Mordecai gave the Reverend and welcoming look. The man had been solid, hard working and thought ahead. Definitely someone to keep close. Very useful and keen on rewards. The Reverend was already rolling up his sleeves, what could be better.<br/><br/>The commotion in the Van caught Mordecai's attention. Frank and a young dolly baby emerged first. The report was welcomed. The handling of the young bitch was tastefully done. Frank's claim was no surprise but he had something in mind which he thought Frank would like a whole lot more and it involve the cunt he was holding.<br/><br/>"Hal," Mordecai said in a calm relaxed voice. "I want a word with you in a minute. Something special."<br/><br/>He turned his attention back to Frank and the question, "Hang on Frank, just hold her right here for a minute til we get them all out of the Van. I want 'em to see something."<br/><br/>He motioned to the Reverend and grinned as he spoke quietly, "Reverend, how bout popping into the Van and pulling out the last one. Jonesy looks like he's got his hands full of bitch right now."<br/><br/>Mordecai turned his look on the young bitch, concentrating hard into her eyes, "Don't you worry. We're gonna take real good care of you. All you have to do is cooperate, or not."<br/><br/>It was a good team. Good men. They deserved some rewards. He would be the supplier of those rewards. They just needed to understand what was at stake here. From their end anyway.<br/><br/>Mordecai cleared his throat and stood patiently waiting for the others to step out of the Van. The rattle of chains. He heard Jonesy speaking to the Rev from inside the Van and chuckled.<br/><br/>“Jonesy, later I’ll show you a satellite picture. It was beautiful,” He promised.<br/>