The navigation system in the rented automobile made it simple to locate Lek-ancestral Mraphi's home. And Dave wasn't as happy or at ease as Javier had been. Two hours after leaving the ancient city, the Russians sped through the parking area of the vast ancient state of Lek-Mraphi, which appeared to be some recently reconstructed museum of some kind that looked like an old temple and had instead become a tourist attraction.There were probably a thousand phrases to explain what the men in the automobile were thinking as they peered at the huge structure. But all that was expressed was mute astonishment. Yes, he had to agree the place was a work of art. It was by far so remarkable that he gaped at it and by looking, he could not argue that it looked exactly li
"Would it be possible to get down into the basement for a closer look and see some of the original structure?" Dave asked. A slight chuckle ensued from the old man, "I don't think it's possible, my friend. No one is allowed in the basement. There is only one door that leads down into that area, and it is completely sealed off. It is quite impossible to get down there." "Why is it sealed off?" "I have no idea. It seems to me that it would be an interesting part of the temple’s history to include that as part of the tour, but for some reason, it was closed up long ago, before this final version of the building was ever completed. If I had to guess, I would say there must be some kind of safety or insurance concern with having people in that area." The answer seemed to be an honest one. Still, the mysterious Buddha statue and where the temple got its money were never made clear. "That Buddha was one of the replicas. It was not the legendary golden Buddha, but... yeah," the old man we
For a moment, everyone was frozen in a deadlock. Javier and Shawn looked at each other, as if they were waiting to see who would make the first move and fire the gun. Meanwhil, Dave smirked. There was an explosion in his brain... the good sort... the type that carries more possibilities than he could be conscious of. If Shawn was here, he might have had a chance of getting out of this mess alive, but there were hundreds of ideas there in that buzz of electricity. Dave could feel it. It was the calling card of adventure or death, of paths awaiting his feet. Whatever was ahead could be a great challenge, and there could be tears, but it was his adventure to take, and so he smiled. The ideas for how to get rid of the Russians who were holding him would come to him when he least expected it. Even though it was probably only a half-minute, it felt like a lifetime. Shawn was scared the old guy would be wounded if he fired a shot. However, the two Russians stood ready, both clutching Dave
Seven hours later, when Shawn regained consciousness, the first thing he noticed was an incredible ringing in his right ear. He had no recollection of what had occurred, but his eyes were closed. As he cautiously opened them, the dark cloud began to give way to fuzzy light. The high-pitched whining in his ear was joined by a throbbing in the back of his brain as if a jackhammer was striking concrete.Catherine?What the hell happened to Catherine? His silent panic was tense. What on earth happened to them? They were walking on the sidewalk to the hotel parking lot when something happened, and he wasn't sure if it was a bomb or if he had been assaulted. However, his confused mind was unable to accept what had occurred. His thoughts were clouded by concerns for his wife.The warmth of the evening's busy Bangkok streets against his face and body came next, followed by little points of stinging pain on various spots of his body. The rest of his senses began to return one by one. His nostr
Warning SPG +18Catherine was still confused and dazed. How they ended up with this mess was beyond her. How the manager told Shawn that someone wanted to meet them outside and, out of curiosity, her husband and Ben went out without even thinking about some sort of security. She was trailing behind them when it happened. The car sitting just outside the hotel entrance near the parking lot exploded."Ben was closest to it." She explained to the driver and turned her attention to the unconscious old man. Her face was grim as she looked out the windows, watching the buildings whiz by. "Someone was clearly trying to target us and I fear that the manager was on it." She added while Shawn nodded in agreement."I think you're right about that. I'll make sure to let my men handle it, but it will take time. Thailand branch is a bit difficult to handle for now...." he sighed as he continued. "Someone knew we were going to be there at that exact moment," Shawn stated. He tried to contain his an
Warning Rated SPG+18 Catherine knew this was a "get the husband to fuck her until she was too weak to even lift a finger" fuck and not a "Slow and savour it" fuck, so she tried to hurry him. "Shawn, move." Catherine put her heart into it, pumping her hips enthusiastically. It only took two or three minutes, and Shawn was cumming with a nice, wet finish. At that point, exhaustion claimed him, and with barely enough time to slide off, blackness overcame him and he fell into a sound sleep. If they had been in a much bigger bed he was sure he could have slept seven hours, but unfortunately, the bed was too small and uncomfortable for two people to sleep on for long, and Shawn woke up after about an hour. He saw immediately that Catherine was awake but not moving for fear of waking him. "I'm sorry I fell asleep, sweetheart," Shawn mumbled with a small smile that almost melted her heart, "but that sure seemed to work well." "I'm glad you got a little nap," Catherine added. "I wonder if y
ScotlandA small group of afternoon visitors sat busy on Alfonso Richmond III's mansion's porch. They discussed finances, the market, and the many properties they had purchased or sold in recent months.The majority of the attendees sipped on rare bourbon, top-shelf vodka, and well-aged whiskey, rather than hot dogs and beer. Smoke from a few cigars rippled around, swirling up and out into the evening air.Alfonso stood near the outdoor bar, enjoying a glass of fine Irish whiskey. It wasn't the most costly drink, but it was his favourite by far. Smooth and toasty, it was his go-to beverage.He'd been talking with his coworkers and friends about many issues, but something was bothering him. In fact, he'd probably had a few too many, and the one in his hand wasn't going down easily. He hadn't heard from Javier in a few hours, and the anxiety was driving him insane. Not that he was not already insane; some fears and worries were his enemies, but he'd been looking for something to assist
The next day, Shawn and Catherine rented another pickup to go back Lek-Mraphi's ancestral residence. His phone only rang twice on the other end before Shawn heard, "Mr. Richmond, I need a good explanation for all this! I found your butler with a dead friend in one of the nearby hospitals." Shawn smirked, "I take it you’re in Poland, Detective Rodrigues?" "Yes, sir, we’re at many tourist destinations. It’s a bloody mess over here. We found an unidentified corpse at the base of the stage in the sanctuary, a Russian. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would you?" "Detective, the Russian corpse shot at me first," Shawn replied plainly. "How is the friend of my butler?" "The corpse will be transferred to London tomorrow morning, and Eddie is going now to London. Care to tell me what exactly happened there?" "That’s good to hear. It's a long story. I guess they shot him to slow us down. They were gone once we got to the parking lot, but I know you know that already, yes?"