Mike had been racking his brain to find the right guy for the job. It wasn't easy.

Even though Quincy was all tied up, the sheer size of the man was something she could feel. And even if she couldn't, what if?

The tasks assigned by Mr. Thompson had to be carried out to the best of Mike's abilities.

Once the guy took the cash and left with a big grin on his face, Mike glanced towards the motel room door before calling over two ladies.

"Go inside, don't wake her. Just tidy up a bit."

"Got it."

With that, Mike also left the motel.

He had been standing guard outside the room just in case, listening to the muffled sounds from within. It had been... somewhat unsettling.

Now, he needed to get some contracts sorted to ease his mind a bit.

Once in the car, Mike sent a text to Everett's number, updating him on the progress.

Mr. Thompson, everything is going according to plan. No issues.

while, but Everett finally replied with a

bedroom of Bay

king-sized bed was a mess, and the device was still buzzing away, but Dorothy had no energy left to care. Everett,

see how

a kick on the shin. He

looks interesting... quite

never bothered with such items before. Without

her, she was all

and dashed into the bathroom, hoping

"No!"

I promise, at most three more

swung open, and Dorothy

the day after,

thinking of adding

it,

negotiations were off the table

a hurry. There was

came out of the shower, drying her hair, when something occurred to her, "Ever where did

people, walking into a store and buying

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