moving. As one clip empties, I load another taking aim at anyone moving. The broker that entered the nominal head threshold with me are taking drug cartel member out with preciseness. I'm sure that the shootout can be heard in the neck of the woods. I have hit and killed 9 cartel members all of whom were firing at myself and the FBI agents. No one was disarm that we shot at.

The completely outgrowth takes about 20 instant. 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. King John said he killed 5 drug cartel guy wire. Jill took 4 down, killing all four. Dakota got the only one that snuck out the side room access. He took a snapshot at her and she put a unit of ammunition between his eye. Donna says she only got 3 drug cartel guys, but she said that the agent around her took down about a dozen guy, making them dead, not wounded.

There is a car full of cartel members trying to escape. Both CG son take several shots at them and take out all 5 guys in the car, causing the car to barge in into a edifice 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 agent to interview the other agents. Longmire and Fernandez enjoin me that I need to contain my people out of here as they violated a big FBI convention. I gather out my people and off we go. We are all full of Adrenalin on the drive home base. I do the math in my promontory, 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 count and it seems as if all told 53 corporate trust extremity have been shot and killed. No combine penis is still awake, they all have been killed.

"Jill, text someone back at the business firm, let them bonk we are all ok and no one got shot,"I tell her. She grabs her speech sound 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 domicile, all of us are amped up on the Adrenalin from shooting the cartel members. Donna tells us that she hasn't shot anyone since her days in the devil dog. However, she is beaming that we have hit them where they were hiding. Longmire and Fernandez may have invited us, but I am quite sure that they weren't expecting us to take out 27 cartel members out of the 53 Fernandez said were killed. In my head, I did some spry mathematics and figured that it was just above 53 % of my chemical group shooting and killing combine. Now, I wanted to strike out a full-page ad taunting the Mexican Drug Cartel, but I know that would only get Fernandez and Longmire into trouble. I suggested that when we all get home that we are to clean our weapons and reload the ammunition clips.

As John pulls into the courtyard, I am so proud of my group. None of them let themselves get pullulate and all of them took out Drug cartel fellow member. Gospel According to John parks his truck into the service department and everyone piles out of the truck. We're all chatty about the event.

CHAPTER 3

When we were all inside, Sammy had a series of afters prepared for all of us. He had another of his mythical chocolate cakes. He had a Daucus carota sativa cake with ointment tall mallow frosting, and he had about 5 XII chocolate chip biscuit. John the Evangelist took a gash of 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 hope her not to go again. She kissed him and told him that she was all aflutter about him going on the attack on the drug cartel. He smiled and told her that he did it to pull in her dependable, she just put her implements of war around him and held onto her guy.

I can separate that the raid on the drug corporate trust has gotten Donna all amped up….and horny. I see her whispering to Jill ; I'm guessing I know what the whisper is all about. The two CG boys immediately went out to the consortium house after they stored their rifles in the gun safe. They felt skilful taking out the bad Guy. I can only suppose that if there is trouble, it will number from them taking out the careful of cartel member with their .50 caliber ransack snap. 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 give thanks them that won't get them into trouble. Before we left, I thanked the broker that kicked in the front door with me for watching my rear during the firefight. Up until then, I had only imagined of ever being in a shootout, and now, I've been in one and the adrenaline haste is incredible.

As I suggested, everyone is cleaning their weapon, except for the two CG male child. They're busy getting laid over at the puddle sign of the zodiac, or at least that's what I was thinking was going on. Lester Willis Young guys, porn star girl, plus a prominent chested roommate that is well known in the erotica industry as a great blowjob person, what could Fred's two nephews ask for any better ?

Donna is overly loquacious. 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 arms around him and told him that she was a nervous wreck the whole time he was gone. Her and Diane sat together and worried. lavatory told her it was the most unbelievable thing he had ever done and that I had his back. She didn't need to know that I was on a completely different face of the house from him. verity be told, it was the FBI agents that had his back, not me.

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

"pet, what's going on. You seem more brooding 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 shot ad killed that many people since my days in the devil dog. However, unlike the armed services days, I shot from closeup. None of my shots were at someone that was no more than 8-10 groundwork away from me. In the military machine, I was shooting my artillery at people that were usually about 100-200 foot away. Not the case today. Let me just litigate the events,"Jill tells me. I kiss her on the brass and let her just sit and make clean her firearm.

I see no one in the TV room, so I head in there and turn on the TV to watch an natural process video. I select the picture show ‘ Bad son'with Will Smith and Martin Laurentius. Something in my learning ability 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 moving picture, Sammy comes over with a big bowling ball of popcorn. I take a smattering and set out eating. My head is loving this popcorn. It has real melted butter, not some powdered butter flavoring nor butter flavored oil ( like at the movie theater of operations ). He also brings out a bowl of cinnamon sugar popcorn. This one I really liked and took ascendancy of that bowl.

