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Until Your Last Breath - The Last Uncivilised Man
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Short Story by: Winter Morris
Winter Morris
Until Your Last Breath –
The last uncivilised man
Love Lust Revenge Mayhem
A Jacob novel
Chapter 1: London Present
It was raining, that was ok he liked the rain; he wasn't bothered by the actual mechanics of it raining, because in the U.K. it always rained. Rather he appreciated and used the effect that rain had on people. People automatically became less observant of their surroundings and more importantly to Jacob less interested in the people around them, people also hurried around so it was easy to blend out of the general populace and become invisible even if natures gifts dictated that should be almost impossible at. 6.1' and 95 kilos, even if they were carried on unusually nimble feet.
Glancing at his watch in the sporadic light given off from the streetlamps and a half full moon, checking the time without stopping, "good" he thought, he was on a schedule, that he had planned everything meticulously over four weeks, it wouldn't do now to be late for any reason, he casually observed that to keep on schedule he would have to take a quick short cut through the park towards his destination. Silhouetted in the gloom towering like a monolith his destination the ever looming excelsior hotel silhouetted in the distance shrouded in rain and street lights, his destination. Taking up a short jogging pace he turned into Jashford park, two minutes into an easy rhythmic pace so intent on his destination, he almost failed to notice, a shadow detached itself from a tree just as he passed by it just within his periphery just as he was about to dismiss it as a fox or some other nocturnal creature seeking shelter form the rain.. When another shadow, detached itself from the gloom to stand in his path. Jacob slowed to a brisk walk glancing behind him at the unmistakable man shaped shadow keeping pace with him form behind the shadow in front of him materialised 12 feet in front of him turning into a bedraggled but gruff looking man with eyes hidden, underneath a battered old NYC hat both dressed in dark clothes.
"Bit late for a night jog isn't it rudes" the shadow ahead called out
"Specially dressed all nice" came a tittering voice behind
Without breaking stride Jacob replied "sorry gents love to chat but I'm late for an appointment"
At which point the shadow with the hat dipped his hand into his coat and produced a dull blade which gleamed wickedly in the moonlight
"Look mate hand over your fucking money or I'm going to wet you, get me?"
he heard the shadow behind him laugh and skip walk closer to him, glancing behind he turned his body 90 degrees to the left and started to walk backwards so that now he had both shadows in his periphery. Sinking back off the path the two muggers now ten feet or so that was between them Jacob smile a tight humourless smile and looked the approaching man in the eyes whilst removing his wallet
Look lads I don't want any trouble so how about you take this have a couple of drinks on me and call it quits?
Without taking his eyes off the man in front of him Jacob pulled out a crisp 50 pound note
The man with the knife's eyes lit up and at an unspoken command the two men closed in from either side fast,
"Nah blood that's too easy and there must be a shit load more where that came from"
"Fine then have it all"
Throwing his wallet underarm in a quick short ark spilling notes in the air towards the knife man closing in, Jacob moved as soon as the mans eyes were following the trajectory of the thrown wallet rain and notes obscuring his vision he only noticed Jacob was moving towards him just as he caught the wallet, by which time it was too late as vice like hands closed over his own, turning his right arm back on itself he found that he was staring at his own knife inches from his eyes, his wrist bent backwards held immobile by two arms the size of thighs and his elbow wedged in Jacobs chest.. as he look in the unflinching eyes… agony bloomed as his wrist made a popping sound and was twisted and broken like a rotting branch, eyes filling with tears Jacobs locking his arm to his chest prevented him from sliding to the floor, whilst still manipulating the now dislocated wrist and forearm. To turn the would be robber
With an audible sigh mercifully he passed out, Jacob whilst in the process of breaking his wrist had turned his first assailant around so his back was acting as a shield from his partner who was fast approaching. Jacob propelling the unconscious knifeman backwards towards, his accomplice as though he weighed no more than a bag of sugar, unprepared the man got caught head on by the dead weight and went down hard on the rain soaked ground temporarily stunned he just managed to refocus his gaze though the rain and dark upwards, just in time to see the boot arching down towards his face.
Picking his up wallet and now damp notes Jacob placed a single fifty on the forehead of one of the downed assailants.
"You girls just had to go and do that the hard way didn't you?"
Turning towards his destination without a backwards glance, he resumed his jog slipping wraithlike through the trees.
