Pick Up Lo Novels & Stories

Monday morning.. Meaning another week is almost gone and Hunter's honeymoon-ing secretary is still living her best life. Edward just took Louisa to school and I'm tidying up after her before heading out to work myself. After I picked up one of Louie's clothes from the floor, the ringing of my cellphone interrupted my activity. I had a little thought in mind that heavens should let it be that Mr Brooks had changed his mind and is retracting me back to Bridgewaters. I approached the phone on the nightstand and checked the caller.

Loo got into her car after the interrogation, her face flushed with anxiety. She drove off immediately, putting distance between herself and the police station. Once she felt safe, she parked and called Sentinel again. Sentinel didn't pick up the first time and this pissed Loo. "Pick your f*cking phone, Sentinel." She dialled the number again and this time, he picked on the second ring. "Sentinel, why aren't you ever picking up whenever I need you?" she panicked, yelling into the phone. "The cops are on my tail! They called me to the station and kept asking me questions..."

Learning. The wheels touch the ground. I pick up my bag.

No, I am sure they are this other guy’s family… not my Mac’s. I roll my eyes in disgust at myself. He’s not my Mac. Oh God. Concentrate, you fucking idiot. I keep going through the images until I get to the one I am looking for. The report. 1267 CCPick up 10thCoffee 1208HPick up after deliveryTea 1190IPick up 14thStatue 1211H Pick up 11thNA 1130CCNon disclosedBook 1140 DMDPick up after deliveryStatue 1289WPPADFlooring