Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Magic Town, Chapter 26

Jeff, finds himself in Atlanta wanting to get out of the hotel on a Friday night. In the Atlanta Underground he meets up with Pick, a sly con man who takes Jeff around the Underground ending up at the notorious Magic Town strip club. There’s only one problem: Jeff is the spitting image of a corrupt congressman! Nancy, the beautiful FBI agent with the golden eyes takes Jeff on the ride of his life. With three climax scenes, this story will make you want to get to the next page!


Chapter 26 of Magic Town ...

YOU DON'T WANT TO MISS THIS SEXY CHAPTER!

Monday, 4:28 PM: Three Missing Words

Shonna takes Jeff to the Hilton up in Norcross where they have a wonderful evening where she makes Jeff do a strip dance for her followed by sex, sex, sex and more sex … and where he tells her the three missing words from his speech in Magic Town. They speak of love and devotion, and his need to call her by her real name, Nancy.


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           Magic Town, Chapter 26


Monday, 4:28 PM: Three Missing Words

     Soon they pulled up in front of the towering Hilton Hotel on Peachtree Industrial Boulevard in Norcross. Jeff laughed at the Peach Tree. During his stay he often wondered if people gave the directions: “Turn off the freeway on Peachtree Boulevard, take a right on Peachtree Avenue, go down past Peachtree Road then turn right on Peachtree Street, go three blocks then take a right into Peachtree Court.” Yeah, he was pretty sure.
     Jeff walked up to the counter in the Hilton. This was the only other hotel he had ever stayed in while he was in the Atlanta area; Shonna told him they knew that from his credit card records and chose it so that he had familiarity around him. He discovered that he was put into a suite on the top floor, smiling that he never managed that when he stayed here before. His luggage had already been delivered and brought up. He turned to Shonna with a satisfied smile, they went up the elevators to the top floor.
     They walked into the room, Jeff was blown away by the size and elegance of the room. He walked around, poked his head into the two bedrooms both rigged as master bedrooms, large with their own bathroom. He turned to Shonna, “Wow, nice!” He stepped to the window to look at the expansive view as the sky was turning gray, just a few buildings visible over the trees. “And a nice view!”
     She set her bag down, walking up behind him he felt her arms around his chest as she looked over his shoulder, “Yes, very nice view.”
     He turned to her, instantly in embrace with mouths together, tongues dancing together swirling as breaths quickened. He felt her hands around his back, sliding down around his ass as he reached down to cup hers in his hands, both pulling the other to them in torrid embrace.
     She pulled back to look at his face, her golden eyes locked to his. “Does this mean that you are not on duty?” he queried playfully.
     “Oh, don’t worry, I’m on duty,” she smiled as they kissed again, “my duty is to finally seduce you!”
     He smiled at her, “And how much will they pay you to seduce me?” He kissed her again pulling back with, “You know, you had me seduced at My god, you’re not him are you?
     She pulled back trying to remember. “That’s right, in the hall at Magic Town.”
     “Actually, you really had me when I looked into your wonderful eyes. I have been hooked ever since.” She laughed giving him exaggerated blinking, eyes upward with a seductive smile.
     “So you were teasing me this whole time, mister married man?”
     He pulled back from her sitting on the couch next to them. “Maybe. Maybe I was teasing you.”
     She sat down with a look like someone had just pulled her little stopper out, the air escaping like one of those toy blow-up characters he played with as a kid. She turned to him with a growing sad expression.
     Jeff thought reflectively, speaking softly, “This is definitely not being a passenger on my bus, is it?” She looked at him quizzically, he smiled at his inside joke. He looked back at her, “Are you sure this is something you want to do?” She nodded. “Are you sure?”
     She suddenly got a determined expression, “I’ve already told you once that when I think something is mine I go after it and I won’t let anyone take anything from me! Nobody!”
     He gave her just as determined a smile replying stoutly, “Good, because we’re not going through this again. I’ve made up my mind!” He kissed her nose gently. “I am here for you. I am a different man for you if that what it takes. I will be that different person. Whatever it takes. To be with you here and now.”