Chapter 2
Exiting the other side of the park Jacob crossed the road beside the exclusive Excelsior hotel and follows down the side alley marked by service entrance and enters the kitchen, as usual the air perfumed with the smells of many an exquisite and expensive dishes, the clattering and washing of pans and the goading and shouting of the chefs to their subordinates, negotiating through the twirling waiters and chefs and avoiding cutlery into waiting sinks a totally organised chaos before him Jacob nodded hello's and acknowledgements on his way through until he arrived at the door marked staff changing room. Striding in through the door he took in the room in one sweeping look, paused briefly to nod at a waiter who sat heavily on a bench, pulling off his shoes each one coming off, bringing a wider smile of relief than the next. Jacob stopped in front of the locker with the name he is currently working under, Nathan Todd. Nathan Todd he thought smiling privately to himself as he remembered the real Nathan Todd to whom he owes his current pseudonym 5'8" light skin guy almost Puerto Rican looking and the biggest brothel owner in southern México City, quick with jokes fists and an eye for the ladies.
Unbolting the locker quickly he removed his outer coat to reveal the smart black waistcoat and trousers of a waiter with an immaculate white shirt which he then adorned with the badge he reaches into the locker for, final check on his appearance on the doors inside mirror, he sets back off toward the kitchen.
"Ah Nathan perfect timing"
Coming through the doors Jacob is met by one of the hotels chefs Rafael Benito
"Yes chef, ready chef!" Jacobs's ready reply came out easily
Nathan my boy that's why you will do so well in this business quick attentive and punctual! Turning to a half cowering waiter
Hugh you'd do well to take after his example, sometimes I wonder why I keep you on
Yes ch ch chef the little man stuttered
Wincing at the reply Rafael made a brave attempt at putting his arm around Nathans shoulders in a conspiratorial manner.
Right the foods ready and I need someone reliable to take this food to the penthouse, Mr McPherson he say that if we send the food up with a clumsy numb nuts, like martin was yesterday.. Again, in his words he will neuter the prick that sent him, so I'm sending you, got it? The trolleys ready and the food… is it ready (shouting to the Hugh)
"Yes ch ch chef"
Then off you go m'boy he said smiling broadly at Jacob
"Yes chef "
It amazed Jacob with how easily he had been accepted by the staff that worked here considering he thought as he well knew, the amount of transient staff they must employ on daily weekly and monthly basis, the work though repetitive was not that hard you just had to have an eye for detail which he had, and manners which he had in abundance. No doubt he thought smiling to himself as he waited for the penthouse lift to open
Who would have thought it? I could have made a career of this,
But tonight would be Nathans last night here.
Typical elevator muzak an easy listening version of a pop song he liked tragedy, quite apt for tonight. The lift shuddered to a stop with a "bing" he shunted his trolley with its precious cargo forward as with all food trolleys this one appeared to have been made to move in any direction barring straight ahead. The lift opened out into a wide mouthed corridor littered with ornate marble sculptures and pictures on the wall twenty feet from the lift were a set of double doors with two double human beings standing in front of them it wasn't that the bodyguards were big Jacob mused but rather it looked as though they had been inflated to the point just before they might burst, with an air of indifference Jacob rattled and chinked his way towards the bodyguards
One of the bodyguards who looked as though someone had just balance a pebble on a huge rock in some sort of snowman parody, a head set on a huge pair of shoulders, sans neck, held up his bear sized paw of a hand at Jacobs chest level barring further progression
"Gonna have to check you before you come in pretty boy"
"Not likely take it in yourself; I don't get paid enough to get my balls felt up by the honey monster"
At that Jacob turned on his heel to head towards the lift
"Why you cheeky fucker, come here!"
A ham hock sized hand fell onto Jacobs shoulder
Predictable Jacob thought, instead of pulling against the force pulling him back, Jacob allowed it to assist his momentum using the balls of his right foot to launch himself back burying an elbow into the man mountain's solar plexus. With a whooshing side the man expelled all breath and seemingly deflated to his knees just as the other guard looking over to his left in disbelief at what he had expected to be a waiter getting a slap could react, Jacob buried a knife strike into his Adams apple and a savage left hook that utilised Jacob pivoting 180 degrees to his right burying his left fist into the mans groin. Jacob turned his back on the bodyguard as he fell log like to the floor making whimpering noises in between catching his breath, and kicked his partner, who was through sheer force of will trying to stand up and breathe at the same time on giraffe legs, in the head.
