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.

a while, but Everett finally replied

bedroom

bed was a mess, and the device was still buzzing away, but Dorothy had no energy left to care. Everett, fascinated as if he had discovered a new world, pulled out another item from

see how

and gave him a kick on the shin. He didn't seem annoyed, continuing to fiddle with the item in

interesting... quite

before. Without Dorothy,

with her, she was all he

robe and dashed into the bathroom, hoping

"No!"

me today, I promise, at most three

open, and Dorothy glared at

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

just thinking of

without it, thanks,

were off the

in a hurry. There was plenty

her hair, when something occurred to her, "Ever where did you get all this

of all people, walking into

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