     She kissed him, “Well, what are we to do with a man who has made up his mind!” She leaned forward with a huge warm hug, pulling back. She glanced over his shoulder at the clock seeing it was nearly four-thirty, “The way I look at it––”
     He put his finger to her lips, “The way I look at it is that we have sixteen hours to live a whole lifetime!”
     Her face swelled with love as she grabbed his head pulling him to her kissing him passionately, standing up she led him to the first bedroom door they could reach.
     They stood at the bed passionately kissing, hands flowing over bodies, breathing in long pants as she started to unbutton his shirt.
     He pulled back, his hands out to her, “One thing though!” her expression frightened at this.
     “I need to call you Nancy. I mean I like Shonna, it’s a nice name and all, but I need to be with you. I need to call you Nancy. Can I?”
     She smiled, “Yes. Yes, I’d like that.”
     They embraced again, hands flowing over bodies with hot breathing on necks, tongues weaving together. “Oh, Nancy,” he breathed into her ear. She smiled at her name from his lips.
     She suddenly stepped back. “No, no, no mister, not so fast!”
     He held out his hands imploringly, “Oh no. Now what?”
     She sat on the bed with a big sexy smile, “I want you to strip for me! It’s been years since I’ve been with a man and I want the whole treatment!”
     “Years?” he gave a sorry-looking frown.
     “Just dance!” she chimed.
     He gave a gratuitous smile as they both laughed. He paused, turned his back to her, re-buttoned his shirt, spun around humming the only stripper song he could think of from the movie Gypsy Rose Lee unbuttoning his shirt, swirled it around his head, pulled off his t-shirt swirling it, did his best bump-and-grind routine while unsnapping, unzipping his pants pulling them down as she screamed, “Woooo woooo! Take it all off big boy!” they laughed as he continued until he was finally naked in front of her. “Yes, that’s what I’m talking about, now it’s my turn!”
     She jumped up, pushed him onto the bed, they laughed together as she did her best routine, finally standing naked in front of him, arms outstretched with a big, “Ta-da!”
     They both laughed until tears flowed. Nancy walked up to him with her hips thrust forward in her best sexy voice, “Okay, big boy, it’s play time!
     She pushed him against the bed, he fell onto his back, using his elbows he scooted up on the bed laying down with his hardness in full show. With a wide sexy smile she crawled onto the bed on her hands and knees over him, sitting on his hips she reached back guiding him into her into her, eyes rolling back, soft sigh.
     They held each other in passionate embrace, her breasts touching his chest with their soft warmness, she started to rock back and forth, he started to push himself up to meet her gyrating thighs that moved back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. Soon he could feel her muscles inside her start to constrict on him as he pushed so hard so deep inside her, her eyes intent on his, her breath quickening, his breath deepening. She reached her mouth down kissing him deep, her tongue plunging into his mouth, swirling.
     As she rocked back and forth, he slid in and out, in and out, in and out as she started to moan, “Oh, Jeff, oh, Jeff,” he moaned softly Oh Nancy as she started panting, driving her mouth to his until finally she reared up with a long moan, “Please, keep doing that! Keep doing that!” at last she reared up, her breasts flushed pink, her nipples hard as a cold day, she fell back on him.
     He whispered to her, “I’m not done,” he rolled her over with a mischievous laugh. He sat up reached for his undershirt, wiped himself off, handing it to her, she reached down to swipe her bottom with the undershirt tossing it onto the floor, in an instant he was deep inside her again pushing firmly to get as deep inside her as he could, propping himself on his elbows as he held her with his fingers in her hair he pushed in and out, in and out, she started to moan again.
     Jeff reached his legs around hers, she closed her legs with him still in her and he pushed in and out and he could feel the friction, she could feel the friction, “Oh, Jeff, I’ve never,” she breathed hard, “I’ve never had this. Oh, god this feels so go-oo-od!” He did this for many minutes, their mouths locked as he slid in and out in and out in and out with her legs locked together, he reaching down to suck on her right nipple with a little nibble, she squeaked, her left nipple, nibble and squeak.