"Three points for the win" Jacob mused
A quick search in either mans jackets revealed a cosh immediately pocketed and a pair of knuckle dusters which he slipped on whilst cautiously opening one of the penthouse doors at a crouch Jacob peered in, at what would have been chest height had he been standing, exploded on his head, looking up his forehead grazed a. He was already sinking backwards out of the door entrance as his mind was translating the object and screaming the word knife just as two more loud thuds tattooed the door
Shouting over his heartbeat which was suddenly in his throat Jacob yelled
"If you don't want your dinner you could just return it and ask to speak the management, like normal people do?" I don't suppose I'm getting a tip?
There was no reply, but a sudden noise of casters rolling on metal track and a tell tale movement of new air moving through the suite
"Shit," cautiously back on the balls of his feet he duck walked to the doorway daring this time to peak his head through the door as expected the patio doors were open. giving the room a quick once over which was easy to do as it was all open plan Jacob ran through the penthouse dodging leather sofas and vaulting over a glass table which had a small bag of white powder and the same white powder lined up eight separate columns with discarded rolled up bank notes beside it, to the open patio window which opened onto a balcony, he looked to his right then to his left just in time to catch, a left hook angling towards him which exploded against the side of his jaw like a sledgehammer, staggering backwards and attempting to roll with the punch which he hadn't seen, saved him from the uppercut which passed in front of his nose the violence of its passing making the air tickle it like a feather.
"Where's your fucking funny comments now cunt?" a heavy manchunian accent spat
Reeling back Jacobs head felt as though it was filled with sand and thoughts were the particles just bouncing around his head in incoherent patterns.
from the shadow of the balcony in stepped McPherson solidly built in the way only serious gym time would indicate, and fitted into designer clothes clearly intended for a man of more a European build, with a shirt draped open over a vest and skinny blue jeans that looked decidedly restrictive and a pear of brogues that looked as thought they could pay for a weeks stay in the penthouse he was living in, as he moved in on Jacob that light revealed he also sported a designer Mohican as though he was from some long line of bodybuilding American Indians, Jacob remembered seeing some kid from a school set musical drama who also had one and a rap star.. But mainly Jacob could see his eyes were wild almost vacant and he had what looked to be powder being blown from his nose like some mythical bull blowing steam.
"I'm gonna break you in two you fucking bastard"
Jacob still reeling back sent a silent thanks that McPherson seemed chemically compelled to talk about how bad he wanted to hurt Jacob rather than just focussing on the task in hand, Jacob knew from experience that the person in any fight who is first to the floor, doesn't usually get the option of getting back up
"You're not my type and you haven't even suggested dinner and a movie" Jacob goaded
Jacob s head cleared enough to duck underneath a blistering right haymaker, he countered by hook punching McPherson in his ribcage on the right hand side, he was rewarded by a small exhalation of air and a slight step back form McPherson, rising up on the balls of his feet Jacob followed with a quick right hook to his ribs and a left cross to the his jaw.
Blood, saliva and teeth followed the wet cracking sound as knuckle duster connected with jaw bone. The snapping of his head to the left, McPherson took a tentative half step forward on a foot that seemed to step into nothingness as his legs buckled he collapsed into himself like a puppet whose strings were suddenly cut, McPherson then fell forward lying on his face making a laboured wet gurgling sounds as blood pooled out of his mouth slowly spreading around his head, like some demonic version of a stained glass window halo.
"fuck, fuck, fuck" Jacob cursed, each word punctuated by a vicious kick to the now unconscious man, relief, fear and the depleting adrenaline leaving his system caused him to feel as though his body now weighed double, and his head was throbbing.
Jacob thought with a bloody smile crossing his face that if this was a scene from a movie when the good guy wins he's obliged to says something cool afterwards, like if your going to fight, fight don't talk. But this wasn't a movie and he fell to his knees doubling up hands on knees trying not to puke up the entire contents of his stomach.
In between ragged breaths Jacob said to the prone body,
"Can't we all just get along?"
Before leaving the suite Jacob had a quick check over the room which he had cleaned his existence from, casting and eye over the three men who had been masking taped into
sitting positions, he pulled the door closed. In addition to three throwing knives he had collected, he had also found a small rucksack which he had stuffed with the bundles on the table he hadn't counted it but had estimated that it was around the region of fifteen thousand pounds, not that money played any part in motivating him, he was he thought wryly, a not for profit organisation, but it would come in handy in the weeks to come.
