Chapter 16

Tomas called out loudly, “Otrok” “Sestra” and a beautiful female naked except for the heavy thick metal collar around her neck and the matching metal cuffs around her wrists and ankles. She was his twin and personal bodyguard. It was obvious that they were brother and sister. She would give her life to protect her twin, all her life she had been groomed, trained, and indoctrinated to that fact. She also desired the loving care he gave her, she craved the rough, hard, powerful, fucking he would put her through.

When Dvojca (twin translated) recovered from the last session Tomas had with her, she wanted more and craved the violent, rough, physically punishing sex. She had earned this latest fuck as a reward for catching and torturing the financial staff worker, ensuring he was acting alone. The poor guy had only skimmed $10,000, or well this time, as he most likely had done it before based on the swift, calculated, way he did it this time.

The grin Tomas saw on Dvojca’s face made him wonder what she was thinking. She had the look of a well fucked woman, despite the collar and cuffs she wore with obvious pride. He relished the fact that he was the great-grandson of one of “The High Table” which afforded him a Card-Blanc standing in just about anything he chose to do. He wanted to know if she was able to recover any of the money or access to a bank account.

When he asked her, she quietly made a stern-looking face, then looked to the floor. Taking a deep breath and letting it out very slowly before answering that she knew the bank account information where the money taken was sent, adding that she had already changed all the access information to her control, locking out any other access.

Tomas smiled and asked if the guy was still alive.

Without looking up, Dvojca answered that he was left to bleed out slowly and might still be alive.

A knock on the door interrupted the mood building between the two of them.

With a ragged breath Tomas shouted “enter!” and looked to see who he was ready to beat the shit out of. Dvojca quickly moved to grab a robe to cover herself as the person entered the room.

Lexor, refusing to look at anything other than the floor, and only quick glances at Tomas, spoke quickly saying that an American had requested to buy the twins indenture.

Tomas only said, “And” letting the man know he wanted more information, a lot of information.

The man obviously nervous, appeared to get even more nervous, then almost stuttering said that he had worked with the American, an Army Sergeant, Green Beret maybe Delta. No longer in the military after being injured severe enough to be medically retired or allowed to retire with enough time in service. No ties to any agencies, as all their contacts had confirmed not being in any.

Dvojca quickly spoke asking why he was here and how he could afford to be here.

Lexor said that he had quite a bit of money and there was not a clear picture of businesses he owned or was partnered with that could be found at the moment.

Tomas asked how much the twins owed and what he was going to charge the sergeant.

Lexor said he is going by Deke Homes, I knew him as Master Sergeant Masters, but that could have been a cover name too. The twins owe a little over 17,000 each but I am asking $50,000 and he agreed. Tomas agreed and motioned for Lexor to leave.

The next morning Tomas and Dvojca were again interrupted by Lexor bringing news that a private jet was requesting landing permission at the airport. It was here to pick up the American, his two women and the twins. They would be leaving in less than an hour.

Tomas only looked at Lexor. The man quickly said that both twins had been tagged and teams were being arranged to meet up and begin an overt and covert operations as soon as the plane landed in America. The overt team would stop as soon as they were discovered, and the covert team were told not to be discovered. Tomas smiled and acknowledged his continued great job and knowledge of what was needed and/or wanted all the time.

Ki and Te were all smiles as all of us were driven to the airport where the jet was waiting. Both twins were stunned at the fact that they were going to fly in a plane for the first time and it was a Learjet. The pilots were a male and female this time and the flight attendant was also a new female. The flight attendant was professional and very friendly, explaining the same situation for this flight as last time.

This fact made Rain and River blush and confused Te and Ki. I laughed and thanked her as she directed us into the jet.

All four of the ladies stopped once in the jet until I told them to keep moving. They were shocked to see Jonesy and two other men on the plane. Also, the fact that they appeared to be ready for a serious shootout didn’t help matters.

I introduced all three quickly as we took our seats and the flight attendant began our pre-flight briefing.

The flight back was more businesslike than both Rain and River were expecting. I was focused on the intel that had been collected and there was not much. What little information that was available painted a very dangerous situation. We had dealt with the “High Table” before and hoped they would be equally honorable. The assassins we encountered almost finished us, had other things not been at play at the same time. Looking back, I think we would have survived but we definitely would not have been able to accept any more missions. In fact, our daily life would have been very troubled.

Jonesy pointed this out more than once during the briefing. Finally, Rain asked me to explain things so she could understand. I stopped took a deep breath and after letting it out very slow turned and began to explain what the “High Table” was exactly.

There were 10 maybe 12 individuals who were the leaders of families that basically ran the world from behind the scenes. They were so powerful that it didn’t matter if they were good or bad. They made good and bad things happen. On one of my military missions a family from the “High Table” was involved and when our actions interfered with their goal, they sent an assassination team to kill me and my team. Everyone of my team was seriously wounded but we managed to kill all of the assassins, which was a serious embarrassment for them in the eyes of the other “High Table” so they asked for help from another family.