A couple of evenings later, I followed them to the movie theatre. Some romantic comedy shit. Now, any guy who takes a chick to that type of flick is up to something. I didn’t trust him one bit. I had to actually work my shift that night, so I didn’t see them leave the theatre, but when I swung by her place at 3 a.m., there were no strange cars parked outside. I could feel it in my bones through, like gathering menace. It was only a matter of time.So I pulled a sick one the following night and, having stopped in a quiet spot to put on my makeup and beard, I made my way to her small but expensive house around midnight. She owned a red BMW roadster and there was now a Toyota alongside it. I shimmied to my usual spot where I had a good view of her living room through the window. At first, I thought they had to have moved to her bedroom already, but then I spied movement and saw they were lying on the sofa, still dressed. He was on top, kissing her, and she was wriggling. It didn’t look. "You're in trouble," she said.Charles spread his hands. "Am I now? You're the one tied to a chair." When your men brought me in I saw the mountains and the cooling towers. We're in the old Watson Industrial Park."Charles kept his hands apart and shrugged."What I know, she knows."Charles extended his hand. "I'm Mr. Simon by the way."The woman snarled and spat. Charles retrieved a handkerchief from his pocked and wiped his hand. "Who is this 'she'?" he asked. Silence stretched out over several minutes. Charles placed his elbows on his knees and leaned forward. "If someone knew you were here wouldn't 'she' have rescued you by now?"The woman leaned back in her chair. Her jaw pushed forward as she scowled.When it became evident that the conversation was at an impasse, Charles left his seat and pulled the door closed behind him."Henrik, no guests for her."The thickly built Swede nodded."Izumi, would you please fetch Mason?" I hopped in the back of the van and we got away. I have to admit I.
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