Author's note
I like to Thank Angie Williams on Fictionpad for her help with the legal stuff. I try to make it as truthful as possible. If I got something wrong my apologies.
Thank you once again for all your comments. And thank you to those who stuck with me through Postcards. IF you are here reading this, thank you for your support!
Enjoy!
Ranger's POV
"Haaaaaa….STOP STOP…Carlos PLeasssssseeeeee" Steph giggles and tears are running down her cheeks. I let go of her feet and drop down next to her on the bed. "You are mean" She says and hits me playfully on the chest.
"Not mean…I just like hearing you laugh" I answer honestly and draw her in for a kiss. "But next time, don't scream like that, when the window is open, don't want the neighbours calling the cops, because they think I am raping you in here" I chuckle.
"Ohh that wouldn't be good. It would be all over the Burg by dinner time." My babe pulls a face that makes me laugh.
I pull her on top of me, so that she is straddling me and I can admire her from below. "You are beautiful you know" I grin and she blushes.
"Is that so?" She teases and rocks her hip against my already hard dick. This is what she does to me, by just laughing.
"Yes, it is" I assure her. She smiles and tries to look unsuspicious as she moves her hand under my shirt, to my arm pits. One of the only places I am ticklish. "If you do that…you will pay big time for it" I throw her my wolf grin and she gulps, contemplates for a few seconds before starting to tickle me.
I flip us over effortlessly, so that I am hovering above her, and start tickling her sides. Soon enough she starts screaming again and begging me to stop. "You want me to stop?"
"Yes….Yes…." She manages to answer between laughs.
"I will have mercy this time…" I grin at her. She is beyond beautiful. Her curly hair is all over the place, giving her a crazy look and her face is flushed from laughing. I bent down and kiss her softly on the lips. "Next time you may not get so lucky…" I whisper in her ear and she shivers.
I move my hand further under her shirt and pull it off in one fluid motion. "Hey…we are supposed to be studying" She exclaims, but her eyes dilate as I run my thumb over her exposed nipples.
"This is studying….for biology" I retorts as she pulls me down for another hot kiss.
I wake up, covered in sweat and a hard on with an image of Steph riding me burned into my mind. I ditch the sweaty sheets and make my way to the bathroom. Once in there I turn on the water in the shower and soap myself. The image won't go away, so I take matters in my own hands and start to jerk off.
"Let me take care of that" Jess says and wraps her hands around my torso and finally around my dick. I place my hand on the wall to steady myself while she works her hands up and down my manhood.
"Dios" I mutter, quickly turn around and push her on to the opposite wall, with her back facing me. She widens her stand, lifts her perfect little ass a little so I can enter her wet centre in one fluid motion.
Before last night I hadn't had sex in 10 years and the first time I came within a couple of seconds of entering her. I am glad I am back to my old self.
"Who is she?" Jess asks as she watches me get dressed from her bed. I met her last night in a club in Philly and she took me home. Jess knows that this is just a onetime thing.
"I don't understand" I reply, even though I know exactly who she is referring to. I feel like an asshole waking up next to her and having a hard on, because I dreamed of Steph.
"The woman you call Babe. You girlfriend?" She probes further.
"Ex" I answer honestly.
"You said her name multiple last night" She says, making me feel even more like an ass.
"I am sorry…I didn't mean to." I tell her.
"When did you guys break up?" She questions.
"Are you a psychologist or something?" I narrow my eyes at her making her laugh.
"Nah…Just curious why you are still saying her name, while having sex with another woman!" She replies and gets off the bed to get dressed. "I am a law major, so being able to read people comes in handy."
"We split 10 years ago" I answer.
"Wow…" She whistles and gets dressed herself.
I feel like a major asshole as I leave her flat, but it is not like I can help it. I wasn't even aware of the fact that I called out 'Babe'.
It's been three weeks since I started at Vinnie's and Steph and I haven't been alone since that night of my first shift. Someone is just always close by. I am not sure if they do it on purpose or not.
I take my phone out of my pocket and call my best friend. "You guys still at the hotel?"
"Yeah…just having breakfast" Tank replies and hangs up.
We came to Philly yesterday, because we have an appointment with a PI at Lunch time today. We want to hire him to find Jay and Michael. In the last few weeks we have tried to find them ourselves, but were unsuccessful.
Gordon Webster is ex-army and an ex-Philly PD detective. Webster was recommended to me by Julio, the other dishy at Vinnie's. "If you need to find someone or something Gordon Webster is your guy" He told me "He dug up shit on my Ex-wife, I didn't even know was there."
Flashback´
(A couple of weeks ago)
"Shit that is rough" Julio replies after I told him that I just spend 10 years innocent behind bars.
