A New Day, A New You part 12 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 12

... taking it. I open the thick envelope not finding paperwork or legal documents, only a phone. I turn it on and discover it has power only to have it ring a minute after activation, answering it I say nothing. “Mr. Vargas, I have everything you’ll need to start your new life,” the voice on the other end states. “Who is this,” I ask but they ignore the question. “The ten thousand dollar question isn’t who I am it’s what happens next. Come to the private hangar, you know which one, there I’ll explain your situation,” the voice says before ending the call. I stare at the phone and try to call the number back but get a disconnected signal. I change into one of my suits and grab my revolver tucking it into the back of my slacks before leaving my condo for the hangar Kazimir used to hold his plane. They were fucking me the whole time but why, what could they get out of me? Kazimir has money, more than I could hope to so why take mine? Revenge for impeding his business or is this someone else? I think it over as I drive but when I pull into the hangar I find its open enough for a person but not my vehicle. I park and exit my car entering the dimly lit hangar to find a young man, stocky build wearing a black suit and white shirt with black tie. His hair is cut short but not military short, more respectable business cut brown hair and he’s carrying a briefcase. “Mr. Vargas we have arranged everything for your departure,” he states opening the case. “What departure, I’m not going ...

... anywhere,” I inform him and he shakes his head. “This is your passport and a charter ticket on a private plane on its way to Brazil,” the young man says taking them out with a thick envelope,” that and ten thousand dollars will be enough for you to start your new life away from here.” “Who are you,” I ask as he hands the items to me and steps back well out of reach. “Who we are isn’t important Mr. Vargas. Your life here is over, that is becoming a more solid fact than you realize and in the coming days you will find less and less reason to stay in the area. What you hold in your hands is your new life, I recommend taking the generous option we are giving you,” the man says in a calm voice. “You did this to me, you and whoever you got working for you,” I spit at the boy as he doesn’t seem fazed. “It doesn’t matter who did what, the situation has almost run its course. The people I represent are giving you this chance to live and live somewhere that other forces can’t manipulate your situation like it was here,” he says still calm. “You manipulated the situation as you keep calling it. Everything in my life goes to shit in a matter of a couple weeks and now here you are with my soft push out the door. Who are you,” I demand dropping the ticket and passport. “Who I am is irrelevant Mr. Vargas. Who we are is inconsequential in the long term because your long term here in this area will end in a matter of weeks. Please for your own sake take the option placed in front of you, it really ...