     He put his legs between hers again instantly deep inside her pushing firmly, pulling out so that he sat at her lips, “No, don’t! In!” she screamed, he pushed deep inside her again, “Oh, god, oh god oh god oh god, cum with me, cum with me!”
     “Oh, god Nancy, yes, yes, yes yes yes yes yes…” she reached down dragging her fingernails deep into the skin on his ass, the intensity of the scratches only amplifying his build to orgasm, she screamed, “Oh, god Jeff, tell me the words, tell me those words!”
     “Oh, Nancy, I love you! I love you! I…yes yes yes yes yes yes…YESSSSSSSS!” as he arched his back up she pushed against him.
     She screamed, “Oh honey I love you, Jeff I love you…yessssss…hold it…YESSSSSS!” as she pulled him into her, in another minute he collapsed again on his elbows kissing her passionately as she raised her mouth to him.
     They lay, breaths subsiding, their wonder in the aromas of sex, her aura of fragrances, scent of her body swirled together with the smell of sweat in the sweet blend that met them amid the wonder in each other’s eyes.
     Finally with a soft gentle groan, he rolled over to his right laying next to her with his left hand between her breasts. Soft breathing returning slowly as she put her right hand on his laying across her chest.
     In those moments a million thoughts were traded, silent words exchanged in the electricity that moved between their bodies. He could feel the energy passing from her breast though his arm, electric current passing from her heart.
     To his heart.
     They lay as darkness crept through the window, that quiet thief dragging the last of the day away, the last soft light bidding its goodbye waving weakly from the arms of its shadowy kidnapper, leaving the world in silhouettes until its return.
     He snuffled his chin against her neck. “We said the words.”
     She smiled. “We did.” She sighed, “We did.”
     He whispered into her left ear softly, “I love you Nancy.”
     She turned her head to him, “I love you Jeff.” She kissed him on the forehead, “God it feels so good to say those words to you. It has been so long since I’ve said those words to a man, and never to a man so deserving.”
     They lay motionless except for soft breaths, their secret loving communication that vibrated between them flowing in that current that streamed between their bodies. Between two souls.
     “I’ve wanted to say those words to you since I first saw you come out that door with the big gold star.”
     She laughed. “You mean when I thought who the hell is this guy?
     He looked at her with a comically hurt expression, “This guy?
     She smiled again, “I did think you were attractive, but only once I figured out that you weren’t that damned congressman.”
     “You didn’t like him did you?”
     “No, not at all. He was an asshole.”
     “But you liked me after that?”
     “Can I tell you a secret and you won’t laugh?” He nodded, his nose rubbing her neck, “My first thought was to take you home.”
     “Just like that?”
     “Just like that. The other stuff didn’t really come until after we got to the house. Originally I took you there to get laid, but when drove up to the house and saw the lights on…I mean…we showed up there were all those people, so there went that plan.”
     He pulled his head up, “You were going after me that soon?” He could feel a rise between his legs again thinking that she was attracted to him from the start.
   “Yep.”
   With that he rolled her over on top of her again, they made long passionate love once more.
     Finally, the clock said almost nine o’clock. They had made love three times, spending those hours learning each other’s inner hearts.
    He sat up, “I want to be seen in public with you!” He jumped off the bed heading to the shower. He had no sooner gotten shampoo in his hair when he felt her hands on his back, turning around as she looked down seeing she had his attention. She slowly lowered herself, kneeling, taking him into her mouth as he looked down at her, she slid him in and out in and out of her mouth until he kneeled down, “Oh, god that feels so good, so good, but I want to make love again.”
     She slid down onto her back until she was laying in the large tub, signaling to him with her curling fingers, “I am really dirty down there, you need to clean me!” They made love once again.
     They were both very clean when they were done.


