Path to Our Future part 9 - Sex Stories

Path to Our Future part 9

... Sid asks loudly as we are walking to vehicles with family in tow. I calmly walk Justin to the front of our group and Sid barely recognizes his own features on his son. “Sid this is Justin, I found him and he’s here to get to know his dad. You mind taking him off my hands for a couple months,” I ask letting the two meet for the first time in maybe six years. It’s a tense and happy moment as they start to reconnect and Hawk has something for me as I’m handed back my leather jacket with a giant back patch on it. It takes me a moment to read the patch; it’s a giant shield with a skull in the middle of the shield wreathed in blue flame and the initials of my wives and my own initials on it. I thank him for my jacket back and walk it over to Kori and have her put it on me. “We need to go home, we have a life to build ladies,” I remark getting big smiles. Years Later Client called about a special job, now my team and I are in a very nice hotel on our way to a room where our caller is waiting. Pretty sure I’m walking into a shit storm but the difference is it’s my shit storm and we’re all dressed in nice suits like good professionals. I knock once on the door and as soon as it opens my team of four and I make our way inside with ‘B’ waiting in the hall while ‘I’ get’s the door behind us. Trashed hotel room but the pale body on the bed and the frantic twenty one year old with the shambles for a designer suit tells me more, I motion for ‘K’ to check him out and she does sitting him ...

... down and giving him the medical once over. “Sir he has a few lacerations from nail marks, that means DNA markers,” K tells me stating facts. “Alright, we’re looking at a full scrub then. I help K get the girl into the bathroom and make sure that we can get this taken care of quickly as we need to be gone in twenty minutes,” I order them and watch as my busy bees go to work. I take a seat in a chair facing the guy; he’s much younger than me and supposed to be focusing on his studies. Now we have a body in a bed with DNA evidence and he’s going over a lot of questions that I don’t want to answer, mostly who and how. I answer by giving him a good shake which shuts him up. “You’re Adam Cartwright, twenty one, currently attending University of Chicago on his parent’s dime,” I state informing him that I know more about him than he would think,” Now here we are cleaning up another of your messes so explain to me why you called me and not Daddy?” “Dad would kill me, he’s in the Sen….,” He starts but I cut him off. “I know who he is but that doesn’t tell me why,” I state firmly. “I can’t go to jail for this, I can’t it’ll ruin me if this gets out,” he stammers afraid. “And what about the girl, what about her ruined future,” I ask and he sobs a little,” Adam we are coming to an understanding because as of right now your ass belongs to me. I am taking care of your problem and this will disappear but I have enough that all I do is make one call and your life ends. Do you understand me so ...