Misplaced Secrets (Closed)

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Sean Morris


He sits in a small café reading a paper, he had only been in France for a few days now, he was taking a small break, it was Monday and he knew the action wouldn’t start until at least Thursday or Friday, so he decided to just kick back and relax. He was comfortable being here by himself and if anything were to happen he was locked and loaded, had his two handguns holstered at his back and had his knife in his shirt sleeve, the only bad thing was he had no back up here, he was on his own and he was fine with that. He did wish he had the company of a nice woman to show him around town, but he doubted that anyone even noticed him here in this small café. He looked down the street from his comfy seat outside the café under the cover of an umbrella in the table he saw a lot of cars driving by and he just sipped his coffee. He kept his usual smile on his face and looked through his sunglasses, he noted a woman with strawberry blonde hair sit at the table beside him wearing sunglasses, he shook his head and went back to sip on his coffee. It was sure a hot day out, he stood up and took his sport jacket off to reveal his black long sleeve shirt and his on his back anyone sitting behind him could see his two silver handguns strapped to his back and he sat back down and pulled a cigarette out and lit it and started to smoke it. He looked to his watch and wondered what there was to do here in this town, he looked down the street and saw a strip club was down there, he smiled again and he would maybe visit down there later. He knew what his mission was and that would only start when he could find out where all the clubs were and what went on in there. So he would have to find out soon. But for now, it was relax.
 
Corin Mathews

She had decided to head to the café for a small amount of Parisian coffee. She was due to a party tonight one of the many that had lead to her being here in the first place but this was not for fun.

She had her hair up at the side and her glasses were on as she looked over the streets of Paris and enjoyed the sun. She lifted her face to the brisk heat of it and then sighed softly. This was the first break she had had all month and she was enjoying it. She was currently wear a pair of shorts that stopped about mid thigh and were cuffed to split near the hip. She had a gorgeous tan and except for the freckles sliding along her nose her complexion was perfect. Sporting a short tub top over which was worn a white oxford shirt tied along her stomach and left open to reveal her luscious chest.

She noted the young man standing up and she also noted the hardware she was not wearing and shook her head, damn rookies. She can see it now, he had that air about him that he could do no wrong. Shaking her head she stood to her feet and began to weave her hips back and forth as she moved in and out of the tables. She deliberately bumped his chair and leaned over to apologize as she whispered,"Only an idiot would show his guns in Paris."

Walking away she hailed a taxi her body lifted in a wave and she vanished into the backseat of the car but not before looking back out at him through the window and smirking.
 
Sean

He noted the beauty of that woman and took in her scent as she walked by, but what she said made him smile even more. She got in a cab and she was gone, but Sean wanted to worship the very ground she stepped on, but he shook his head and saw his smoke was all ash, he threw it to the ground and he stood up and put his jacket back on, he forgot that he had his guns back there, but he threw his jacket back on and he walked away. He decided to go to the hotel and sleep, he was tired, but he could not get that woman out of his mind, she was so beautiful, the way she pressed her breasts into his back when she told him that it was not smart to show his guns, she had a cocky attitude, but still she was heaven sent. He walked all the way back to the Hotel and he was standing at a light, he looked over to a cab and saw that woman with Strawberry blonde hair in the back, he walked across the street just staring at her, than it started to rain, but he was right at the hotel doors, he ran into someone and was knocked out of his trance and he looked to him and than walked inside and vanished into the crowd of people. But the one thing on his mind was that woman, who was she.
 
Corin Directed the driver of the cab to the hotel she was staying at and paid the tab and climbed form the backseat. The rain had begun to start and she was drenched by the time she reached the lobby of the hotel. She fluffed her hair pulling tendrils of wet hair from her face as she walked across the lobby.

Several men turned to admire her luscious ass and her trim hips as she walks along the lobby. Pausing at the desk she asks for any messages and she then takes her room key and heads up the stairs.

Moving along the hall to her room she goes through the letters and messages she has. Nothing. What is she going to do? She squares her shoulders and walks along the hall still Finally she pauses at her door and moves into the suite of rooms she inhabits. A beautiful room overlooking the Seine and the Louvre. The scenery forgone now as she heads to her room to prepare for the evening to come.

Some 45 or so minutes later she stands at the elevator waiting impatiently for the doors to open. She is dressed in a red sequined gown cut to her hip. An off the shoulder number that shows off her body well as she walks. A red fur coat to match. Her hair piled up on her head makes her seem taller then her 5'7" and her light green eyes sparkle like the emeralds around her neck. Her car awaits her and she is whisked off to yet another string of parties.
 
Sean

He rest in his hotel room, he say it was night now, he took his handguns out and made sure they were loaded, when he saw they were he padded his wrist and felt for the knife he kept there, he put on a black short sleeve button up shirt and black pants, he threw on his black blazer and he put his shades on and he walked out. He got to the lobby and saw this woman in a red fur coat walking out and she was enchanting by the way she walked out of the place. Sean shook his head and he walked out of the place, he got a call on his cell and he picked it up, the only thing that showed on his face was a big grin.