He called the last number on the phone,
"Mac what's up?" A voice questioned
"I'm coming let them know"
"What? Who? Who the hell is this and where's Mac?" The voice asked
Jacob laughed evilly and hung up and turned the phone off, took the stairs down beside the lift he came up in all the way down to the side door next to the kitchen. After removing the prosthetic mask when he was clear in the alley way, a little lighter fluid and a quick flick of his lighter near the pile and Nathan was no more, Jacob however exited the alley and disappeared into the embrace of the waiting night
Later on when the three men in the suite were found by a hotel staff who couldn't rouse Mr McPherson they found him and his "employees" duct taped together each in strangely recognisable poses seated poses on the far left McPherson was duct taped in a sitting position with his hands taped over his eyes, the man on McPherson left conscious with tears running down his eyes was taped in the same position the only difference being his hands were taped to his ears and to his left his partner was sat tears running freely down his face with his hands taped over his mouth, looking mutely to the obviously dead man to his left, but what made the receptionist lose her lunch all over her newly purchased Manolo Blahniks was that the eyes, ears and tongue of each man respectively was arranged on a china plate in front of them.
Chapter 3
The dream always started the same way at the precise moment five years ago that he had had his world shaken upside down, he was eating with his fiancé Julia at a bistro he was there in the moment looking at her as the light of the beginning of September framed her face making her look as he told her like an angel, he remembered her telling him that she was only as good as he was bad and they held hands, he smiled as he saw her twirling round asking his advice on a summer dress he new made her look gorgeous but was stumped when she asked him about the lines and how it was cut and the traditional question whether it made her bum look big in it. the day cut to the evening flashes of night leering faces he remembers an animal roaring in his ears so loud he could barely think mixed with screams and being hit again and again and again, continually until the world ran in, then a different snapshot of memory, choking on blood, looking for Julia seeing her just before the world exploded and he sat up bolt upright.
"Julia!" it was the same nightmare that had plagued him every night for the last five years, wearily he wiped a hand over his face feeling the stubble that had adorned him for the last three days it was still dark, he fumbled over the bedside table for the glass of water he knew was there
"Boy you always make so much noise in the night hehehe shall I go and make you some tea?"
I'd rather you didn't old woman it tastes like boiled grass and nut sacks and it gives me the runs"
It's good for you hehhehheh "cough cough" healthy bowel movements instead of constipation I find that you youngsters all have today grunt and sound like someone is giving birth to rocks in a bucket"
she crouched over an imaginary bowl eyes close head tilted up to the heavens fists clenched shaking slightly
"huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuurrrrrgggflump!" heh heh heh not good for you, not good at all said the old woman cackling to herself whilst stroking the wisps on her chin hair thoughtfully
Try to get back to sleep here take this and she handed over a tablet
"Take take take, you sleep until it's time"
Jacob popped the tablets in his mouth and washed them down with water, immediately regretting his decision as he was left with a bitter taste in his mouth.
"It tastes disgusting" Jacob tried to keep the contents of his stomach where they werewhat's in it?"
"It's herbal and you don't really want to know hehehe now sleep. I don't want to have you disturbing my sleep again tonight, I might have to beat you and that would be such a waste such a waste of my time and energy. shaking her head she tottered out of the room. "So unsuitable, so unsuitable"
Jacob lay down and this time his sleep was blissfully, without dreams.
Chapter 4: Paris France Present
"She" awoke as usual at 5.30am and ran through a series of stretches designed not just to limber her up, but also gear her mind to the days tasks in hands, she had many names by which her acquaintances and business partners called her by, but the name she was most known by, in hushed circles of people with limitless funds, who had special assignments that they wanted carried out to the letter; with no way of being connected to them to themselves.. was "She"
This had always been the way she had been addressed, as an unwanted child, shocked almost mute from the death of her parents in car accident only she walked away from, miraculously unscathed covered head to toe in the blood entrails and brain matter of her parents who were both beheaded as a juggernaught from the apposing freeway traffic had slid out of control, the tail end of which even though the driver had valiantly tried to stop in a smoke hazed screeching and spinning the wheel in his cab had skipped out sideways and swung into the path of her parents car where it had bounded leaping up and down as the brakes tried to restrain the loads momentum then it bounced almost in slow-motion into her parents shiny blue car removing any trace of the car beyond bonnet level and for her all hopes of a normal life.
Thrust into the care of a distant relative who had resented her femaleness and punished her mercilessly for it, until he had spotted an unexpected glimmer of talent that was forced ruthlessly to flourish under unforgiving eyes and hands that demanded perfection, unconsciously she touched and rubbed at one of the long healed trails of scar tissue on te top of her back, one of a whole network of ugly old wounds which disfigured it in it's entirety but which she wore and cherished lovingly as a perverse badge of honour.
