The Joy of Revenge

CHAPTER 171 La Casa de Flores

Noah

The limousine suddenly turned, entering through an open pair of iron gates leading into a sprawling property at the foot of Huff Hills.

“Driver, lower the partition please,” I quickly instructed the chauffeur via intercom. I adjusted the bulletproof vest I was wearing under my shirt and positioned my hand near my gun. I couldn’t afford any surprises.

Once the retractable partition separating ‘the driver’s side and the rear passenger area disappeared into its wall compartment, I had an unobstructed view of our surroundings. I kept an eye out for any sudden movements. Luckily, there were none.

The private road leading to the mansion was lined with newly cut rectangular shaped bushes growing alongside various colored tulips, all of which, were in full bloom. An array of yellow garden lights lit our way towards the modern mansion whose bright lights were aglow.

As the limousine came to a stop, I noticed the color changing fountain lights of a huge water fountain of a naked woman situated in the middle of the front yard. Clouds of steam hovered above the circular pool just below the feet of the marble sculpture, creating an illusion that the naked woman was floating.

The well-maintained lawn had several sc attered trees, its branches lit with dai looked like fireflies twi nkling in the night sky. There were various flowers all a was the colorful tulips that caught my attention. They swayed with the breeze welcoming us with their small dance.

The limousine door opened and I exited, catching the scent of morning dew laced hint of honeysuckle. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, taking in the sweet unfor smell of my childhood which reminded me of the times when Joy and I would lie ber the stars on a cool summer night.

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I opened my eyes and let out a low whistle. The estate Pete had managed to procure for Lorenzo was breathtaking.

“Welcome to La Casa de Flores,” Pete announced, the Colonel standing beside him with hi gun aimed at Pete’s side. “It is the pride and joy of the Mexican Envoy to North Dakota. My mother sponsored many of his advocacies, so it wasn’t difficult to ask him for a favor.”

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“I’m impressed, Pedro,” Lorenzo said, eyeing the brick walls and the tall windows of the two- story mansion. “How many bedrooms?”

“Eight bedrooms on the second floor. A home theater, recreation area, office and a large room in the basement. Then, there’s a heated pool at the back and beside it, a guest house,” Pete answered.

“Colonel, are your men on their way here?” I asked. Instead of a verbal answer, he pointed at, what appeared to be, headlights of vehicles at the gates of the estate.

After a few moments, several black SUVS came speeding onto the driveway, making a full stop beside the limousine. One by one, the Blue Rogues exited the cars, dressed in their midnight blue tactical suits while each carrying an assault rifle.

“Nestor, have your men bring my luggage inside the house,” the Consigliere instructed, walking towards the front entrance of the mansion. “Oh, by the way, hijo, I would rest better with a woman in my bed.” I quickly grabbed my phone from my inner coat pocket.

“I’ll call Madame Beatrix so she can send several girls for you, Consigliere,” I answered. Beatrix was a well-known and respected madame in Bismarck who discreetly catered to VIPs.

“Thank you,

Nestor. You know my preference,” the Consigliere replied. “And if you can, I want a young boy… Someone who will scream while I so domize him.” ·

I cringed, shocked he could be so casual in front of the Colonel and his men. Clearly, the Consigliere was a proud ped ophile.

“Ah, there’s no need to call Beatrix,” Pete interjected as he opened the front door of th mansion and entered the grand foyer. “Consigliere, I have what you need downstairs in basement.” The Consigliere laughed.

“You know me so well, Pedro,” Lorenzo said, waving his finger at him. “These boys… are the

young?”

“Yes, one is twelve while the other, ten,” Pete answered to my utter disgust. “They’re virgins, Consigliere, just the way you like them.”

a willing young woman to share my bed,” Lorenzo said. “Nestor, have your madame send me her best.” I nodded my

dialed.

to follow him for a tour of the mansion “Very

La Casa

located on the west wing. Nestor follow me into

two of his men, and I followed Pete down the stairs to the basement

relunctant guests.

women and two young boys. Despite the fact they were being held against

on the floor as well as a pile of foil wrappers of chips and cookies. At

how can you condone this?” The Colonel whispered as

young boys.

like this s hit too, but they outrank me. Just

two in Pete’s skull,”

fun until sunrise,” the Colonel replied, “then, I’ll have my men release these captives before we make our

Pete chose from among the

my messages.

email sent by one of the Colonel’s men. Inside was a video showing Lisa lea storage

Honey Bee Celebration that Bismarck Police had concluded her husband had died via suicide As of the moment, she was still in Chicago, but she was scheduled to fly

prior to her departure could only

and well in

through my inbox for more emails on

up in the Master Suite with his h arem and

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girl of his own, the

I asked after I had seated myself comfortably in

leather chair.

hopes of finding the Martins,” the Colonel answered. “I put a tail on him and my scout said he overheard

what that could be. Change

I received an email from that scout tailing

him?”/

alone, sober and disappointed.” He suddenly checked his watch. “I better call him for a follow-up. He was supposed to touch base a while ago.” He whipped out his

dialed.

な

I know the location of Cris Murdock, I can

leaned my head back against the chair and closed my eyes. My thoughts

woman I ached

was he going to step aside… without a I had to plan things thoroughly and I had

would have to get my

as long as it means New Salem and Virtue will

I opened my

d da mn

were on the

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her neck. The as shole

your mind?!” I didn’t want to deal with a dead woman. I had too much on my plate to even think of hiding a

hands off of me, you pr ick!” Pete yelled, swatting my hands away from his sweaty body. “You have no right to interfere in my

her with a blanket while gesturing to his men for a glass of water. “Answer me!” I shoved Pete

“Why in the hell are

her has gone missing,” I answered harshly. “Ever since I found out about this delivery man, I’ve been trying to locate Cris.

pushed my hand off his shoulder and closed the small gap between us. He stood so close I could smell his