“No fucking way, are you fucking serious…”

Just than a midnight blue 67 Chevy Stingray pulled up and the driver got out and said.

“Mr. Morris, your car.”

Sean looked like a little kid, but he ran and jumped in and revved the engine up and sped off into the night.
 
The Party

THe evening was cool and tghe night air refreshing as she arrived at the party. It amazed her that such evil things were going on in so beautiful a place. But I guess evil and beauty always go hand and hand. Evil seems to crave beauty. Speaking of evil....."Ah Corin my darling beautiful woman. I was beginning were you had gone my darling. You left today without." The grip on her hands was increasing and she hid the pain as she smiled through it,"I apologize My love, I just had to go for a walk along the siene and do a bit of shopping. Please." She looked at ther hands were the grip was so intense it felt like her fingers would break.
 
Sean Morris

He drives around the town when suddenly he sees a Strip Club, he smiles to himself and decides to go in and check it out, there could be something in there that could help his mission and he could see some hot women in there, he pulled into the parking lot and smiled to himself. He looked over and saw a lot of people walking in to the place.

“Must be a really good place to go.”

He looked up and saw it was a three story building, he wondered what went on in there, he felt his back and knew he had his guns and he would get some info in here. He walked in and paid the person at the front door and the bouncers looked him over, but they did not search him, he wondered why not, maybe cause he had such a innocent look. Stupid them. He walked in and sat down at the bar, he saw girls dancing naked, he heard the loud music blaring, this was the place to be. As he looked around he saw people doing drugs and loading weapons, things of that sort, Sean reconsidered his thoughts, he didn’t get searched, cause this was a mob club. He shook his head and motioned for the bartender.

“Can I get a beer and talk to someone about buying some hard to find cars and guns?”

The bartender looked to him and Sean smiled.

Bartender: “Who are you and where do you come from?”
Sean: “I am from the Ireland Syndicate, and my name is Sean Sharps.”
Bartender: “Oh I have heard of you people, I think I can help you. Let me call the boss.”
Sean: “Thanks, now what goes on here, this is a huge strip club.”
Bartender: “This is a strip club, dancing, hotel, brothel, now I will call the boss for you, just enjoy yourself.”

He goes off to the back and makes the call.

At the Party,

The man that had the hand of Corin was the boss, well one of the big bosses. His cell phone rang and he looked to her.

Boss: “I am sorry, I must take this my love.”

He speaks on the phone and smiles and than hangs up. He looks to you and smiles.

Boss: “Well my love, I have a need for you. There is a man named Sean Sharps, and he wants to buy cars and guns from me. My boy down at the strip club ran a back round check and a account check and he is for real, so I want you to go down to that club and treat him like a God, since he is worth a lot of money. So do to him naughty and good things. Treat him better than me. I am trusting you not to fuck this up Corin, now go now.”

He hands you a picture of the man and you see it is the same person that you saw at the café with the guns. The boss walks away from you and he vanishes into the crowd.
 
Corin

She gritted her teeth as she looked at the picture and then went off towards the door as the Boss vanished into the crowd. How dare he expect her to whore for him, this was the last straw. She wanted out, but how?

She moved to the ar provided to her and gave the address to the club they were supposed to go to, and waited as she was driven there. She would make an appearance that would at least let the boss know she had shown. What she did later would be up to her.

Arriving at the club she was let inwithout much preamble and she walked along the bar. Her dress was way out of the class of most of the strippers and patrons, in fact she looked over dressed in the sequined dress ad her hair piled atop her head. the plunging neckline of the gown and the slit up the side of the dress showed off a good amount of skin.

Walking up to the man she smiled and extended her hand,"Monsiuer Sharp if you will come with me I will be able to assist you with your purchases." Her eyes sparkled and to the untrained eye it would seem she was thrilled and delighted to be here. To anyone knowing how to read emotions and body language she was pissed.
 
Sean

He saw the same woman that he had seen throughout the day here and he only shook his head. He went with the woman and she led him to a private bar room. Yes her eyes sparkled and she smiled, but Sean knew she did not want to be here, so when they got into the room, he looked to her and in a very stern voice, he said.

“Miss, if you don’t want to be here doing this, than stop with this fucking act. I did not ask for a hooker, I only wanted this business to be done and I was looking for a good time tonight. But from your body language, you are telling me you don’t want to be here. So maybe I should take my money elsewhere. I just want to have a good time here in France. And I would hope that you could show me a good time. So lets start over here.”

He turns around and than turns around again to you. And he extends his hand to you.

“Hi, my name is Sean Sharps and I am not from around here.”

He always had that smile on his face when he was looking at you.
 
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