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Magic Town, Chapter 25

Jeff, finds himself in Atlanta wanting to get out of the hotel on a Friday night. In the Atlanta Underground he meets up with Pick, a sly con man who takes Jeff around the Underground ending up at the notorious Magic Town strip club. There’s only one problem: Jeff is the spitting image of a corrupt congressman! Nancy, the beautiful FBI agent with the golden eyes takes Jeff on the ride of his life. With three climax scenes, this story will make you want to get to the next page!


Chapter 25 of Magic Town ...

Monday, 12:57 PM: Choice to Make

They lead Perkins back to Magic Town as Jeff carries Jennifer over his shoulder – both holding guns on Perkins. Soon Jeff, Shonna, and Arnie are drinking beers with Jennifer for relief of everything that’s happened. Then Arnie has a little talk with Jennifer about her enterprising ways with married men after she gives one more last grateful gift to her former employer at Ann Tallots. Then Jeff and Shonna are off to Norcross for their night together!


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           Magic Town, Chapter 25


Monday, 12:57 PM: Choice to Make

     They managed to tie up Perkins, he came to in a few minutes. He had a mountainous lump starting to show on the top of his head, blood flowing through his hair onto his shirt. They went around to the doors in the warehouse, all chained shut from the outside.
     “Well, back through the tunnel!” Shonna signaled Perkins to stand up as she held a gun in each hand. She looked over at Jennifer still laying on the floor. “Can you carry her?” Jeff nodded. “Good, she’s what, maybe a hundred fifteen pounds? Can you carry her and hold a gun on our friend here so we can get back to the club?”
     “I’ll give it a try!” She handed Jeff the Colt Cobra. He walked over to Jennifer wrestling her across his left shoulder standing upright. “How about a hundred pounds!” they both giggled.
     They went down the stairs carefully, Shonna walking backward with her gun on Perkins who followed still rubbing the top of his head, bloody hands, Jeff following up with his little slut thrown over his shoulder, gun in his right hand, back through the tunnel, walking with slow purpose, the four of them making their way back to Magic Town.
     They soon made their way around the outer hallway toward the front entrance finally seeing daylight from the club’s front door standing open. Jeff saw an Atlanta Falcons baseball cap pass by the door, he called out to Arnie.
     Arnie came back toward the door turning to come down the hallway to meet them, turned to whistle, waving toward the door. Two policemen came into the corridor. After an exchange of words they took Perkins away.
     “I’ve got to set this one down,” Jeff said nodding to his left shoulder at Jennifer, half out of breath, turning back toward Antonio’s office. He walked into the room, bent over laying Jennifer down on the overstuffed chair that he had sat in just yesterday pointing his gun at the door.
     As he sat down to get his breath He turned, saw Jennifer’s eyes flutter open as she looked around her slowly. She saw Jeff sitting next to her, “Oh, it’s you!” She rubbed the top of her head seeing blood on her hand. “Oh, ouch, what happened? He hit me!”
     “Yeah, you got quite a knock on the head.”
     “That other woman, she was in the hotel room. She was the one who was yelling at me, made me leave.”
     “Yep, that’s our Shonna!”
     “So what’s going to happen, what’s going to happen to me, can I leave?”
     He shook his head, “No, I don’t think they want you to leave. My guess is they will probably want to have a little talk with your about your enterprising ways.”
     She gave him a frightened look that he hadn’t seen on her confident face before.
     “You know,” he said, “I could use a beer, how about you?” She grinned nodding.
     He reached for Antonio’s little refrigerator just as Shonna and Arnie came back into the room.
     Shonna motioned to Jennifer, “That’s our little blackmailing slut that I told you about there Arnie.” He nodded peering at her in the dim lights of Antonio’s office. “I think we need to have a little talk with our girl here, Arnie, what do you think?”
     Jeff reached into the refrigerator as they sat down, pulling out beer bottles, passing them around with a smiling frown, “Okay, yeah, that sounds like fun, but can we just have a moment here first?”
     There were nods, they all put bottles to mouths quietly, even Jennifer took a long drink.
