Author: kisupure

About an hour later, Brooke went with Jack to find Patel and bring him back to the house. It wasn’t hard, as he was screaming himself hoarse for help as he lay on the mossy dirt in a pathetic paralyzed heap. Jack made a face as he picked Patel up by the ankles. Brooke snorted….

Amos said nothing as the gate unlocked and the two stepped through. Brooke was prepared to lead the way, but Patel walked right on past her as if he owned the place. Maybe, when all was said and done, he was hoping to. In fact, he completely ignored her as they made their way up to the…

Brooke went upstairs to take a shower, feeling like several of Jack’s million bucks. She hummed a song and stepped out, fresh, clean, and ready to tackle the day. Well, maybe not tackle the day; there wasn’t much to tackle until – “Good morning, Miss Foster,” Amos said from the wall. “I apologize for interrupting,…

It looked amazing from afar, but got wound up more intimidating the closer she got. “You really don’t have to,” he said when she hadn’t made a move yet. “I’m just… deciding on where to start, is all.” Jack chuckled. “You can start by putting your hands on it…” So she did. Her palms went…

In due course she had two more very strong lemon drops, and her feet were dangling in the pool like his. Jack had downed another half-bottle of Tovaritch!, but it was difficult to tell how it was affecting him. She imagined that, being so huge, it would take quite a bit to get him going; add to…

Brooke spent the day wandering the house and browsing the internet while she waited for her father to get back to her about the potential water taxi lead, and hoping that Gary Patel wouldn’t try anything again. She browsed Jack’s collection of books – tomes on everything from software design to logic systems to biographies…

Light from the morning sun blasted into her face and Brooke woke up with a groan, turning over and putting a second pillow on her head. She was having such nice dreams, and was sleeping so soundly after rubbing another one out last night… this just wasn’t fair. As she was about to close her…

She held on tight, eyes closed because she half-expected him to kick her from him like a piece of garbage stuck to his leg. She could feel the flexing muscles under his skin, the hard tendons like cables strung up the length of his towering limb. And still she held on, pressing the whole of…

Martin was thrilled to finally hear from his daughter, though she had decided to omit several… details about what had happened over the past few days. As far as her father knew, Brooke was being treated well enough and that she didn’t fear for her safety, though progress on the case was hard coming. “That’s…