Ingrid had departed and closed the door.“You could have flown back on Friday?” Tony said, and it was a question and not a statement even though he...hadn’t added ‘why didn’t you?’ to it. “The plane was there for you to use,” he finished.“We figured that we owed you enough already, and we don’t like unpaid debts,” I told him.“What we did for you was just an example of what members of ‘the Family’ can expect when working for us. Did you enjoy our little demonstration?” he asked in that butter. Our rhythmic stoke slows until I come out of her and collapse beside her. Thinking that she will collapse beside me I am surprised that she immediately gets off of the bed and goes quietly out of my room. “What the fuck”….. I think as I am alone again. I lay there looking up at the ceiling thinking, did this really happen? I look down and see that I don’t have lounger bottoms on and say to myself. Ya, I am sure I fucked my brother’s wife! Oh God what did I do! Oh what a mess I am in. “Well, they didn’t show it this time. The building was no longer secure and that’s why it happened,” I suggested.“Are you saying the cartel couldn’t have done this when you had the building?” she asked.“Damn right, it wouldn’t have happened on my watch. No one would have known where they were going, and they would never have accidentally leaked it. One of those hero US Marshals probably called home and spilled the beans, or the cartel bought an app that gives the location of a cell phone.. "Perhaps," he said, sitting down on the cushions. He had learned from the Ambassador never to agree, never to disagree, in these discussions. Another girl appeared to serve them tea. This one wore - what was it Tracey had called them? — 'manuses', although these looked more practical than decorative to Gerry. As she turned to leave Gerry saw that the backs of her thighs and calves were criss-crossed with bright red wheals presumably from a beating for some infringement of Kushnar's.