He can handle the backup details. I'm going to have my hands full trying to get a handle on that gunfight." 10-4, boss. Dispatch out."Sheriff Saunders...raced ahead. He hated running these river canyon curves at high speed. There were tourists and fishermen and rancher's pickups pulling heavy fifth-wheel livestock trailers, and even a few logging trucks. All of it is slow-moving traffic and damned hard to pass safely on the narrow, blind-curve highway. He accelerated and weaved his way through. I had the Boyle brother's phone number and I could call, but I swore I would never contact them again. So I would have to wait till tomorrow at work, when I could pin those in the raid down. My chance of being in the jackpot were directly tied to who they pick up in the raid.So I walked through the lounge looking for Monk. I was beginning to worry he had been missing for over a week. I hadn't seen mine gone that long before. So I decided to take a look in his shop. It beat sitting at home. She was just looking my cock whole night.after sometime I slept ,when I wokeup I thaught,she told me ,but she didn't told me anything nd acting normal.Fifth day,I called her,mom I have bad dreams also yesterday night .I saw you ,you sit on dad's cock nd dad laid on bed nd you were going updown slowly on dad's cock.she called how u get this type of dreams .I called her I don't know.that we were completed our dinner ,that day we eat vegetable but I eat onion.i knew,if u eat onion ur cock gone. This third guy looked very young from what I could see. Jenny chatted with him. He ordered her a drink. From my somewhat limited vantage point, I could tell that she was comfortable with him, talking and laughing while placing her hand inside his upper thigh close to his crotch. The first guy was watching them intently. I imagine he regretted his missed opportunity. Finally, after ten minutes, they left the bar stools. Jenny led him over to me. She updated me, “Nick, this is Brad. I explained.