Divorced! Now what?
Chapter 188

Scott POV

The night was the best I have had in years. What is left of Hank's family is great; the two women that Thomas introduced us to are fine ladies. They joined in with our family chats and getting-to-know-you session and had a great time overall. I was a little shocked when Hank asked if I was willing to try sharing. I had never thought of ever sharing a woman, but these two ladies are extraordinary; they both do things for me. I could not choose which lady to hook up with when we met at Thomas's house. In the end, the ladies had to choose, and later, after we had enjoyed each other's company and were sitting in bed, Harper made the suggestion of the four of us getting in on together. I got hard at the suggestion, and we went a second round.

Later, at Hanks's place, he asked me about how I would feel about it, and by the time we finished our chat and the ladies came back to us, I learned that Hank was as nervous but keen as I was; I guess our relationship had just changed. Neither Hank nor I know what happens in a group session like this; I hope it does not mean I have to kiss Hank. But then we are both over our heads in this one and may explore that too. The idea does not repulse me as much as I thought it might, but until we are doing it, I will find out; the girls said they liked to watch two men together, and as much as we enjoy watching women, I am just not sure how I feel about all of that. This lifestyle has never entered my mind.

We spent the day together, though we still need to explore that side of it, and it was good fun. I like both women. Hank asked me to stay the week, and I said yes. I still have to go to work and have things I have been watching and waiting for movement; I get an alarm on my phone when there is movement, but it is not the same as going to work and taking a look at the computer and talking to the men. They are my life. I have trained many and do not want to let them down. I need to make sure the two houses are getting work done as we agreed.

In the morning, I headed out after breakfast. It was a school break, so the women were going to stay with Hank. I felt a pang of jealousy that he would have the two ladies to himself for the day, but I pushed past it; I would get my turn, too. The office was working well; they did not need me there, although they thanked me for the donuts I took for them. They love the ones with jam filling. I am happy to bring a couple of boxes when I pass through the donut shop.

I headed to Pam and Bob's place to check on the wall we are pulling down today. Pam and Bob will be away so that I can look around better. I felt a little rushed when Pam tried to tell me what she wanted to do, even though the email was not enough; I needed a good look and bang on a few walls.

Who knows what is behind them or in them? In the early years, they built hidden cavities to hide things in, like the safe that we have now. I even saw a secret room that was small, like today's safe rooms, no bigger than a small bathroom. I am interested in finding out what is behind her walls. The one she wanted to knock down was unsafe, but this other wall was interesting.

I arrived and spoke to my guys who were making the changes to bring up the code; as I said, half the house had been done, and I could not understand why they only did half a house. I suggested that Pam live on the other side of her home and that I rearrange her electricity and plumbing on this side.

'Come look at this boss and tell me what you think. Tyson led me upstairs to the room I was headed to next and showed me a hole in the wall they had already made, removing some bricks to find a hidden area. It was unusual to have a bricked wall like this.

I poked my head in the hole and tried to look around. It was like a whole new room. There was no window, so I would need to pull the wall down to see more clearly.

Tyson called some of the guys up to help me, and we set to work on pulling part of this wall down. We went carefully as the bricks were not filled well with mortar, and they had put a thick layer of plaster to cover them, and we didn't want the bricks to tumble down suddenly. We managed to get a large hole almost the size of a door and grabbed some torches.

The light lit the room, and I was glad I had experience with death, although Tyson was not so happy seeing the room as he turned and puked his guts up on the floor, followed by a couple of others. I managed to block away that sound and smell and concentrate on the room.

The room was not what I had expected to see; in the middle of the room was a table with eight chairs around it. In the chairs were skeletons, dressed in their Sunday best, even covered in dust and rotting away; you could tell they were refined, jewelry around the women's necks and clips in their hair. It was as if they were having dinner; plates and a tea set were on the table, and a five-star service was laid out, except they were tied to the chairs, both ankles on the chair legs, and their hands to the handrails of the chair, and lastly one around the waist. Tied against two walls were three men on each wall with strong ropes securing them to the walls by the hands above their heads, and their feet were spread apart, ankle tied to the other man's ankle. It looked like they may have had their mouths gagged. There were a total of six more bodies; it looked like they were bodyguards, and unless I missed my guess, this was all one family and a gang killing.

I pulled out my phone and dialed my good buddy.

'Hey, what's up?' Yep, that's Jacko for you. He only expects me to give him more work.

'What, no hello?' I joked back.

'Hello, now who's dead now?' he joked back, and he was going to choke back those words in a few minutes.

'Dead as a door nail, fourteen bodies for you to look at, bring your forensic team and coroner for this one. Think it is a gang execution. I said with little emotion. I was numb from the sight, and I am sure he will think it is fresh, which makes my day; he gets me so often it is nice to pay him back at least once.

'What?' he shouts down the phone, and I pull it away from my ear and chuckle. Knowing he took this the wrong way.

'A whole family, I would say, and their six bodyguards.' I continued as if he had not just shouted down the phone. 'Where?' He sounded none too happy. I bet he was thinking it was a recent event.

'At Bob and Pam's, we have just opened up a gap in a wall that Pam wanted us to remove, and there is a lovely dinner scene inside. You must come and see it. I would say it's about thirty or forty years old. I am still thinking about who owned this place back then. 'That was the old man and his family. He was the top syndicate in this area. They disappeared thirty years ago. No trace was ever found. I will get the team down there if my memory serves me well. By the way, I will get you back for scaring me like that. I chuckled, knowing he thought the gang wars had started.

Half an hour later, Jacko and three vehicles pull up in the driveway. We had managed to remove a lot of the wall by then, and I refused to let any of my guys go in the room; I was not sure if they worried about DNA back then, but I am hoping we get some good prints. It would make Jacko's day if they could solve this murder; now, the case can be opened, and not just a missing person or, should I say, family.

'Hi, glad you could make it so soon this way! I turned, not waiting for his comment, and the team all followed me up the stairs.

'We have made a larger hole, and it is safe for you to enter and do your magic in there. I stepped back and let Jacko and the coroner look in.

'Can you get more light in there?' I looked at my guys, and one took off out the door.

'Yes, let me know where you want the light once you are there!

'Think is definitely an execution. I hope you can get DNA or something I can work on, Harry. I want this person caught! Jacko growled as he put on the covers over his shoes and carefully walked in.

I watched them work for a while, trying to listen and positively identify them. I have to agree that the family that disappeared fits the description. If Jacko is correct, this man and his family were related to the royal family, and there was a big fight over power back then, in which case, this could lead back to them. I hope it does; that man has claimed diplomatic immunity too many times over the years, and I hope we can nail him this time and waive the diplomatic BS.