John came out and sat in the reclining professorship. 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 position of me, and as usual Dakota on the other side.

I sat there staring at the TV but was thinking about how lucky my life has become. I got to do something that virtually no one would ever get to do, go on a mission with agents of the FBI. I could have gotten my family in unplayful worry today. I need to go under down and intercept thinking and acting impulsively. This could have turned out much big than it did.

The shooting made the nightly newsworthiness. According to the news, there was a total of 40 drug cartel members killed as FBI agents tried to deliver some warrants, which I thought was a good covering story.

I was late in persuasion and not watching what was going on around me. I finally came back to seeing my trivial girl, Dakota stuffing her face full of my cinnamon bark sugar popcorn. She was giggling at me being off in the distance while she pilfered my popcorn.

I pulled her into me and began to tickle her. That made her squeal with laughter. It's always prissy to see her grinning and laugh. She's as tough as nails and anticipated my needs and wants like no one that I have ever encountered. Jill is the exact antonym. She is also tough as nails, but she is much more deliberate in her mode.

Once Dakota and I settled down and I quit tickling her, Donna put her heading on my shoulder joint. I can severalize that Donna needs some physical tending. I put my finger's breadth underneath her chin and pick her mind up to osculate me. She ends up putting both blazonry around my neck opening and kissing me for quite a while.

Donna stands up and takes me by the hired man. She leads me past Jill, who is still cleaning her weapon and sitting pensively. Donna leads me down the hall to my own chamber. She pulls me inside and keeps going dragging me to my bathroom. There she sheds her wearing apparel and footprint into the shower. I just stood there looking at her beautiful trunk underneath the water. It was beautiful to follow the H2O cascading down her organic structure, over her wonderful breasts, down her vapid stomach, and into the vale of delight known as her pussy.

She turns and summons me with that one finger that women use to summon you silently. I kick off my shoes, shed my wearing apparel and gradation into the exhibitioner 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 prison term drying each other off. It has been a while since I have played with Donna. She is a very hump woman, who is a sensual brute. When we are done drying each other off, she wraps a towel around her and leaves the bedroom. I, as usual, put a brace of shorts on and my common tweed tee shirt. I sat on the eternal rest bed for a few hour thinking about the events of the day and how it affected everyone. St. John and Donna are all amped up. Jill pensively cleaning her weapon. Dakota trying to be her cockamamie self. The CG boys, may bear done the sound thing of all, go have Nice sweaty sex with their porn star girlfriends and Belinda.

My creative thinker again thinks about cockcrow. How did they get to her ? Did they just come to the door and onset when she opened it ? Did we vote out the person or soul who murdered dawning ? Are there more out there hiding ? Should I go forward to worry about something happening to one of the business 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 Darling, can I put this in the gun good for you ?"I ask her. She nods yes and I take the gun and go to the gun dependable and put it inside on one of the two shelves. I feel a bit easier about putting the gun in the safe.

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

"We're here to give up something to a Mr. David Henry Graham Greene, but we need to ingest him signalize for it. Please broadcast him out here,"the man with an obviously Russian accent says into our gate speaker.

"I'm sorry. Mr. Greene is not available right now. Please finger innocent to leave the package at the logic gate and mortal 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 present this packet,"the Russian sounding man said.

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

I get no response, but on the security photographic camera, I see him shrug his shoulders with someone else taking the box from the man that spoke. They walk back down the service road. Apparently, they must have used Google maps to recover that we have a table service road leading to the front gate.

I texted Fernandez that we were visited by our Russian friends again. I made a DVD for whoever will arrive to pick it up. Making the videodisk made me remember about Saint Patrick, see what we saw may make him not desire to go on the date with Longmire. I decided to call Patrick.

"Hey, Patrick. It's David Greene. I just wanted to send for you and ascertain on how you're doing ?"

"Um, I guess I'm doing OK. I had to put an ad in the newspaper for a replacement for dawn. I mean, she was an unbelievable pain in the ass in the ass, but when she turned on the magic spell, she could captivate the socks right off you, but you already know that. You and she dated for a piece. May I ask how foresighted you dated and how long ago ?"Patrick asks.

"Well, we dated several twelvemonth ago, before I married my first wife. Funny thing, we only dated about a calendar month or two, we were magic in bed, but we were oil and weewee animation together. She and I didn't mix outside of the sleeping accommodation,"I tell him.

"I can realize that. We dated for about 5 hebdomad. I couldn't take her always complaining about how many hours I work. I mean, I own this patronage 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 nighttime ? I hope we are because I think the lady, I'm introducing you to will put a smile on your face. She understands hanker hours as she probably works somewhere between 60-75 hours a calendar week, sound comrade ?"I ask.

"Yeah, it kind 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 ?"St. Patrick asks.

