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.

Everett finally replied with a single word,

the master bedroom of

was still buzzing away, but Dorothy had no energy left to care. Everett, fascinated as if he had discovered

see how this

up, frustrated, and gave him a kick on the shin. He didn't

looks interesting... quite

items before. Without Dorothy,

she was

grabbed her robe and dashed into the bathroom,

"No!"

you indulge me today, I promise, at most three more times this

open, and

and the day after, and the week's over! Do you think I'm

was just thinking of adding a bit

fine without it, thanks, Mr.

were off the

in a hurry. There was plenty of time

something occurred to her, "Ever

all people, walking

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