Free GOTU - A Robin Marlette Novel by Mike McNeff Page B

and lips around him. His body arched. He urgently needed to be in her. He pulled her up on top of him. She kissed him and rocked back, using her hand to guide him into her. He gasped as he went deeper and deeper. Karen moved her hips in a way that nearly drove Robin wild. His eyes beheld the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, the woman who owned his heart and soul. He rolled them over and knelt over her, his thrusts moving to satisfy his desire and to please her. Karen wrapped her legs around him and he went deeper. Robin, lost in his wife's love could hold it no longer and came in spasmodic thrusts accompanied with a kiss long and deep and loving.
    Karen drifted closer to sleep. She felt so safe when Robin was home, especially when he snuggled against her back, his genitals nestled in the crevice of her buttocks. She enjoyed the afterglow of their love. Although Karen knew Robin was exhausted, she felt a little annoyed he fell asleep so quickly. They hadn't talked enough; she wanted to talk to her husband about a hundred different things. She knew this would be her last chance for days, maybe weeks, with this new case starting.
    Karen wondered why she loved this man so much. He focused on saving the world and didn't spend enough time with her or the kids. She knew he loved them all dearly, but she didn't understand why the dopers received more of his attention than his family. Karen felt herself slipping into sleep and decided to let herself go. She never slept well when Robin's work took him away. She might as well get a good night's sleep while she could.
    Miguel sat dark and still in the large leather chair in front of the fireplace. He sipped his fifth glass of whiskey as he watched the fire consume the mesquite with its hypnotic dance. The large mirror in on top of the fireplace revealed the flames lighting his eyes with a crimson flicker and surrounding them with undulating shadows, giving his face a demonic cast. Miguel's breath came slow and deep.
    His chest felt like it would split open. Ramon was the only person Miguel loved in his life. Their parents were killed when Miguel was ten and Ramon six. Since that time, Miguel had clawed, fought, bribed, extorted, and murdered to gain control of the world around him and keep the brothers together and away from the authorities. Miguel had even sold himself to older men for sex, because they paid good money—especially when he turned around and blackmailed them for more. It got the brothers out of cardboard shacks on the street and into decent apartments. Miguel cried no tears for Ramon. Whatever tears Miguel possessed dried up by the time he turned fifteen.
    His mind fixed on the name Robin Marlette—the man responsible for the loss of millions of dollars and several good men of Miguel's organization. Miguel had previously considered having Marlette killed, but had been dissuaded by Juan and Walton. They insisted such an act would cause a massive crackdown on the organization, including a shutdown of the border. Many people who relied on the open border protected and helped the organization because of Miguel's generosity. If the border shut down, they would turn against him.
    Miguel would be dissuaded no longer. He held Robin Marlette responsible for the death of his brother no matter who actually shot Ramon. Of course, they all must die, including Newman and Carlos, but Marlette must be made the example to all the American pigs. They all would learn Miguel Rodriguez-Lara was the most powerful man in the world. He would see this lesson would not be forgotten.

SEVEN
     
    Burke Jameson's feet hit the pavement in a rhythmic beat at four-thirty in the morning—“oh-dark-thirty,” as the saying went. Burke pushed himself through his workout an hour earlier than usual. He knew the minute he walked in the office Robin would ask if the pen registers were up. The machines record the numbers dialed by Walton and the numbers of his received calls. Burke wanted to be able to