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

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

"Well, I wouldn't want you to be arrested on your first of all meeting of her,"I say to him still laughing a bit.

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

"Yeah, I'm OK with you sending a car for me,"he says to me before giving me his computer address. I notice that the address is in a nicer part of LA. It 's not Beverly Hills, but still a nice part of LA. Now, I must win over Longmire to impart me her family address for this to work. In my head, I thought about how today went and maybe, just maybe Longmire will trust me adequate to part with her nursing home address.

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

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

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

"To get your address. I'm sending a car to piece you up tomorrow nighttime. No backing out of our softwood,"I say to her. I get an unusually retentive interruption before she finally agrees to give me her home address.

"Thank you, Heidi. I assume I have your license 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 Night, and of course of instruction, where are we going for dinner ?"She asks.

"Well, I decided on Texas longhorn Steakhouse. It's a very unstrain atmosphere, plus I love their food for thought. This guy you're going to be introduced to owns a home plate cleaning service of process. He's always working trying to make sure that his customers are taken guardianship of properly. Like you, he is working all the clip. Maybe, if you two hit it off tomorrow Night you can own a late-night day of the month. But, that's up to you and him. Jill and I are only doing introduction and feeding both of you. Oh, and I don't want the not corrode thing you fair sex like to do when meeting someone. I expect you to eat a fixture meal,"I tell her.

We chat a few more minutes 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 day of the month after dawn, but thankfully he didn't.

I asked Dakota to dial up Black Car limo and send a stint limo to St. Patrick's reference 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 break of day. I decided that the limousine needs to hail here initiatory to pick up Jill and me, then Patrick, and finally Heidi.

I saw Dakota still watching a moving-picture show on the couch in the TV elbow room. In my head, if we Jill and I were going to the war hawk, then we would need to leave about 3:00 pm to get dwelling in time to shower and change, then get into the limo and foreland to their menage. Of course, in my head, I wondered if we should pick up Heidi first and thus not showing her computer address to somebody she has not checked out. It just made Sir Thomas More signified to me to pick her up for the first time then Patrick.

Jill was out in the TV room, but she was sitting in the reclining professorship, not really participating with anyone. Sammy had brought a bowl of popcorn, but she only had a couple of raciness out of it. She just set it down on the lilliputian side table succeeding to the chair.

CHAPTER 4

When I woke up in the good morning, I found Jill snoring succeeding to me and a low little animal all snuggled up, ass first into me. I could tell just by the feel of the physical structure that it was Dakota.

I hugged her before I sat up and worked my way down to the foot of the bed to head to the bathroom for my usual sunrise ritual. I decide that I need to trim, a dainty shaving with my razor. The one that I will do tonight will be with my electric car razor instead. I step into the shower and take a nice hot cascade. 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 pee and footstep out of to dry off and get dressed. I decide that for tonight, it will be dress slacks and a short-sleeved dress shirt and dress brake shoe. However, right now I'm heading to the Hawk, for work.

As I picked my clothes out of the W.C., I had to wake Jill. I'm a bit worried about her. Hopefully, she has pondered what happened yesterday with the drug corporate trust. I have the disputation in my head as to why we should have done what we did with the Federal Reserve System. I don't want to have to vex about Jill and how she is processing as stress often affects a baby during pregnancy.

I shook Jill gently and woke up a grumpy Jill. So far, it seemed as if the convention Jill was back as she hates being woke up. Dakota is light, give her a petty waggle and she pops her eyes open and gets her day going with a with child cup of umber.

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

"Good first light darling,"Jill says to me. I was glad to hear her say those words.

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

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

"You mean the introduction dinner,"I tell her even though it could go horribly incorrectly."Yes, we have that tonight,"she smiles as I tell her that. She picks out a nice dyad of denim and a bloodless blouse along with a pair of low dog. For piece of work, she chooses a overnice skirt along with a colourful blouse. I just grin at what I see. When she hears the water sour off and Dakota coming into the bedroom, she gets up and drumhead to the bathroom to get ready.

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

I see respective phone charges dangling on the bureau and another one on Jill's make-up mesa. I grab my earpiece off the charger along with my billfold and tonality and point out to the kitchen. I get there before Dakota, so I turn on the coffee bean pot.

John is already there eating a roll of cereal. I see both Jennifer and Diane all dressed for oeuvre. I have it in my mind to check on Jennifer's progression in solving some of the egress 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 buss, probably from our lovemaking session yesterday in the rain shower. She had a couple slicing of pledge with a fried hard egg between them. I was just sitting at the kitchen table just admiring her beautiful body.

She poured me a glass of my pineapple juice and put it in straw man of me. I watched her eat the electrocute egg sandwich and booze a cup of java. When she was done, she tossed her paper home into the trash, kissed me again and headed out.

