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?"
LondonElizabeth Grunt thought that with her only potential problems out of the way, she should be able to proceed with relative ease. Her men, who were trailing Shawn and his bitch of a wife, told her that this time there would be no more warning threats but a real thing. Elizabeth looked over at the old man in a grey, pinstriped suit. Eddie nodded. His very thin, almost bald silver hair was combed over to one side on top of a narrow face and a long, hooked nose. He's tired, greenish eyes were sunken back into his face.She had found it difficult to convince Eddie to betray his employer, but she knew his weaknesses. She used her body to get the old man to agree with her. After all, she knew that he wanted her above all else just because she looked like someone from his younger days. And, of course, it was no biggy; he was too willing to share the information he had gathered from Shawn’s little group, and now Elizabeth was grinning her heart out. It was time to let the mighty Richmon
Bangkok, ThailandNothing smelled sweeter than the rain in Bangkok. Catherine loved to look outside and just watch it fall, taking in the cool air, and soft scent just like how she remembered London and their family's little country home. It was the perfect place to be on days like this. Before, she didn't care much for the company since their parents passed away, leaving her and Dave to figure out this crazy world all by themselves.An hour after their trip, Catherine couldn't help herself but ask. "Are you sure telling that detective where we're up to was a good idea?" She cast her husband a sceptical look in the mirror while he was busy blurring his eyeballs from the Bangkok early morning traffic. "I mean, why wouldn’t he just set up a roadblock and bring us in?""I don’t think he'll do that, wife."Hearing him call her his wife many times now, Catherine couldn't help but smile. When he talked to her and looked at her, there was none of the bossy and demanding Catherine had used to
When they arrived at Lek-Mraphi's ancestral homes, the couple walked in the vast parking lot, holding hands like some ordinary tourist lovers on their honeymoon. Each wore a simple white and red-heart printed shirt and a pair of shoes, as they noticed how the business at the temple was on its usual day, like what happened days earlier never happened. The two each take a quarter of the room to search for any sign of the clues left by Dave. On the western side of the temple, there were colourful blossoms and symbols painted on the walls in different places. Some weren’t paintings at all but carvings engraved into the wall, floor, and stone underneath cutout recesses where small statues of Buddhas sat waiting to be worshipped. A vast altar space for monks' worship sat just on each side, which correlated with fire, air, earth, water, and wisdom. Shawn turned on his phone light to get a little extra help and began scanning every inch of the place. The room’s floor was mostly flat, save fo
"Shawn?" Catherine’s shouts echoed through the burial ground. "Where the hell are you?" "In here…" Shawn responded, "be careful…the floors are slippery." Two minutes later, Catherine appeared at the entrance with a small light from the tablet PC in her hand. "What on earth is this place?" "Come, let's see what’s down here." He knelt down in the centre of the rectangular indentation and started scraping away at the surface, working faster now that he had at least a minimal tool for the job. He added and motioned to his wife to see what he was pointing at. "This looks like Ban Chiang. I've been there before with my grandfather." "What is that?" "Ban Chiang, the... well- it was considered the most important prehistoric settlement so far discovered in Southeast Asia. It marks an important stage in human cultural, social, and technological evolution." "Really? You mean, a burial ground?" "Yes. The site presents the earliest evidence of farming in the region and of the manufacture and