The Daddy P.I. Casefiles: The First Collection by Frost, J (great novels .txt) π
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βMerullo lied about knowing McCall. I donβt know if theyβre in it together or if McCallβs just sending submissives to Merullo, but thereβs some connection and we need to find out what it is.β
βNo,β Ed says firmly. βPursue the thing through the spa. Iβm fine with that. If you find the brick, thatβs all we need to satisfy the insurers. Youβve done your job.β
I rub my forehead while I try to get a handle on my frustration.
βLook, if McCall is distributing the brick, or has some other way to get it, then stopping Merullo doesnβt guarantee your guestsβ safety.β
βItβs enough,β Ed insists. βI donβt want you contacting Rod McCall again without my specific authorization.β
Damn him. βWhat about Sarah McCall? Iβve got her number at work. I want to pin her down before she has time to talk to her husband and coordinate stories.β
βNo. Stay away from the McCalls for now.β
I grind my teeth in frustration. βI think youβre making a mistake.β
Edβs silent for a minute. Iβve gone too far, but I donβt take it back. He is making a mistake. He hired me for my expertise and now heβs hamstringing my investigation. Heβs not the first client to do so, but it still winds me up.
βStick with the spa for now. Iβll get our lawyers on it and see if we can get the McCalls to sign an NDA. Then you can question them to your heartβs content.β
βRight.β Itβs not right, but heβs my client and the client is always right. Even when the client is making a stupid mistake. βMcCall also mentioned that his scene on Sunday was monitored by a staff member named Rebecca. Do you have more than one Rebecca aboard who would act as a scene monitor?β
βJust a moment.β I hear him tapping. βRebecca Harvey. Pro-Domme and fitness instructor. Sheβs the only Rebecca who would have acted as a scene monitor. Do you want me to set up an interview with her?β
βNo, Iβm meeting her for lunch tomorrow, as luck would have it. Iβll ask her if she remembers the scene with Black.β
I wouldnβt be surprised if she doesnβt. It was weeks ago, and Iβm sure sheβs monitored dozens of scenes since then, but Iβll ask.
βOkay. Any other interviews you want me to set up?β
βNot for now. Iβve got more CCTV footage to watch and bills to go through.β Although Iβm probably not going to bother with the room service bills now. Iβll focus on the spa bills.
βOkay, keep me posted.β Ed blows out a breath. βLogan, I know you donβt agree with me about the approach to the McCalls. Give me a little time and let me see if I can get them tied up with an NDA. Publicity is important. I have the companyβs reputation to think about. That goes beyond just this one cruise.β
βI understand.β And I do, even if I donβt agree with him. βIβll call you tomorrow morning by ten-thirty with an update and to see where youβre up to with the NDA.β
βSounds good. Thanks for working with me, Logan.β
Thatβs my job, but I donβt remind him. βNo problem. Iβll check email again this afternoon and Iβve got my phone with me at all times.β
βThanks.β
After we say our goodbyes, I sit and look out the windows at the white caps. Ashtonβs right. Thereβs a hard squall coming and the staff will be handing out anti-seasickness pills before long. Six years at sea, much of it on small, bouncy, gun boats, rid me of any motion sickness I had, but I know from our tender ride back from Cabo that Emily gets sea sick. Iβll have to make sure she wears her sea-bands and if she feels sick, plan something other than edging her for the rest of the day. If she got that angry at me this morning, edging on a rocky tummy will really make her mental.
I check my phone for the time. Still ten minutes before I need to knock on Emilyβs door. But I want to see her now. Being with her will relieve the lingering annoyance of Ed Isaak ring-fencing my investigation. And I want to make sure that she hasnβt gone into a downward spiral after her doubts of this morning. But mostly I just crave her company. Crazy, since Iβve been perfectly fine being alone in the past. Now that I know how spending time with Emily makes me feel, I canβt get enough.
I pack up my notebook and laptop, put them in the safe, change quickly into a tee and sweats, and knock on the adjoining door.
Chapter Fourteen Emily
Daddyβs early. But I donβt mind. Even after this morning, Iβm so excited to see him that Iβm up from my desk and racing for the adjoining door before he has it all the way open. He catches me when I jump and wrap my legs around him. He kisses me all over my face and neck, tickling me with his lips, rubbing me with his bristly chin, and nipping me with his teeth. I squeal and giggle and fall even harder for this wonderful man.
He carries me over to the bed and sits down with me on the edge, continuing to kiss and tickle me. Finally, when he lets me up for a breath, he says, βLooks like Iβm back in good books.β
I really am the worst submissive in the world. How could I have been angry with him? He was just playing with me. And it was only for a half-hour. And heβs promised me mind-blowing orgasms at the end of the day.
I suck.
βIβm sorry
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