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

master bedroom of

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

see how this

Dorothy mustered her strength to sit up, frustrated, and gave him a kick on the shin. He didn't seem annoyed, continuing to

looks interesting... quite

had never bothered with such items before. Without Dorothy, he had no

with her, she was all he

robe and dashed into the bathroom, hoping to avoid

"No!"

today, I promise, at

open, and

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

just thinking of adding a bit

it, thanks, Mr.

like negotiations were off

hurry. There was plenty of

came out of the shower, drying her hair, when something occurred

of all people, walking into a

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