Whatever went on under the trees was invisible to drones and satellites. What more could terrorists ask for?My women scattered out as soon as we lande... so that we could get a good picture of the layout of the headquarters and training facility. The original farmhouse is being used for administrative offices on the ground floor and upstairs is being used for living quarters.The original barn is used as a barracks building. It looks to me like there are about 40 bunks in here.There is a dummy. "I kept the details in my filing cabinet and I had no reason to lock it against her. Gus had the details and pin number for emergencies while I was away. He was running the account for me, not her." Oh." He looked unhappy. "That might be questionable in court. It depends on whether you leaving the cabinet unlocked is seen as an invitation or not. If it is seen that way, then if she's changed the account you have no redress, I'm afraid. Banks take sharing your pin numbers very seriously. Did you. So, he'd read it, she thought, her stomach dropping as if she were in a roller coaster."AJ?" When he turned to face her she held up the portfolio. She watched as he ducked his head and wondered what it meant. Was it good or bad?"I read last night until after midnight." AJ crossed his arms over his chest and watched Jules absorb his words. "I read your kill book first." AJ shook his head, "After reading what you've had to do, I wouldn't have read your journal." AJ admitted."You said first. Did. " Still on her knees, she looked up into my eyes, which must have been wide with shock. "Sorry, Jason. I thought you were getting ready to, ummm, cum before I even got going." "That's not likely now," I said, my feelings smarting almost as much as my prick. "Anyway, I wasn't expecting such an intimate inspection." She smiled at me with the kind of sincere empathy that makes men do extremely foolish things, like rush out and buy engagement rings. "I forgot what a hair-trigger response you guys.