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.

while, but Everett finally replied with a

the master bedroom of Bay

bed was a mess, and the device was still buzzing away, but Dorothy had no energy left to care. Everett, fascinated as

how this

strength to sit up, frustrated, and gave him a kick

interesting... quite

Without Dorothy, he had no interest in

she was all

into the bathroom, hoping to

"No!"

promise, at most three more times this

open,

times? It's Friday! Tomorrow and the day after, and the

was just thinking of adding a bit of

fine without it, thanks,

were off the table for

a hurry. There was plenty

shower, drying her hair, when something

Everett, of all people, walking into a store and buying

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