He wasn’t dumb. I could see in his eyes that he knew that if he said no, I wouldn’t kill him. That I would need him alive to confess the details and close those investigations. But he’d already made his mind up to die.
“Bedroom closet. Under the carpet. Journal. Full descriptions. Burial site.” He raised the gun quickly this time, maybe thinking to take one of us out before the other got him.
I’d been ready for it, and moved left and yelled “Thanks,” as he shot through the air where I had been a split second before. I shot him through the head. His body fell backwards against the wall and slid down to the floor, leaving a bloody trail on the wall. I walked forward, still covering him, and kicked away his gun.
“Nice shot,” Buddy said.
*****
“You put one through his eye, my little yellow friend. Through his fucking eye! That’s acceptable marksmanship.”
Meyer was out of ICU and I was sitting next to his new bed in a regular hospital room. Dawn, Mary Beth, and Jay were standing at the foot of the bed. Meyer was looking and feeling much better. His new nurse had told me that Meyer had copped a little feel when she gave him his last sponge bath.
“He said he was sorry,” she said. “Then he said it wasn’t fair that I was having all the fun.”
“I’m sorry about that,” I said. She just grinned.
“It means he’s getting better,” she said. “And if I threw a big fit every time a patient grabbed my ass I’d have a stroke by the end of the week.”
Now, looking down at him, I said, “Are you really going to be okay?”
He smiled back at me. “I really am. Sorry, but you’re not getting my job this week.”
I looked away. “I thought I’d lost you,” I said. My voice was hoarse.
He sighed and put his hand over mine. “Okay, just this once, I’m going to be open and honest and not sarcastic. If you tell anyone, I’ll fucking kill you.”
I looked at him.
“I love you like a son, Johnny. Like the son I never had. If I died, who would keep your hapless Asian ass out of trouble? I’m not going anywhere until I retire. And after that I’ll still be around for you.”
I moved my hand until we were clasping them, fist style. “Thanks Dad,” I said. Tears were running down his cheeks and, I realized, down mine as well.
“Crybaby,” he said, then rubbed his own face. Then, “Hey. Who’s the new hottie?”
“Meyer, meet Jay. Jay, Meyer.”
Jay came over to the bed. Her left arm was in a sling but the bullet wound was healing up nicely. She leaned over the bed and kissed Meyer gently.
“Thank you for taking care of my Johnny,” she said.
“You’re welcome. What’s up with the arm?”
I told Meyer the whole story. It took a while.
“So you see, not so great marksmanship after all. I had the stance set and all the time in the world. Ten feet, max. Just a little sideways move at the end.”
“You murdered him.”
“Yep.”
Meyer stared at me for a while.
“Good deal,” he said. “Although what you said about him getting gang raped in prison was exactly right. I wish he’d been able to experience that before he died.”
“Buddy and I weren’t up for it,” I said. Meyer laughed. “Seriously, you should have seen his moves. I was afraid that if we didn’t kill him he would escape custody pretty easily.”
“Trust me,” Meyer said. “I saw enough of his moves. I’m glad you killed him.” He closed his eyes and I wondered whether he was going to sleep. Then, “Johnny, are you in the clear?”
“Yep,” I said. “The shooting investigation cleared me. There’s not much difference in the crime scene afterwards between a guy raising his gun and a guy pointing his gun right at you before you kill him. The Chief gave me a ration of shit for staking this guy out with just Buddy, then said we would probably both get commendations and maybe medals for taking out a serial killer and trained assassin by ourselves.”
“Feds pissed?”
“The Feds disavow any knowledge of this guy or his activities.”
“Then how did the Chief know he was an assassin?”
“I figured out who Georgia was. She agreed to tell the Chief and Councilman Jansen what she knew about him.”
“That could come back to haunt her,” Meyer said.
“She said that. She also said it was worth the risk to corroborate what I told them. She flat out told the Chief that I had done the world a great service.” I looked at Meyer. “When we were alone, she thanked me for killing the man who had shot you.”
He stared at me again.
“How much did she thank you?”
“Whoa, partner. The usual non-sexual amount.”
His gaze softened.
“Meyer, you got a little something going with her?”
He smiled. “From time to time,” he said.
“She’s coming to visit you later today,” I said.
“Things are looking up,” he said.
“Yeah, well… keep the sex gentle. Nothing kills the mood like blood from a reopened wound.” I looked at Jay and she gave me a pained smile. “Don’t ask me how I know,” I said.
His nurse came into the room pushing a cart that had ‘sponge bath’ written all over it. I stood up.
“Well, I guess we’ll be going,” I said. “Get better fast. And stop feeling up the nurse.”
“Hey, shut up, Buzz Kill,” the nurse said.
“What she said,” Meyer said.
“Okay, okay,” I said. “At least save some for Georgia.”
“That, I’ll do,” he said.
*****
Jay lived with us while she healed and we got to know her very well. As soon as she was able, we once again included her in our lovemaking. Dawn, Mary Beth, and I talked things over. By this time we were all in love with Jay. I was still fascinated with how I could be in love with three women at the same time. Dawn said she thought that everyone was capable of being in love with multiple people but, given the rules of our society, they never get the chance to experience it fully.
We invited Jay to live with us and she gleefully accepted. I worked out a lot and hydrated a lot and took my vitamins and, thanks to my ninja sex skills, I managed to keep all three of them satisfied. I readily admit that I’m aided by the fact that they also satisfy each other.
Jay was going down on me while Dawn and Mary Beth watched. Jay’s throat felt fantastic. She was doing the thing where she swallowed around my cock. She came up for air. “Now you,” she said.
Mary Beth leaned over and took all of me into her mouth for the second time ever. She swallowed around me for a while and I groaned. “I’m close,” I said.
Mary Beth pulled off me with a grin. “Thanks Jay,” she said. “I think I can do it every time now.”