Without wasting any more thought on the subject he tossed his back pack on his bed before going to the closet to rummage through some clothes. He knew...he wanted to get out and do something, if anything, but he didn’t know what he wanted to do. Every skin and fiber of his being screamed at him to get out of the house and he was so flustered he didn’t even care what he wore. He wanted out so bad he grabbed some random pair of pants and shirt. He was out of his old clothes and in his new ones. They only briefly discussed coming up with a name on the way into work, not really settling on anything.“Casey?” Ronin asks.“Yes,” she answers, trying hard to keep her face from turning red. “It’s crazy she has the same name as Doctor James.”“What are the chances of that?”“I don’t know sir, but I’m sure I could find the odds on the internet.”“No doubt,” Ronin says, sounding skeptical. “You’re not trying to do a human trial on Doctor James are you?” he asks glaring at Casey. “You know that is. Keelan yanked her by her breasts up to his face, he growled and breathed heavily, Nicole could see pure hatred and anger in his eyes."You..!" he growled, and punched her across the face, feeling some blood trickle out of her nose. He pushed her down on the ground hard, and she smacked the back of her head against the floor. Dazed and disoriented, she saw blurry images of Keelan turning her to where her back was on his chest, and thrusted his cock in her ass, moving in and out fast and hard in a. So there really wasn’t much cleanup left for me. Since I no longer needed it to clean money, I lost interest.I spent a lot of the dark money on renovating the motel. I did it one room at a time. It wasn’t truly a renovation. It was more a painting, installing a new commercial grade carpet, new drapes, and bathroom fixtures. Oh yes new furniture into a few of the rooms. The old furniture went to the 2nd Chance store on consignment. It just took up space there until it was replaced by something.