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CULLEN-MASEN FAMILY

Chapter 3

EPOV

The next day I call Sean in to run with me to check out the warehouses. We also have a shipment of guns coming in in two days. Sean walks into the kitchen where Jasper, Emmett, and I are enjoying a cup of coffee. My housekeeper, Ms. Stanley has been with our family for many years, and came with me when I moved downtown. She manages any in-home parties, the catering, decorations, and the everyday maintence of my home.

She has managed to whip up us a big breakfast this morning of omelets, toast, fruit, juice, and coffee. She is a godsend. She does know all about my family as her husband had worked a long time with my father. He was in charge of weapons, until he was killed on a job. She has continued to work for me, as she say's to keep an eye on me.

We are going over to check out the warehouses this morning, and they including Sean has no idea what I got in mind to do with one of them. I've been doing some research before this on turning them into either apartments, or strip malls. Even a restaurant, or bars. Need to put them to some use.

One of them is ideal for what I got in mind for me. What we are going to go check out this morning. We finish up with breakfast, and Jasper pulls my Guardian around. It has come in quite handy a few times. People don't think I know who I'm playing with. They have no idea who their playing with, and it could be costly on their part. I'm not playing.

We pull into the warehouses, and Sean points out the one that Ms. Swan owns. You can tell someone lives there, as it has a few vehicles pulling into the under ground garage. It looks as if she is receiving a delivery. I tell Sean to find out everything about it. I'm curious about all that is Ms. Swan. I intend to find out even more.

We pull up to the warehouse which is across from Ms. Swan's. It was in excellent condition the last time I was over here, and should still be. We pull into the garage, and go to the freight elevator. Sean unlocks it, and we all load up to go to the top floor.

I was online last night, and then again some this morning. I've been in the market for a new place to live for quite some time. The penthouse is fine, but to many people, people I don't want to know, are very familiar with it's location. The warehouse can be fortified from top to bottom, being made almost a fortress. I like the idea, and might even work on turning some of the further away warehouses into apartments. They would be making money instead of just sitting there. Lots of options.

We arrive at the top floor, and walk out to an open floor plan. The floors need to be buffed, or look into putting down some wood flooring. I call my step mother, Carrie for some help. She is at her office downtown, where she runs an interior design shop. I ask her about coming to look at the warehouse to help me get it fixed to move in. She said she would be over in about thirty minutes.

I walk around trying to picture how I want to divide each area, and I do believe it's going to be workable. I have a few ideas on my computer I'll need to send to Carrie. I have no doubt she'll be able to work her magic in no time.

Jasper goes downstairs to wait on Carrie, and the three of us stand around talking about the delivery coming in. We have a shipment of guns coming in for some of my Irish friends in Chicago. Sure, they could have them delivered, but nowhere near the quality I would deliver. I had the opportunity to buy a gun manufacturer in Germany to keep them from bankruptcy. I got it for a deal at $10 million. We can make that much in six months on our sells alone.

We walk back over to the elevator just as Carrie comes out. She gives each one of us a hug, and then starts walking around. I tell her my ideas, and what I want done. She has a company that can come out cleaning everything, and then another company to come out for the flooring. I show her a few ideas I had forwarded to my phone, and she proceeds to pull them up on her small computer. We are going with a cherry flooring for the biggest part of the layout.

We walk around, and I tell her where I want certain rooms in here, and she knows I want them as spacious as possible.

She finally get's around to asking me why the sudden interest in this area, and the warehouse. I explain my need for a new apartment because of everyone knowing my present residence. I explain the convenience of being able to pretty much turn this into a fortress. It makes a lot of sense, but she knows there is more to it.

Sean comes over at this point to explain there is a very beautiful neighbor that even Carrie would be interested in. I give Sean a look, but he only laughs a little, and explains there might be an interest in her. It turns out she is The Swan. At this my step mother stops in her tracks, turns looking at me, and it is so on. Carrie loves her paintings, and owns quite a few of them. She has even bought me some of them. They are magnificient. At this point I have no doubt she will be walking over to meet her.

Oh brother! I should just kill Sean now for running his mouth. Sean just looks at me with a big grin. Fucker!

Carrie has continued walking around looking, and I tell her of a few more things I want. A big fireplace, a big walk-in closet, a shower with a bench, and multi-shower heads. I ask her about this company here in Seattle that makes wood tubs. She likes that idea. She said she would give them a call, and see about having one for here. I also explain about cutting through the floor to make a stairway down to the second floor where I will have a few guests bedrooms, and my office.

I explain I want a spiral staircase fairly wide to go down to the second floor. She has never understood my interest in spiral staircases, and I've had one put in quite a few of my legal businesses. I want it to end in a lounge area I will have set up with a television, and bookcases full of my books, plus more I will buy. I'm wanting about three bedrooms with their own ensuite built in, and one big room for meetings. I'll go more in depth about that later.

Carrie Cullen-Masen was my step mother. She married my father about two years after my mother passed away due to breast cancer. My father had wanted to do some remodeling on the house, and was given her name, and phone number. It was something to see after their initial meeting, and subsequent discussions they had about the remodeling.

At times it was hilarious with them both trying to deny the attraction. I know at first my father felt as if he was cheating on my mother, but we all tried to make him understand she wouldn't want him to spend his life alone. So, they started with Carrie inviting him out to dinner, and then it was on.

My step mother has a huge interest in The Swan paintings. She had quite a few put into the house, and as often in her redecorating jobs. I have some in my different businesses in town. They are beautiful, very outspoken at times, and sometimes very calming. I want them to adorn my walls.

Carrie is fixing to leave, and said she would need a key to get in here tomorrow with the cleaning crew. She is going to make sure they clean everything, including all the windows. Then, the next day she will have the flooring company come over to do their measuring, and getting my decision in the type I am wanting.

I ask Carrie to make this happen as soon as possible. That I'm way past ready to move. I told her also that when I got a chance to look on line for furniture I would email my likes to her.

We all load up in my car, and head back to my apartment. I've got plans to go check out my bars, and restaurants this evening. I have Notes, which was a restaurant/bar in downtown Seattle. Then, I got Chill, which was a little off downtown, but very popular. It was just a bar. The next was Snake, a very popular upper class restaurant. It was doing exceptionally well. Notes, was a bar, with entertainment. We had some local people that came in that played either pop, some jazz, and had one guy that came in to play our piano, and was very good. I also had an irish bar called CM's, which had been in the family for many, many years.

I also had a restaurant with lots of plants, flowers, trees. I called it Greenway Restaurant. I had someone come in every two weeks to take care of the plants; watering, and such. I also had a Gentleman's Club, which required an exclusive membership. Nothing untoward, such as strippers. I did have very beautiful women that worked a bar, but nothing else. I really needed to check on all of them.

Once we reach my apartment I go to my office with all my men. Everyone takes a seat, and discuss the delivery arrangements of the guns to the O' Leary family in Chicago. Michael O'Leary, and I had been friends way back when we lived for a spell in Ireland. We lived in Galway, which is about two hours away from Dublin. Dublin has over a million populace, whereas Galway has half that. It was where the Cullen-Masen Family began many, many years ago.

Michael had a truck with about ten of his men that would be at the warehouse to pick up the load of guns this coming Sunday. They had a big freight truck, along with three other vehicles with armed men coming as there had been word of the Calabrese's going to try something.

I called Michael O'Leary, and they were all set to meet us on Sunday to pick up the delivery. I sent the men down to the kitchen to get something to eat, and I made plans to go to my different businesses this evening.

This was more information on Edward, and some of the other characters. The next one will be in BPOV. We are coming up on them meeting, so keep reading.

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