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

A New Day, A New You part 12

... body when they need to dispose of it. I’m standing in the same spot I began this misadventure in as Ben approaches us. “Desmond is outside keeping perimeter while you work on the body. Stuart you should probably wrap up with Anita and get us paid for the job,” Ben says approaching me. I’m pretty sure he didn’t see it coming and when my fist flying at his face I find out just how well trained he is as he spins on his heel out of the way of my punch. The rifle is slung on his back but he’s more than ready to defend himself so I go with the words option. “What were Anita’s specific instructions,” I ask Ben and don’t wait for the answer raising my voice,” Do not kill him! She was very fucking specific on the NO KILLING part!” “Yes I remember what the client requested,” Ben answers remaining much calmer than he should. “Then pack your shit and get the fuck off the job site since you can’t follow a simple instruction to NOT KILL someone,” I yell at him and he doesn’t flinch. “No, first off you run the job but not the business. Second I’m the only one with a standing kill order in this crew and that includes Wilma and Desmond. Third and most important I have been following orders this entire time,” Ben states in a rational manner. “Explain what part of no killing the target was you following orders,” I demand and Ben smiles. “I never said I was following YOUR orders. You’re good and the plan was sound but it wasn’t falling the right way at the end like it does when Guy is running ...

... the operation, now let me tell you why he can get away with it. It’s because every time I’m the last one off the job because I’m the one making sure you get home to your girlfriend and Guy makes it home to his family. You think you can just walk around fucking with people and they will do absolutely everything the way you planned it? No they won’t and when someone decides to change the score,” Ben says finally becoming emotional and pointing at the now stripped body of Castro Vargas,” It’s my job to remove them from the picture. I don’t do my job you die, it’s just that simple.” I turn and leave; I don’t say anything or speak with anyone on my way out. I get to the main grounds of the airport and send Guy a text message asking him his location and get an address as a reply before taking one of the taxis there. It’s a bit of a drive and when I finally arrive Kori is waiting out front with an older woman who upon the two of them seeing me hugs her and steps inside the very large ranch home. “Where is Guy,” I ask Mrs. Kori who smiles at me lightly. “He’s with our children; they left about thirty minutes ago with the rest of the family except for Mother Delauter, Katy, Baby Neal and I. I’m the one you are here to speak with,” she says calm but concerned. “No Guy told me this job was mine then he gives Ben some fucked up orders to do things exactly opposite of what I and the client had instructed him to do,” I tell her and she shakes her head at me. “Ben wasn’t following Guy’s ...