(Barclay Mills, New Bordeaux) Tobias sat in His Chair, Sipping A Glass of Triple Malt Whiskey from Scotland and Smoking A Cigar Straight Outta Havana, Cuba. He Had Been Awaiting A Phone Call From A Contact with Information The Rackets in Barclay Mills. A Lot Had Changed Since His Families Heyday, Barclay Mills Still Ran a Gun Smuggling and Arms Dealing Racke...
"Don't leave me here with these tears Come and kiss this pain away I can't forget the day you left Time is so unkind And life is so cruel without you here beside me." -"Unbreak my Heart" Toni Braxton Alpha Merino staggered, the pain coursing through his bond alerting him to Joe's distress before he was linked in. "Joe, what is going on? Are you all righ...
Chapter 32 Late 1986, Conrad's Empire Grows The city of Zitacuaro sits on the edge of Mexico's Tierra Caliente, an oven-like expanse of lime orchards and agave spikes. Sammy Pardo drove and Conrad sat alongside him, holding the map and acting as navigator. "Don't worry, Sammy, we'll find the place." "Christ, Conrad, this place is at the end of the world....
When God speaks, you should obey without question. Just remember that God is love and anyone who preaches hate doesn't come from God. I feel that those words hold true regardless of which religion one follows, but they should be required for all followers of Islam, the religion I was born into. My name is Fatouma Bilal-Sanchez, and I'm a young woman of Saudi...
Chapter 27 Match The Hertzberg-Davis Forensic Science Center was an unremarkable white, five-story office building at the corner of State University Drive and Paseo Rancho Pastilla, just off the El Monte Busway plus the San Bernardino Freeway and the Christopher Columbus Transcontinental Freeway, otherwise just known as the I-10. It was east of Chinatown, s...
Chapter 6 – Home... And Beyond The sky brightened slightly, waking me and signaling the impending arrival of my last sunrise in Cuba. I got up and closed the curtains. Felicita was still sleeping peacefully. I returned to her and she squeezed me tightly. I watched her for a while, then fell asleep wrapped around her. When I woke the second time, it was jus...
Chester and I had been texting each other all day, so it was no surprise to me when he ripped my underwear from beneath my dress before we said, "Hello." As he bent me over the couch and licked my pussy, I began to regret my decision to give into the forces of society. Every time his tongue touched my clit I wondered if it would be the last time I would be...
Author’s note: This story is a sequel to “Love and Terror on the 5:58,” although it can be read on its own. The Spanish phrases are usually defined. The term “pendejo” literally means a single public hair, figuratively a coward or jerk. Although it can be used with affection among friends, in general “pendejo” is a severe insult. ---------- An electronic s...
When Joe called Enrique, they had picked up their gear from the airfield. He sent them to Wal-Mart with instructions to get supplies for them. Top on the list was clean underwear, shorts and T-shirts. He also told them to pick up food, LOTS of food and drink, that they could eat in the car. The would meet them outside Salisbury on the way to the Bay Bridge....
The circus got off to a roaring start from the moment that I walked off the plane. A fellow in a good suit, expensive shoes and a chauffeur's hat was holding a sign with my name on it, 'Mr. P. Wells', or at least most of it. He asked for my Texas Driver's License and actually examined it closely (another sure sign that he was really FBI), then he grabbed my...