Mrs. George let out a deep sigh and said, “I assumed you had changed your mind since you asked me out.”

“No. I want to ask for your help with something.”

Mrs. George took a drag of her cigarette and arched her eyebrows questioningly. “If you are seeking my assistance, are you prepared to give yourself as a thank-you gift?”

Tyrone shook his head. “I’ve prepared other gifts for you.”

“But I only want you.”

“Mrs. George. Tyrone stared at Mrs. George calmly, his expression unwavering.

“ALL right,” Mrs. George compromised. “What do you want me to do for you?”

his lover, she

request, Mrs. George nodded her head. “It’s not a

your love for your wife

can’t help

gave the photo Tyrone had given her to her subordinates and asked them to

a hood over his head, Richard was taken to a strange place. He was so terrified that

he didn’t need to do anything else but pretend to

was at home resting when

him on the other side, he sauntered over and turned the door knob. The second the door was opened, a hand clamped over his mouth.

mind raced. Who were the kidnappers? Why

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