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e was in a bad mood, the other reason was frustra

matter, he would find him tomorrow, his contact knew where the wolf ran every

he had spent hours soundproofing his rented cabin before he came to the bar tonight, he had been looking forwa

an awestruck voice. "You were right." His comp

ongue." He added. "Is she performing tonight?" The second man asked. " Unfortunately no, she doesn't perform often." His friend replied. " How much do you t

go." The first man replied. Spence heard them clink glasses and wanted to go over to their table and wring their necks, couldn't they come into

t, at least not until he found the wolf he was looking for. He would come back tomorrow night, he decided, as soon as he had the

over a woman, but this woman that had three full grown men ogling her, he had to see. He raised his head and looked around, none of the wait

ittle more than an hour ago, a muscled guy in a white shirt and Donald duck apron had been beh

business and pleasure, he had seen a lot of exotic women,

action, and a body that had him squirming in h

roblem, and Spence found himself wanting to get up and punch

course he failed, he was known for a lot of things,but his willingness to listen to advice wasn't one of them, it didn't matter who the advice was coming from. " Come on

ed him. "How does that make you different from the men you wanted to punch a few minutes ago?" Shaking head, he downe

men downing glass after glass and refusing to move. All with eyes fixed on the bartender's low t-shirt. Spence had to take deep breaths to keep himself

white rock and Spence found himself grinning sheepishly back at her. He wiped the grin off his fa

are still in captivity?" He had to remind himself of the girls and the dreadful fate that lay in store for them