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.

finally replied with a

master bedroom of

no energy left to care. Everett, fascinated as if he had discovered a new world, pulled out another item from the small box

how

and gave him a kick on the shin.

looks interesting...

Without Dorothy, he had no interest

her, she

and dashed into the bathroom, hoping to avoid any

"No!"

I promise, at most three

swung open, and Dorothy glared

day after, and the week's over! Do

thinking of adding a bit

without it,

were

hurry. There was plenty

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

all people, walking into a store and

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