. no.”“Why not? It’s my title.” I whipped out my Diplomatic Passport and flashed it at him. I hoped he wouldn’t ask to see it.This was going...on while I had a million people ransacking Abby’s garage. Not that they were stealing anything ... per se ... but there were so many and I had no idea what she had in her cubbyholes. Anybody Could have walked off with the office safe and I wouldn’t know if she even had one.We were interrupted.He was flashy in a subdued sort of way ... connected or perhaps. " she said. "Of course the thought of you all tense because of little old me, has certainly been very exciting for me!" It has?" I asked."Oh yes. Each night..."she whispered into the phone, "I've been touching myself, thinking about you holding back from touching yourself, all for me, it's so exciting that I don't remember the last time I've come so many times in the past few days!"She giggled, while my cock got even harder, if that was even possible!"No," I said. "I'll stay out of trouble. O' Brian's pipes right after lunch but she came down into the basement early in the morning catching him putting some Irish in his coffee and told him,"I got to go to my brother-in-laws' funeral today, Sal, he passed over the Holiday real sudden-like. My sister Ronnie is all torn up. You remember, Ronnie, she came to my birthday party last Christmas. She's the one got all lit up like Luna park and tried to put a lip-lock on you!"Sal did remember the inebriated ball of fire. He was sad she had. Our people on the inside already have you signed up for a job. You start in 2 hours.’ Max was liking this less and less all the time. He had been lied to consistently so far. He didn’t have 4 hours, he had 2. Anders wasn’t in some prison, Anders was in a military held building. Anders wasn’t being executed for piracy, she was most likely being executed for espionage. The whole situation was spiraling rapidly out of Max’s favor, and he didn’t like that. He wasn’t even sure anymore that he was.