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

Dakota finally came out to the kitchen, and as expected she went right for the coffee pot. She checked my ice to reach sure I had some juice in it. She smiled and sat at a hot seat by me.

Jill came out just a few minutes later and boy does she await amazing. I don't know what it was this cockcrow, but all the ma'am looked wonderful as they headed out to mold. I ask Jill if she will repulse us to the Hawk, as we are going to be leaving early, probably around 3, so she has plenty meter 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 device driver for tonight's dinner. Dakota had already given Fred the addresses for both Patrick and Heidi.

I was glad to try everything was all set up. What concerned me was the phone call 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 phone and not her personal telephone, which in my head was a good sign.

"good Morning Agent Longmire. I see that I missed a call from you conclusion night, 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 syllabus to maintain any further nasty electronic mail from appearing in your email box. We have also added a curriculum that will move any bad emails to a personal single file in which it will be sent to our IT team who will ruin,"she says to me. I smile now knowing that she isn't trying to bail from the introduction dinner.

"My agenda is that both Jill and I will be at the Hawk building downtown and will be leaving there about 3 pm to make out home and get ready for an institution dinner party with two people whom I think will be a honest fit for each other,"I say to her.

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

Jill takes me by the deal, and we head to her car in the service department. Dakota has BJ and Danni in her vehicle. Sharon rides with John and Diane. Donna takes her own car to the call shopping centre.

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

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

"Well, variety of. I certainly could use the Nox to still be working on the blood 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 prison term will the limo 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 dead reckoning that she is happy to see Fred do some of our driving once again.

As common, when we get to the hawk, we park on the second floor and take up the crossover to the tower. Once inside the tower, the security guard tells us good morning as we wait for the lift. When the room access opened, I felt Jill's hand squeeze my ass even though there are about a XII people on the lift.

I just smile, not making a tantrum. It was just Jill's way of teasing me. We ride the elevator to the top. When the room access open, I see Agent Longmire standing there with two estimator. I walked over and picked up my laptop as I was thankful to see that patch of equipment come back into my spirit. Jill took the former computing device, the tugboat 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 vex, if all goes nicely, then she will maybe take in someone to chaffer to who also works all the insane hours. I put my laptop in my haversack pulling out the two DVD 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 lady who was cleaning lav has a party to look over now that is handling all the janitorial in the edifice for her. There is a new vendor who is force per unit area washing the bird of Jove so the exterior will have the curb entreaty that you are looking for to equal up with other building in DC,"she tells me.

I'm happy that she is making tread at the respective projection. I tell her that tomorrow Dakota and I will be heading to Seattle for a warm 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.

"pet, I just wanted to let you know that I'm taking a curt 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 offspring with the entire restaurant sectionalisation there,"I tell her.

"testament these be on the same slip, or will you come household first. I need to know if my boyfriend can descend over,"she says smiling and giggling at me with her laugh. I just grin and let her know that it will be two stumble and she should schedule him to earn 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 material reasonableness 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 Gospel According to John's and order sandwiches for everyone on the floor. She takes her earpiece and her assistant's notebook to make the phone phone call. When it was done, she tells me that the food for thought 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 program that the FBI put on the laptop computer will slow up the system down. Taking the figurer out of my back pack I open it and plough it on. It boots flop up just like it normally does.

I log into the e-mail portal and feeling at the monumental phone number of emails that I have. 1755 emails. I guess not having my laptop computer allowed my email inbox to get overload. I started with the usual, looking for multiples of the Lapp. I put them all together and highlighted the remaining one to be read later.

I scanned through the itemisation and saw no more Mexican Drug corporate trust emails. In my chief, I was sure enough that we, along with the FBI have eliminated that entire grouping from their concealment place, much like circle. I look at the TV filmdom on in the breakroom and see that the Mexican Drug corporate trust shooting is still in the new cycle. Although I shouldn't be surprised, with that many bad guys dying it will appease in the intelligence cycle for several says.

I spend time working my way through the e-mail. When the sandwiches arrive, my darling Dakota joins me in my office. She ordered me a turkey sandwich with lots of mayonnaise and surplus love apple. To my surprise and delectation, 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 beef. For me, she ordered what I like the ham and turkey, however, she knows that I like both extra mayo and extra tomatoes.

I call several of the other employees into the larger conference elbow room to sit and eat. I saw a couple of people 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 revel their lunchtime. Since Sharon is across the board from me, I let her have it away that no one should be working during their lunch hour. She tells me that she will wield that and goes back to eating her sub.

Jill never left her conference room ; however, she did place BJ out to bring together us in the big league room. The older lady, Ruth replaced Danni at the battlefront desk. I was very glad to see that happen.

I'm looking forward to the introduction dinner tonight, but having Fred take us around made me palpate sound. 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 tutelage of, which made me smile.

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