     Shonna finished her bottle, motioning to Jeff for another, he complied. She twisted the top off turning to Jennifer.
     Shonna set her bottle down. “So I hear that you have quite a going business that involves certain married men.”
     Jennifer looked down, answering softly, “I guess.”
     “Do you know who I work for?” Jennifer shook her head in a no. “I work for the FBI. You know about the FBI?” Jennifer nodded. “Well, just so you know, your extorting money from your little five-minute sex blackmailing scheme across state lines like you’ve been doing is a Federal crime.” She leaned toward Jennifer to make her look up, to get eye contact. “Federal crimes always lead to time in Federal prisons, make sense?” Jennifer stared at Shonna, petrified. “You won’t even see your husband. He’s in Washington state prison, right?” He turned to Jeff, “Clallam Bay, not that far from Seattle, actually.”
     Jeff remembered her saying that she had relatives, sort of in Washington, how she was sort of married. He shook his head how little truths sometimes had such big truths behind them.
     Jennifer didn’t respond, frightened. Jeff was amazed at this given the confident little slut that stood naked in his hotel room a couple days ago.
     “So Arnie, what should we do here with a little blackmailing slut?”
     Jeff couldn’t believe what he was watching, it was like sitting in front of the TV. He took a long drink from his beer in rapt attention.
     “Well,” Arnie replied thoughtfully, “We could handcuff her right now and she’d see light in what,” he put his finger to his chin, “maybe ten to twenty years with good behavior.”
     He took a drink, “If she was lucky, don’t you think? Judges look on this kind of thing very harshly,” He was almost talking to Shonna, giving Jennifer a harsh sideways glance. Arnie went on, obviously enjoying this, “Hell, she might have even done it to a couple judges. Word like that gets around among the judges club and we could be talking life!”
     Arnie took a reflective last drink from his bottle. “But,” Arnie set his empty bottle down, signaling to bartender-of-the-moment Jeff for another, it appeared in his hand, “we could always convince Jeff’s little slut here that a new voluntary career move is in her future and she could find another way of making ends meet.”
     Arnie turned to Jennifer, “Whadda ya’ say? Prison?”
     Jennifer shook her head vigorously with a terrified expression feeling the top of her head.
     “Or new career?” Arnie took a reflective sip of his beer. “You have a choice to make.” He stared into her eyes. “New career?”
     Jennifer nodded enthusiastically.
     “Good, because we will be watching.” He looked at Shonna, she nodded once, he turned back to Jennifer. “So here’s how it goes. First, your employment at Tallot’s is ended and you are to return your former boss’s special goods to him, which we assume will include eight millimeter video tapes and other artifacts, in private as you beg for his forgiveness, but you are not to have sex with him.” He looked at Jeff who smiled shaking his head in no, no, no, “Unless of course your former boss wants to have sex with you, in which case you are to offer it gratefully with no strings attached.” He glanced at Shonna who gave a smiling nod as in go on! “No, you are to have sex with him. Grateful sex to thank him for this wonderful capitalistic opportunity you have done such a fine job of taking advantage of. After that, you will never again have contact with him. Do you understand me so far?” Jennifer nodded, furrowed brow.
     “We know how much money you have, we know that you are a very resourceful woman, and we believe that you will do fine until you find new employment. However, under no circumstance will you even think about conducting yourself as you have while you were at Tallot’s, is that clear?” She nodded earnestly. “Last, consider yourself under a kind of informal probation, parole really, for let’s say,” glancing over to Jeff, “five years. Will that work?”
     Jennifer’s voice squeaked in her answer, “Yes, thank you, thank you, yes five years, make it ten years!”
     “Five years,” Arnie continued. “If you so much as look sideways at a married man,” he glanced at Jeff smiling, “at least after one more thankful time with your former Tallot’s boss, or if we hear so much as a peep about you stiffing people, you will be a very old woman before you ever see daylight again. Agreed?”
     “Yes, thank you thank you thank you thank you––”
