Myron didn’t call his client tonight despite the positive results of his interview with Max in the Schneider sawmill. Normally, he wouldn’t wait for the governor’s call after dinner. He’d even call his superior himself if there was even a slight sign of good news, but right now he was too distracted to do so… Not just, but also depressed… Dejected…. Distressed… Right now, he was receiving the results of his newest request from his protégé and was feeling all of those aforementioned negative feelings, along with really painful heartache. “Sorry, Sensei but I double-checked all my info before I spoke to you about her. And even that wasn’t easy because the governor had every available man and contact searching for the people responsible for the secret raids of his slave houses. It kind of makes it difficult to look for the people she worked with before…” Well, it doesn’t really matter if that motherfucking bastard at the roadside eatery was right, after all. What really hurts is I g
“Hey man, long time no see. People back home are wondering where you are now…”“I know, dude. Nice of you to look me up here in the uplands…”He was tempted to bring the young cop up to his room upon greeting each other in the kitchen, since the hesitant visitor entered through the back door. Just so they can maximize their privacy it would have been good to do so, but the day was too nice and warm to pass up and not enjoy. Besides, bringing the guy upstairs may give the Snitch a false sense of security, especially since he has just arrived at the Oro Vista Alpha…Plus, he was forewarned by Jack and company about the newcomer’s interview with Max…And the warning oi the people back at the lumberyard about The Mad One’s possible connection to Chin. Aw hell no! I better keep him a bit clueless about our setup here at the mansion… for now.So following his very dependable gut feeling, Eron led the youthful detective to the porch aka breakfast nook and visitor’s area.I know for sure, no
Hero was finally back at his corrupt superior’s mansion, but was more than eager to continue with Eleutheria more than ever. However, he knew that the governor would first “request” a meeting with him. If anything, so he could whine and complain about the mysterious raids done on his precious little illegal businesses and whorehouses. But even so, The Ogre was ready for such situations… “I don’t understand who would dare do such a thing to me, my precious Left Hand. After all, I’ve already put to death all my most powerful enemies… Well, not unless you count the recently departed Right Hand; which my Snitch assures me is up in the mountains right now and is currently living in the same village where I was a mayor, before the media got a hold of my ruse there and exposed me…” Blah, blah, blah…I hope Nick does my request soon, before I die of boredom… “Yes, I do agree he’s too far off to do all of that and I took care of Makaraig myself. I even got sent to the hospital for about a we
“Thank you so much, Sir,” replied the invalid tearfully, as he took the offered envelope while he took a seat on one of the rattan porch chairs. “Yes, this will be greatly valued by me and my siblings.”“But that’s not all Lando, my boy. We went shopping this morning at the hospital supply center at the city’s biggest mall and… Well, let us just show you what we bought for you along with our own hospital's list of needed medical items for the month.”The younger spectators all gasped upon seeing what the other two elderly gentlemen were unloading from their large, rugged vehicle…“Oh, Senyor… you shouldn’t have…” sobbed Jackus' nephew as he felt his emotions overwhelming him.It was a large and comfortable-looking wheelchair, complete with a cushioned seat and headboard. It even came with a motor and a basic directional shift stick on its right arm pad.Yup, Prof. Charles X. Xavier would be proud! Eron thought with amusement. It’s ironic though that it’s Diwa who has psychic powers an
Jack was huddled on his desk, trying to stop himself from sobbing aloud, lest the other people in the other offices would hear. After all, the walls were just plaster-covered and wallpaper-wrapped plywood that was not even thick enough to stop a burly man’s strong punch. Not that he ever tried to do that… After all, he was never one to have a problem with showing emotions. As a matter of fact, his parents had always encouraged it. Jack was huddled on his desk, trying to stop himself from sobbing aloud, lest the other people in the other offices would hear. After all, the walls were just plaster-covered and wallpaper-wrapped plywood that was not even thick enough to stop a burly man’s strong punch. Not that he ever tried to do that… After all, he was never one to have a problem with showing emotions. As a matter of fact, his parents had always encouraged it. What they asked of him was to hide the truth about his sister’s disappearance, but not his feelings about it. That sa
Meanwhile, back at the Oro Alpha Bed and Breakfast…Right after Orlie had gone back inside the house to show off his brand-new wheelchair to whoever was willing to listen to him, the remaining men on the porch began their serious talk among themselves. Meanwhile, the Left Hand was continuing to drive slowly towards the governor’s residence as he continued his mobile phone call with Ed Kahlagu’s Snitch who was surrounded by his new male friends.“Hello, Hero-san. I never thought I’d find myself calling you at this time.” Myron somberly stated, not really sure of what he was supposed to say.“Neither did I, Detective,” replied the still disbelieving smooth and low voice on the multiple awarded flatfoot’s mobile, which was on speaker phone for the sake of the four elderly men surrounding the large circular porch table.They literally look like King Arthur and the knights of the Round Table, except that the young officer’s mobile represents that moment’s King Arthur. Ironically, Senyor An
Meanwhile, somewhere inside the Camden Packhouse…“Yes, Helena. Jack said they will be waiting for our arrival two days from now.”“Great work, Alicia. I’ll just finish our final date night for the month to reduce any suspicion of what we’re planning to do. Right after V’s date night with me, I’ll immediately contact you to meet me at the packhouse copter hangar. I’m sure my mate will be asleep after our long and arduous lovemaking, allowing us to go leave, with our sudden departure only to be noticed the next morning.”“And by that time, we would already be there in Mendez, probably enjoying your Twinny and my brother’s friends and company.”“Not, probably, dearest friend but assuredly. Make sure to pack your bags as early as now since you do plan to bring Myrrh and Victor with you, right?”“Yes, I do intend to bring them. But I also need to call my husband just so he does not worry.”“Please tell him that he should avoid telling my mate about our plans before they happen.”“I’m sure
Speaking of bondslave, Eron pops the question as soon as they arrive home...“When are we gonna bake Twinny’s cake, Diwa”“First of all, we have to decide what we will bake. What’s Helena’s favorite flavor?”“That’s easy. It’s choco fudge with nuts. She also loves those mini lava cakes.”“Oh, so she’s a chocolate lover...”“Actually, we both are but my fave cake is the Black Forest cake and rocky road cupcakes. But, we focus on my Twinny’s fave for now.”“Well, maybe we can bake your favorite another time.”“Ok, I’ve always wanted those cupcakes on a picnic or something like that… even my wedding someday. They can even be perfect giveaways instead of those little baskets with fake flowers and name tags,” the former assassin rambled enthusiastically.“So you want to give food on your wedding as a giveaway? That’s very practical of you, Eron.”Well, if you want to be REALLY practical, I would really want you to be my bride for my wedding, if that is even possible, Diwa. But that can’t e