"Yeah…" I only shrug. We had a busy night at work and are now sitting at the backdoor of Vinnie's with a couple of beers. "Especially when you try to find a job. Apparently it is not enough that you were proven innocent, it is still on your record."
"You didn't get you records expunged?" He questions. Julio is a pretty likable guy. He talks, a lot, but he gives it to you straight and doesn't beat around the bush.
"I was found guilty…don't think I can do that" I reply. "Surely my lawyer would have said something."
"Well…the man I shared my cell with was exonerated. I can get you in touch with him. He will know more about that, than I do" Julio informs me.
"Yeah sounds good" I tell him and Julio immediately messages his friend. Minutes later his phone beeps with the answer.
"He will come by after our shift finishes tomorrow." He says and pockets his phone.
"Sweet…I will tell Tank."
"Hi, Ricardo" I say and shake the other man's hand.
"Michael" The man replies. He is as tall as I am, Asian, has a statue like Tank and he looks not a day over 30.
"Tank" my best friend introduces himself and shakes Michael's hand.
"Nice to meet you" He replies and we all sit down at the bar. It was a quiet Saturday night and we were able to get out of work earlier. So we changed plans and met up at a small bar not far from Vinnie's.
We chat for a while, before I bring the conversation to the important subject. "Julio said that we may be able to get our records expunged?"
"With what evidence were you found not-guilty?" Michael questions. He was serving a life sentence for raping and killing a woman, until they exhumed the body and found that he didn't do it.
"They exhumed the bodies and found our spit from when we administered CPR, as well as their Ribs were rushed. And a witness came forward too." Tank answers.
"Since you were found innocent through DNA, you can get your record expunged." Michael tells us and adds "You need to go in front of the same judge that set you guys free. I don't understand why your lawyer didn't petition the court immediately."
"We will give her a call tomorrow" I assure him.
"Are you guys suing the state?" Michael probes.
"Nah…would take too long. Plus there is no guarantee that we would win" Tank says and takes a sip of his drink.
"You should think about it though…You can do a lot with the money they are giving you. The money I got pays for law school." He replies. "How are you guys doing with housing and stuff?"
"We live with friends, he's got work at Vinnie's and my brother in law is employing me" Tank informs him.
"You are lucky that you have that. I know a few men from NYC, who paroled without so much as pointers as where to go or what to do. There wasn't any help for them." Michael tells us.
End of flashback
The next day we called Mrs. O'Hara, who helped us to get our records expunged the following week. I will keep working for Vinnie's for a while, since I don't know what I want to do with my life yet.
"Ahhh the walk of shame" Les laughs at me as I sit down at their breakfast table. "Here…you must be hungry!" He adds with a knowing grin and pushes his full plate towards me. I flip him off, but take his food nevertheless.
"Spill…" Les says.
"I did all last night and this morning" I reply and laugh as my cousin spews his coffee all over the table and coughs until he is beet red.
"Serves you right, wanting to get the dirty details out of Ric" Bobby says with a laugh and pounds his best friend on the back.
"Mr. Webster will see you now" The secretary says and leads us into a small meeting room. "Can I get you guys some coffee?"
"Yes please" We all reply in unison and she leaves laughing.
"Hello, I am Gordon Webster" A bold, black man says as he enters the room a few minutes later. He is roughly in his 50 and looks like he could take out Tank with one hand.
"Ricardo Manoso, we spoke on the phone" I say shake his hand and then introduce the others.
"Nice to meet you. How can I help you guys?" Webster questions and opens his notepad.
"We like you to find two people" I answers. "My cousins, to be precise."
"Okay…got a name?" Webster asks and starts writing.
"Jay and Michael Reyes." Les answers instead of me. "But our Aunt and Uncle adopted them. We don't know their given names though."
"Those will be easy enough to find out. Tell me the names of your Aunt and Uncle!" Webster requests.
"Rosa and Louis Reyes" I reply.
"When did you see them last?" Webster asks and writes down their names.
"10 years ago in Miami. They used to live there" Les informs him.
"And why are you choosing to find them now? After such a long time?" Webster looks at us with a blank face. I know he will know if we are feeding him bullshit or not.
"Jay and Michael let Ricardo and me take the fall for the murder of two DEA agents." Tank answers, obviously coming to the same conclusion as I did.
"And what are you going to do when I find them?" Webster probes further.
"Hand them over to the cops" Tank answers. We haven't talked about what we are going to do when we find them, but that seems like the most logical answer at the moment.
"Okay then. I will look into this. I have the form you filled out with my receptionist and I will get back to you when I find something." Webster stands and shakes each of our hands, before seeing us out.
"Thank you" I say with a nod as we leave the offices.
"Is that really what we are going to do?" Bobby looks at me through the rear view mirror.
"We didn't stay in what state we are going to deliver them" Tank replies instead of me making me grin.
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