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

bedroom

away, but Dorothy had no energy left to care. Everett, fascinated as if he had discovered a new world, pulled out another item

how

up, frustrated, and gave him a

looks interesting...

items before. Without Dorothy, he had no interest in such

her, she was all he

dashed into the bathroom,

"No!"

me today, I promise, at most three more times this week,

door swung open,

It's Friday! Tomorrow and the day after, and the week's over!

just thinking of adding a bit of

it,

negotiations were off

Everett wasn't in a hurry. There was

something occurred to

of all people, walking into a store and buying these...

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