     Arnie put up is left hand, getting up he stepped to the door, “Excuse me a minute,” walking into the hallway. He signaled down the hall, two men approached him, each pulling out a notebook. Arnie spoke with them for about three minutes, pointing back to Jennifer occasionally. One man went back down the hallway toward the front door, the other followed Arnie into the room.
     Arnie stood in front of Jennifer as she looked up at him. “This is Agent Smythe who is going to accompany you to the hospital to get you checked out, then he is going to drive you to your house. That other agent you just saw will meet you two at your house with a search warrant, and you will do everything in your power to make sure they find all the video tapes, letters, whatever you have regarding your, shall we call them, dates. Is that clear? And I mean everything. If I find out one thing was not turned over…well we know what will happen, don’t we?” She nodded her head in panic.
     Agent Smythe stepped forward, Jennifer stood to follow him out the door. She turned back to Jeff with apologetically, “I’m so sorry,” all Jeff could do was see her standing in front of him, imagining her naked, knowing it will never happen again, “I wasn’t going to do that with you.” Tears filled her eyes as a drop tricked down her cheek, “You are really special. I just wanted you to know that I wasn’t going to do that to you.” He nodded with a weak smile, she disappeared around the corner, was gone.
     Jeff looked at Shonna as she rolled her eyes, “RIGHT!” the three of them laughed together, Jeff pretty certain that his former little slut could hear their laughter down the hallway.
     They spent the next two hours drinking beers, Arnie smoking more than one of Antonio’s prized Cohiba Habana cigars, swapping stories from each end. Arnie said that Antonio was finally able to talk this afternoon and ID’d the shooter. “But of course you two already found that out the hard way!” They laughed, Jeff kept laughing until his eyes watered thinking, Oh god if only you knew how hard!
     “So how is our good Antonio?” Shonna asked casually.
     “Three broken ribs one that damn near pierced his heart. They had him under the knife for three hours.” Arnie laughed, “Lucky, lucky, lucky, even with a vest. Damned lucky.”
     “And what about in the bar here today?” Jeff asked.
     “Of the thirty-odd people in the bar, seven were killed, even a couple of their drivers came around and got into the mix! Too bad for them. Yeah seven, probably more as the day goes on, lots of bullets in there. Only one came out without any holes in him,” Arnie smiled.
     Arnie took a long puff of his cigar, “You know, the Sherlock Plan said we would arrest them, we had the building totally surrounded, we were just about to come in,” he puffed, “but those idiots solved the problem for us!” He gave a chuckle.
     “Wow, I would’ve thought more got killed, all those guns in there.” Jeff looked at Shonna, “Do you suppose Perkins deliberately didn’t take guns?”
     She laughed, “It’s amazing what a hundred dollar bill will get you when you would rather not part with your beloved Smith and Wesson.” He remembered seeing Perkins shoving money into his pockets when he was supposed to be taking guns. He shook his head in wonder at the rules of enterprise.
     Arnie took a long drag from his cigar smiling, “Yep, only one came out with no holes in him.”
     Jeff leaned forward, “Let me guess, Joel right?”
     Arnie frowned. “No, our boy had many, many holes in him.” He smiled, “Guess again.”
     “It’s gotta be one of the big ones. Let’s see.” Jeff rolled his eyes toward the ceiling, turned back to Arnie. “I know, the mayor.”
     “Bingo!” All three laughed together. Arnie said, “Of course, his honor is right this moment about to get a tour of his own jail!” they laughed again.
     Jeff took a long drink from his beer, “All I can say is that I hope never to have another gun pointed at me for the rest of my life,” which was met with two hallelujahs followed by toasts with three clinking beer bottles.
     Shonna held up her bottle, “And not shot at too, I suppose, you’re pretty demanding!” They clinked bottles laughing again.
     She turned to Jeff reaching for his head turning it around, looking at the hair missing from the back of his head smiling, “You know, there are better ways to get hair cuts!” She and Arnie laughed as he got a hurt expression feeling the bald spot realizing that it could not have gotten any closer, laughing with them but more from relief.
     The three sat in silence when Jeff mused, “So we got it all wrong.” He looked up at the ceiling in thought. “Yeah, I think we had a perfect score of wrong!
