Chapter 35th Retribution
With Joan having to finished her work at the precinct, she was glad mostly that she didn't get a message back from her superior at the branch of the C.I.A., she wasn't in much of a mood to be dealing with them in the first place.
She had checked her text messages for the last time before heading on over to the tavern, still no messages to worry about for the moment.
When she went inside the bar, to sign in for the shift, she was glad to see, the place was a little bit slow for the moment.
The owner of the tavern came over to her to see how she was doing mostly. "How are you, Joan?" He asked with concern, since she was looking tired.
"I can be better Ted, but I am here never the less to serve the customers, is there anything I should know about in regard to the bar?"
"Nope!, nothing special, its basically the same old routine today, along with the food in the kitchen, the cook is not happy as always."
"So what else is new?" She moves off to check the register, and placing her apron around her waste for any tips, or taking orders on the pads.
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Jerry Brewster came into Whitmore's office to let him know about the additional trucks that were coming in later.
When he walks in, Whitmore is talking to someone on the phone, when he heard that he was talking to his girl friend Susan, he backed off a little.
He mostly heard that Whitmore was asking her to come over this evening for dinner and anything else that might happened between the both of them.
It was at the moment, when he hangs up the phone, he turns around to face Brewster standing in the door way.
"What's up Jerry?" Turning back to look at his computer terminal.
"I have the list of the new trucks that will be rolling in sometime around 5.30 p.m.." He walks over to hand him the listing.
He takes a look, along with matching it up on the computer screen. "Excellent it matches, by the way, do we have enough of drivers to take back out to the proper vendors?"
"Actually we do James, and besides the men, that I hired have been doing an excellent job with there work."
"Very good, is there anything else, I should know about at this point in time?"
"Nope!, I need to get back to my office, to over see the men that will be working the overtime tonight, talk to you later." He says while walking out the door, and pissed at himself to have this charade last any longer.
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Kate Beckett could not get enough of her husband, ever since she had arrived in California, currently she was outside sitting on the chair relaxing with a juice and a sandwich, that she had made in the small kitchen, and currently Richard Castle was sound asleep in the bedroom snoring away.
She was afraid for her husband, His father and anyone else that tries to get involved in the Loksat's organization.
She had promised her husband that she would try to stay out of it, but at this point, here she is now in California trying to defuse the bomb that is going to go off soon, with someone else that is targeted to be killed.
She tries to move her body having gotten up from the chair to limber up with doing some of the yoga movements, when she was doing this, Richard Castle came out in his white towel having taken a quick shower, when he's supposed to be sleeping.
"Your supposed to be resting Rick?" When she moves the other chair for him to sit in. It was a wonder, bright late afternoon, with temperatures in the high seventies.
"I felt lonely without you being in the bed, and the shower, I came to keep you company a little, maybe later I can take you out for dinner and movie."
"That sounds just lovely Rick ." It was at this point, she gets up to sit in his lap, while playing with his white towel, and putting her hand inside to feel him.
She didn't care where she was at the moment, she continued on with what she was doing, but before she knew what was going on, he told her whispering in ear to head for the bedroom for another round of sex with the mystery writer and his muse.