Moaning into his mouth, Jacie quickened her rubbing on Steven’s jeans. “Woah, you’re gonna start a fire!” Steven drew back, releasing his han...s, “here, try this.” He unzipped his fly and pulled out his long hard cock. “Oh my god, Steven, what are you doing?” Jacie turned her head as if to look away, but her eyes were glued to his member. Steven took her hands again, drawing them back to his shaft, she tried to pull away, but her eyes deceived her, hunger shining through. He pulled her arms. The problem was Fitzgerald didn’t seem overly concerned. He refused to carry a gun or take any precautions. He seemed to be going about his ordinary business, but Jimmy was betting the man already had the file and was in the process of flushing out whoever was behind the Patterson Greco murder plot. It was only a question of whether Jimmy could get Greco before Greco got Fitzgerald.Jimmy’s phone rang, “Hey big brother you will never guess who Tony Greco just met at 677 Prime,” Tara O’Reilly. ” Billie nodded. “Don’t let anyone disturb us,” Kent said before disappearing into Tamara’s office, shutting the door behind him. Billie heard the click of the lock and smiled knowingly to herself, “It’s about damn time.” At the same time, Pete, from IT walked up, “Hey Billie, before the weekend Tamara asked me to look at her computer. It was stalling or something.” “Tamara’s not in yet,” Billie lied. “Um, I just saw Kent walk into her office,” Pete pointed out. “He’s waiting for her, inside. Nothing gets out blood, he thought. The clock told him it was now a quarter past four in the morning; not much time to get situated before sunrise. Should he just stay here for the day? It probably wasn't smart to sleep at a crime scene, but where else could he go?He glanced at the bedroom door, still open a crack. The carpet at the threshold was stained red. He had left the light on and he could see the crimsoned sheets and the unmoving form wrapped up in them. He decided that the living room.