<strong>Mordecai ~ with Frank</strong><br/><br/>Frank was Mordecai's kind of thinker. It was one of the reasons he wanted Frank on the team. There were others but right now those other reasons didn't count.<br/><br/>Mordecai mulled over what Frank said. Fear, training and line of sight supervision. Not that the bitches were ready for a job. If their cage door was left open today they'd be gone. Mordecai was sure of that. He was also sure that fear would elicit obedience which was half of the prescription to success.<br/><br/>So what was the other half of the ingredients.  What kept men like Frank pulling jobs for guys like Mordecai in the first place.  If Mordecai had an answer to that he'd have the key to the bitches loyalty.<br/><br/>Mordecai nodded, "Thanks Frank, it's why I asked you. I wanted your two cents."<br/><br/>"OH, Madeline showed up this morning with a present. It's in isolation. I'm gonna get it hard broke quickly."<br/><br/>"In the meantime, how about taking your bitch to the clinic and letting Helen look her over," Mordecai requested.<br/><br/>"And just so you know," Mordecai paused for a moment, "It's payday and there's something extra in it for you. The transfers were completed early this morning."<br/><br/>"Good job Frank," Mordecai said and meant it.<br/><br/>"You see which way Jonesy went?"<br/><br/>