Jack Monahan was a living stereotype for an Irish cop. With his short, grey hair, his piercing blue eyes, and his tall, lean body he could have easily...played the "captain" in any crime show. He received Luke at the front door and looked him over pointedly.Luke had decided to go casual. Nothing fancy, just sand-colored dockers and a light-blue shirt. The stainless steel Rolex Blue Oyster was an old one he had found in a pawn shop, and it showed the decades of use. He had left his fancy cell. He was wearing a hole inthe boards."I want you both to understand this - this mission is no more than amilk run for Jenna. Daniel I want you to watch her like a hawk. Ifanything happens I want you to step in at the first sign of trouble."Daniel nodded, and stifled a yawn."Don't get me wrong Arnie, but surly us being flatmates makes thingsmore complicated?"His handler paused. "Hmmmm.... It depends. Miss Cole will only beexpected to do out calls, and any in calls will be pre-arranged. I looked at the menu and told Harold I wanted lobster. He ordered two meals. When our meal arrived, he told me he wasn't hungry, but had ordered two meals so I could take one home with me.Apparently, Harold had money. Maybe I could live out my other fantasy of being a prostitute.To my surprise, Harold said he needed to leave. He said he would leave the briefcase, but didn't want me to open it until he was gone."I'll be back at nine tomorrow morning. Then we'll have some fun."As soon as the door. ” He ordered, not asking, simply expecting her to comply. He quickly dropped his shorts, exposing his slowly thickening shaft, stroking himself a bit as he stepped free of the garment.“Perfect Robin. Now. Up on your knees ... that ass is too inviting. You are such a tease! Where did my shy little sister go” he said teasing her as he watched her comply, her backside flowering open as her hips raised, her pelvis tilted, and her knees parted a bit to maintain balance.Robin, flushed with arousal.