The sirens, as it turned out, were Eoin and everyone he cold beg, bully, or threaten. There were Northern Irish constabulary, Scotland Yard, MI5, MI6,...British military, and a few guys who prowled around the warehouse without ever clearly identifying themselves aside from flashing identification from the Office of the Lord Chancellor. They tagged and bagged the bodies after photographing everything. They even confiscated my weapons like Karl said they would with talk of charges for numerous. Yamani calling from Al-Karim.”“Ah, Dr. Yamani. How are you?”“Fine, my blessedness.”“I hope Khozem isn’t running circles around your intellect?”“My holiness, I’m calling regarding Khozem.”“A very smart boy, isn’t he?”“Yes, indeed. He must take it from you.”“He does.”“Unfortunately, we have a problem here on campus.”“What is it?”Dr. Yamani swallowed and said: “Sir, your son is missing.”“What? Come again.”“Your son is missing.”“Where did he go?”“That’s the problem, your holiness. We don’t know. She made Juan stand and began to kiss him. Juan was initially a little cold but soon became increasingly passionate, French kissing her whilst their hands roamed over one another fondling each other's ass cheeks. Juan's cock soon became erect again stabbing into Maya's thighs and her pussy as he began to rub himself against her. Sensing his increasing arousal and urgency Maya asked if he would like to fuck her and led him by the hand over to the wall by the door. She placed one foot on a chair. The breeze gently brushed the limbs outside the window aside, casting just enough moonlight into our room for me to see a sly smile cross Matthew’s face just before he turned his back to me. Oh God, I thought to myself. My half fantasy of him catching me seemed to have suddenly become a reality. My mind raced as I wondered how long he had been awake, or if he had understood that it was his name that I had moaned. Bordering a full-fledged panic attack, I silently slipped out of my bed and crept.