When Anne Marie came back in the room, she took the seat next to John (slut?), and after smoking a joint the flirting and sex talk started up. I notic...d that John kept putting his hand on Anne Maries leg above her stocking tops and below her skirt hem while glaring at her now rock hard nipples through her top. She kept moving his hand away but he was persistent. We were pretty buzzed by this time, and John was making no effort to hide his lust for Anne Marie. At this point he just turned to me. "Might I suggest all of them? I of course will lead them. They were and somewhat are still loyal to me. They parted ways after your brother took over years ago; it wasn't under their terms either. I think they are still angry about that, all three of them have extremely long memories." Bill smiled then nodded. "Make it so, then as I said if they refuse throw them in the dungeon. Oh, not the new ones but the older ones. You know the vermin infested ones. A short time there might convince them. The Seattle Consulate was still fighting with the local police over releasing the security camera footage to them; overtly because the attack had taken place on a property owned by La Familia Royale de San Finzione, which made the hotel’s status as “San Finzione territory” open to debate. If it were the case, by San Finzione law, “a direct crime against La Contessa herself” fell under La Squadra de Ultimados’ jurisdiction until representatives from La Policia could be flown to Seattle to take. Her legs were spectacular but I was already thinking about someone else’s legs. We reached my floor and I stepped out quickly, looking forward to a nice tall drink. I entered my condo, barely making a sound. I quietly placed my laptop bag on the floor and draped my suit jacket over a chair. I slipped off my Italian loafers as I loosened my red tie. I could hear a faint rustling from the bedroom. Intrigued but faintly unnerved I felt my heart speed up. Silently I made my way to the open.