He took out his cell-phone, the same one he’d used to take those photos of me. Holding it up so I could see, he showed me as he swiped to delete bot... photos. “Like it never even happened. I didn’t see a thing,” he shrugged his broad shoulders. I found myself not only relieved, but… thankful for this man. Even though he had just molested me? Raped me? Was that even what this was since I hadn’t fully not liked it? “Thank you… for keeping your word,” I said quietly, reaching behind me and finding. After some innocent chatter I mentioned I needed to shop, heoffered to walk with me since he also had to shop. As we walked wechatted a bit but nothing sexual.Then we entered a the Nike store as I needed to get some sneakers. AsI sat down, I didn't realize it at the time but Randip was sittingdirectly across from me. As I tried on a couple of pairs I realized hewas gazing at my legs as they parted. Now I was feeling a little hornyand I decided to lead him on a bit. His view wasn't probably all. "The rest of the group went back to loafing. The men tried to flirt with Miriam, but she seemed distant. When the end of the workday rolled around, there was still no word from Campbell, so everyone went home. A few even mentioned that they were going to take the next day off and get started on a long weekend.Miriam left the research campus and headed towards Campbell's house. He lived in one of the high-rises. In the penthouse suite, of course. He had enough money to own the building, but. ”“That’s great news, Jordan. Anything else I can do to help?”“All right, wise guy. That was meant as a thank you. The fact that they weren’t shipping humans in freight containers is just a bonus. It was your tip that got me down on that particular ship.” Jordan paused and I was about to brush off the thanks when he continued. “Now that you mention it, though, maybe you could do a little investigating on where and how they are intending to get rid of this stuff. I know it’s just ‘guess work’ on.