     They laughed, Arnie smiled, “Fighting crime is imperfect business my friend. But you’ve got to go out with a hypothesis, otherwise you go out there and just flail around.” He took a sip of his beer. “But I was really impressed with the leadership you showed.” He shook his head thoughtfully, “Too bad all that leadership didn’t help us figure out the perps.”
     “Too bad I was wrong about Snake Arm!” Jeff laughed.
     Arnie paused with his bottle in front of his lips, “But none of that matters really, we got the job done!” followed by another round of clinking beer bottles.
     Jeff started to stand up, Arnie signaled him to sit down again. “Listen, we can’t let you go home tonight. You need to make calls or whatever, we have made special transportation arrangements for you tomorrow. Call your work and wife, tell them you need to stay over, tell them you’re on the Delta flight that gets into Seattle tomorrow, we’ll give you the flight number and times when we get back.”
     “I am done, right?”
     “Yeah, we have a lot of loose ends to tie up still.” He took a puff. “Lots of them. The poor unfortunate congressman and his staff members died tragically in a car wreck tonight as planned. They say it’s not going to snow tonight after all, but hey, who needs snow to get killed in a car wreck these days? But the last thing we need is this congressman guy’s twin brother walking around Atlanta airport.” He turned to Jeff. “Plus, you really need an evening to decompress a little. You’ve had a hell of a weekend.” He looked to Shonna for support. “Right?”
     Jeff pointed to the phone, “Well, I guess I better make a couple calls, okay? Flu right?” They nodded. “Yeah, it’s pretty miserable to travel with the flu. Okay, give me a minute.” Shonna and Arnie stood, walked from the room.
     After a few minutes Jeff came out into the hallway. Shonna took him by the arm, “Come on, congressman, I’m hungry. My treat.”
     “Where are we going to eat?”
     “Well, your stuff is all moved to the Hilton in Norcross. They’re tearing down our ops at the house in Roswell, bringing in the rest of a new team, there’ll be no peace there.”
     “Tearing it down?”
     “Yep.”
     They walked down the outer hallway and outside to rounds of congratulations. Finally Jeff found himself back in the Mustang heading north again.
     As they drove Jeff contemplated all that happened, turning to Shonna, “So Pick.”
     She glanced at him, “Pick, yes?”
     “He had to tell them about Jennifer. He’s the only one who knew. I showed him the Ann Tallot’s scarf in the Underground, he must have told them.”
     “That’s probably true. I am pretty sure they didn’t see her come and go at the Sheraton. So you’re probably right.”
     “What will you do about that?”
     “Oh, probably nothing.”
     “Nothing? Doesn’t that mean that he was involved in the gang?”
     “I’m pretty sure he passed the information along to somebody, but who knows how or why. Maybe to Perkins when he was at the club, maybe to Antonio, there’s probably no real way to know. What we do know is that his name never came up among all the others. I really doubt he was involved, but he probably knew about it.” She looked into her mirror, signaling to change lanes. “There is tons of work to do in the investigation. You wouldn’t believe it, the hard part of the investigation is just beginning. What with phone records, bank accounts, property records, lots and lots of places to find information, then we’ve got to connect all the dots so we can take it to prosecution. We’ll keep an eye out for Pick, but given all the big fish we have to fry my guess is that if he did anything minor that he will probably walk. If we can, we would rather use him for information, that would be a hell of a lot more valuable than throwing him in prison.”
     “And why did you let Jennifer go?”
     “The prosecution of those cases is always so messy. The victims can be victimized again with publicity. Then there’s ruined marriages and all, too much collateral damage. This was the best solution. I’m pretty sure she’ll fly straight at least for a while––we definitely put the fear of god into her!”
     Jeff nodded, leaning his head back. He looked up to see a couple fluffy clouds being moved across the sky on invisible rails. Marta in the sky, he smiled to himself, going who knows where. Probably not to a rabbit hat place.
     It was time to get back in the here and now.
     He glanced over to Shonna feeling that warm flush in his chest again. Yes, the here and now. He made an instant decision that whatever happened here he was just going to give in.
     He wouldn’t fight it.
     He would give in.



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