Filthy Secret

Seth smiled again. “Listen, speaking of making it special, I have an idea of something new I’d like to try tonight while you are feeling more sexy.”

Eva felt cold inside. This was it. He was going to put her on the spot for ass sex.

The doorbell rang and someone followed immediately with a deep, heavy

knock. It almost shook the frame of the house. Eva pictured the person using the heel of his hand in a closed fist for that knock. It was the way soldiers knocked before kicking the door down. For a brief moment, Eva was transported back to the old country where doors were kicked open often.

The deep knock came again rattling the house above them. “We should get that,” she said.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

He patted her butt and she stood up. He took a moment to try to adjust his boner in his sweatpants so that it laid down along one leg instead of standing out straight.

The knocker pounded against the door a third time. “I can get it,” Eva offered.

Seth waved her off as he waddled toward the steps. “I got it. Hold this thought. I want to come back to our conversation once I get rid of this guy.”

Eva did show her teeth as she followed behind Seth. She was hoping they would move on from the discussion of sticking it in her ass for one more night.

They walked past the overflowing boxes on the dinning room table and made their way to the front door.

Seth pulled the door open with the broad-shouldered man outside raising his fist for another knock. The man was more than a head taller than Seth. His muscles tested the limits of his steel gray suit. The man had dark hair cropped short and a gristle of beard forming on his face. His eyes were a shade of green that popped out at Eva.

Seth cleared his throat and his voice sounded small and weak as he said, “What do you want?”

The bigger man tilted his head. He pulled a black leather wallet out of his inside coat pocket. As the jacket flipped back, Eva caught a glimpse of a handgun in a holster on his hip. He opened the wallet showing an ID.

The man said, “My name is Agent Cain Bell. I’m with the local office of the FBI. I’d like to take a moment to come in and clear up a few questions we have.”

“What sort of questions?” Seth asked.

“The sort that makes us all feel better so that we can move on with our lives,” Agent Bell said.

Seth glanced back over his shoulder at Eva and then back at the agent. “I don’t think I want to do that.”

The agent stared back for a moment. He looked over Seth’s head at Eva and back down at Seth. “I kind of think you do, Mr. and Mrs. Glavin. I do.”

“Do you have a warrant?” Seth asked.

Agent Bell laughed. “No, but I could get one if that would make you feel better. Warrants let us dump out drawers and confiscate computers.

That would probably play hell with your perfectly legal perfectly compliant business, Mr. Glavin. I can go get a warrant and a few of my friends to do all that. Or you can invite me in for a nice, friendly conversation to be sure we can clear everything up.”

“Maybe I should get a lawyer first,” Seth said.

“That’s perfectly within your rights,” Agent Bell said. “If I have to talk through a lawyer, I prefer to do it in a dark interrogation room down at the headquarters. If we are doing things formally, I like to be all official, you understand.”

“Why are you harassing me? I haven’t done anything wrong.” “Then, you have nothing to hide, Seth. May I come in to talk?” “Are you trying to trump up charges for some reason? What’s your

game?”

Agent Bell shook his head. “If I was looking to charge you or harass you, I would get the warrant and I would take you in to scare you into confessing something in my dark interrogation room. I would be here with a partner instead of alone. So, do you care to talk to me informally or do we just get on with more formal interactions?”

“Just let him in, Seth,” Eva said.

Agent Bell looked at her and smiled. His green eyes struck her again. He said, “Your wife, Eva, has the right idea, Mr. Glavin. What do you say?”

Seth stepped aside. “Come in for a talk, but that’s it. Don’t try to strong

arm me into anything, Agent Bell.”

“You got it,” Agent Bell said as he stepped into the house. “Nice place you got here.”

Eva looked around at the clutter around the room and sighed. She thought the agent must be making fun of them.

“Thank you,” Seth said. “So, what do you want?”

“I need to talk with you about a few individuals that you aided in entering the United States,” Agent Bell said.

Seth swallowed and blinked a few times. Eva saw sweat beading around his face. He was looking splotchy too. The sweat made him look greasy to her. He said, “All my paperwork is in order.”

“You mind if I look through for what I need then?”

Seth rubbed his sleeve over his lip and then across his forehead. “You will need a warrant for that.”

“You’ve already invited me in,” Agent Bell said. “I can pretty much look at what I like if I see it out in plain sight and it looks suspicious.”

Cain Bell and Seth both looked past Eva at the boxes in the dining room

table.