Bad News

I head to the shower to wash the day off of me. I step under the water and sigh at how good the hot water feels. I can feel my muscles all loosen up and I start to relax. I think about the last few months as well as my week in California. As much as I try to avoid it, my thoughts keep drifting to her. I keep seeing Janessa in all of her glory. Those long brown legs were glowing in the sunlight today. Her shorts weren't tight, but her phat ass was very visible. It looked so firm and plump and made me want to bite it….hell I wanted to smack it. I can imagine taking her from behind and slapping her ass as I pump into her. I can see myself flipping her over and spreading her legs. I wonder how wet she can get, how warm she is. I wonder how it feels to have her walls clench around my manhood.

I'm getting harder and harder the more I think about being inside Janessa. I reach down and take my manhood into my hand. I gently rub the tip and I can feel the precum. I use a bit of that and the water in my hand to start stroking myself. I start using long, slow strokes while imagining my length inside of her. I want to make Janessa moan and scream my name. I start stroking my length faster and harder. My thoughts keep going to Janessa's breasts, her ass, that full pouty mouth. I can imagine her mouth wrapped around my manhood, her tongue swirling around the tip. Maybe fucking her tits is where it is. They are full and I wonder if they would fit in my hand. I keep stroking faster and faster until I feel my body erupt in pleasure, my seed spilling all over my hand and into the shower. I can't remember the last time I was that turned on or the last time I had an orgasm like that, if ever. I don't know what she is doing to me. While that felt good, I also feel incredibly guilty. I can't keep thinking of Janessa this way, it isn't fair. I quickly finish my shower and hop out. I was just in time to hear my phone ring. I go to pick it up and set a meeting with my contact in an hour. They should have the information I need so I can plan my next move.

An hour later and I'm pulling up to our meeting spot; a pier that is heavily populated. This is the best way so we can get lost in the crowd. I lean on the rickety railing and look out over the water willing my thoughts to think of anything other than Janessa. Fat chance! I hear a throat clear behind me. "Nice night for a swim, huh?" I chuckle at this.

"Yeah, if you want to become food for something larger than yourself." I turn around knowing it is my contact and we shake hands. He hands me a manila envelope and I turn to go back to my car.

"Oh one thing, that information is probably not what you expected. But I did get something else that should be helpful." I nod in acknowledgement and continue on my way. "Hey....." I stop in my tracks and turn back to my contact, "you never told me what interest you have in this company. I have heard a lot of good things, so I'm just curious." I'm sure he heard good things, because they wanted the public to only think good things. This company is far from what people believed it to be and I realized that trying to make people change their perspective was useless.

"That company, it isn't what anyone thinks it is. They put up a good front, but I know the truth."

"How do you know what others don't?"

"Let's just say I have…..personal experience with them."

"Well, maybe one day you will let me know what you know." My contact slaps my back and turns in the opposite direction as me. We both start to walk away. I doubt I will ever tell him what it is that this company is really about. I hope I never have to tell anyone, instead I just want to shut them down for good. I decide to wait to get into my car before opening up the envelope. Someone may have eyes on me, and I have weapons in the car. Once inside, I open the envelope and, instantly, slam my hands on the steering wheel. This is not what I expected nor it is a good thing. The address that is on file at Nemes leads to an abandoned plot of land. I have aerial shots that confirm as much. I'm back where I started with no physical address which doesn't surprise me really. So many things are done electronically that it is really easy to use any address and not have to worry about anyone checking its validity. I look at the rest of the paper and find something that puts a smile on my face. There is a PO Box and the information in my possession. I can use that to get some information that would be useful. I need to make a plan. This may put me in an even better position than I had hoped.

~Janessa~

I can finally breathe for a bit today. I spent the last couple of hours going through the pile of paperwork on my desk. I met with some pack members and handled some other things. I worked well past dinner and am now feeling a bit peckish. I get up with the intent of going downstairs to see what I can find to eat when I hear a knock on my door.

"Come in." My door opens and Gemma walks through looking stressed out.

"What's going on?"

"We have nothing."

"What do you mean?" Gemma slumps in the chair across from me and I sit back into mine. She looks angry and deflated so I know this can't be good.

"We have no idea who the hell is spying on us. We have no leads, no information." I nod realizing what she means. I had hoped that we would come across some clue to tell us who we need to be worried about, but I guess not.

"Let's not stress about this now. We can tackle it on Monday and I know who to call," I sigh. I hate to call this man, but I won't have much of a choice the way things are looking. A business rival of mine is an expert at finding something from nothing. The only issue is he usually wants something in return and that something is usually me. If we get desperate enough, we will have to figure something out.

"You can't call him, Janessa. You know what it will come down to if you call him."

"I know, but I refuse to let whoever this is win. What about the accounts?" Gemma throws her head back and rubs her temples. This looks very bad.

"Well, we were able to freeze 2 of them and move some money around. The last one, the big one….well there is money missing." The big account? The account that is tied not only to the business, but also to the pack? Shit!

"How much?" Gemma sighs and looks at me.

"1.2 million..." she whispers. If I were not a she-wolf, I wouldn't have been able to hear her. I slam my fist on the desk creating a crack.

"FUCK!!" I pick up the lamp that is on my desk and throw it across the room causing Gemma to flinch at the sound of the crash. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" That is a hell of a lot of money to be missing and it was going to make life a bit difficult at the company and the packhouse. How can I manage to keep things running smoothly here and stay on top of the business? "We need to meet tomorrow! We need Lana, my dad, our top financial advisor and the lawyer. We have to figure out what to do before things get bad." Gemma nods and gets out of the chair.

"We will figure this out, I know we will. Either way, you aren't doing this alone." I nod at Gemma and watch her walk out of the office. This is worse than I thought and I don't know what to do about it. How the hell did they get access to our personal records? How did they take so much money without us realizing it? I don't know where to go for the answers, but I know I need answers desperately.

I'm no longer hungry, I'm just pissed now. A part of me wants to sleep, but I know that would be a wasted effort. I decide a workout will do me some good. I head down to the basement where we have a gym. If I do nothing else tonight, I plan to work out all of this aggression otherwise others may get hurt.