'Positive_' Calhoun spoke sans any formalities. It was the code word they used to mean the work was a success. The shipping had to be successfull, it always was with Jeff his most trusted man around so of course he expected nothing less. He had worked with Jeff for for five years now and he was very efficient.
'Negative sir_' the person on the other end of the phone was even afraid to breath carelessly, just breathing for a few seconds before holding his breath again.
'What happened?'
'Jeff was murdered and all the drugs burnt'
'...…' Calhoun was quiet but he was raging on the inside. Jeff was very important to him, whoever had done it wanted to get to him_ which he did. From a very young age he had always had trust issues but Jeff was someone he could trust with his own life. plus those drugs were worth millions of dollars. This had dealt a huge blow to him.
'And the weapons?'
'Positive boss'
'Suspects?'
'It was one and he escaped but I don't think they will survive for long because we shot at him when he tried to flee'
Calhoun hung up and suddenly felt like the whole weight of the matter was too much especially now that his sister was missing and that Amyra girl or whatever she calls herself was too stubborn. But one thing was for sure, whoever had done it had to pay with their own blood.
…
A knock sounded.
'Get in!' he was pinching the space between his brows with his eyes closed, looking like a fine painting.
A blonde girl with thick makeup walked in dressed in a flimsy dress whilst swaying her hips. She wasn't lacking in boobs, ass or looks but she was the perfect explanation of bitchy judging from her looks and the way she conducted herself.
'I just thought I should come and pay you a visit.' she uttered in her slutry voice before licking her her full lips exposing the piercing at the tip of her tongue.
She moved behind his swivel chair and started messaging his shoulders, sliding her hands down his muscular torso_ Samantha always knew just what he needed.
'Did something happen? Is it about work? You don't look happy what is it, hmmm?' she sounded like she was probing her little kid for answers. For starters Samantha was his favorite service provider and on top of that there is a way she knew him better than anyone else; so far. she could pass as someone he considered his friend because when they were not fucking, he kinda tells her things you would tell a friend_like worries.
'Don't worry I know Kelly will come back safe and sound. I'm sure she is safe.' Samantha's perfectly manicured fingers under his top buttons and sliding under his shirt_ his muscles grew taught in their wake. She just loved the way she could make him react. It gave her some perks considering the way he looked so formidable.
Calhoun grabbed her by the arm and with lightning speed had her pending right over his desk, a fair portion of her nice derriere exposed considering she had purposely worn nothing underneath_ Samantha always makes everything so easy for him.
Without warning, he slid his hard length inside her which had her gasping for breath. He didn't even wait for her to adjust before he started pointing her with publishing thrusts, each thrust harsher than the previous one.
They went at it twice and would have managed to continue had he not received a phone call_ both their staying was that good.
'I need to go'
'Okay!' she purred peppering his neck and collar bone with butterfly kisses_ that's all she could do considering he hated kisses. She had been with him for two years now but the only one time she kissed him he got so pissed that he banned her for three full months.
Calhoun had a quick shower before changing into another clean suit and leaving.