She resumed her stance and continued her form, circular catlike sweeps of arms and legs darting forwards down low high and from acute angles, all of which could have seemed balletic if captured by a stills camera, but the softness of each sweep, which led to faster and yet faster still were punctuated by strikes by foot, hand, knee and elbow, but it was the cold fixed stare of deadly concentration and economy of motion which gave an indication of the strength and purpose behind each movement. Two hours later after warming up, then later a warm down she was finished. she gave a thought to the day of the meeting she had in London for a business arrangement that would bolster her coffers enormously,
Luxuriating in a shower so hot she felt pins and needles underneath her skin, she moved her hands over her body marvelling as always as she did her figure flat stomach lithe strong limbs with just enough sweep of breasts to attract the attention and enhance her figure without being considered to unwieldy, her nipples were erect from the heat of the shower and she strolled them enjoying the sensation and the heat from the shower at the same time pulling them gently she let out a little moan and it wasn't before long that her left hand was against the wall whilst her right hand arched lower to her mons she felt herself engorged then slowly unfurl as the heat in the shower wasn't just concentrated from the water anymore, slowly with deft fingers she allowed herself to probe gently at first slow sensual movements which allowed all of her senses to become enhanced slowly at first then building to a crescendo of feeling then she came a slow animalistic moan torn from her she shuddered and breathed in heavy ragged gasps, and allowed herself cede control and slowly slump to the floor as the heat from the shower beat down on her. As she became more aware of her surroundings she could here the sound of her mobile phones, thanking whatever gods were watching for not interrupting her only moments earlier, she jumped out of the shower not bothering with a towel to her bedroom where she answered her current contact phone.
She listened as the scrambled phone spoke in even tones telling her about an assignment that a client wanted her and only her to look into, hearing the nature of the assignment she told her in-between, her fee. she never asked, and she was never refused, in the circles that people who even knew of her existence, it was known that if she accepted the assignment, "She" named her fee, to refuse her price or not to pay what was owed was to become her next assignment, as a little known west African dictator found out whilst giving his inauguration speech. after winning the rigged elections for the twentieth year, running toward a crowd of jubilant followers all ring fenced by armed guards who were helping the crowd find their voices. an explosion of one of the gas tanks behind the stage exploded tearing a hole in his back, which after extensive surgery saved his life but left him without the use of his legs, two days later the money which had been conveniently unpaid into her accounts was deposited. "She" was pleased she had got over her initial impulse and had allowed herself the forethought not to kill him, dead men can't authorise bank transfers, and her point had been made. The clients target died mysteriously two days later, not that it had mattered to him by that point, But it had mattered to her and that was all that was important..
Chapter 5: Present
Detective Inspector Dan McCarthy was a hard-bitten cops cop, an ex rugby player with a face only a mother could love, as his mother used to tell him, though when he smiled he could melt the heart of angels, as long as the angels in question liked cauliflower ears. He had worked his way up through the ranks on merit and hard work with a minimum of arse kissing, gaining the respect of his fellow police officers and superiors alike. He was now about to enter his fiftieth and year and as much as he dreaded that milestone, especially with Janice she who must be obeyed indoors bending his ears about having some sort of party. Party the very thought of standing around drinking as though you could still cope with hangovers and dancing nostalgically to music they used to listen to when you were kids and entitled to get pissed and fumble in the dark at the slightest drop of a pheromone, made him feel a little depressed and as he hadn't told her yet that he was contemplating early retirement. It would be nice he mused not to do a job that made you want to feel like washing your mind mentally at the end of a case and in most cases a shift depending on the outcome, which was more than often negative. His dad had had no love or understanding when as a bright idealistic sixteen ear old he had declared proudly that he wanted to become a police officer at the dining room table to his shocked dockworker father who had merely grunted and looked up over his newspaper and said ok son if you can last a year you have my backing 32 years later he grinned at the fact that ever year on the year he had goaded himself onwards by using the same phrase almost as a mantra "just give it another year if I don't like it I can always quit" now he was looking at early retirement due to the time he had put into the job, he wouldn't say he was meant to do this job, but rather he had been moulded around it.. If this job was advertised in a newspaper Janice would say to him on an evening when he had managed to get home before she was asleep, it would say
"Join the post-lice (as most of the real work happened after the fact she said) work hard for your community and neighbours earning nothing but their unending scorn dirty looks and distrust, working unsociable hours that no human being can work without first booking himself into rehab or relationship counselling, seeing things that human beings just aren't equipped to see that will drive you to drink drugs or depression all for wages good enough to reflect the fact you protect and serve not prosecute and defend"
He arrived at the crime scene flanked by lots of flapping vultures flying by on motorbikes, his term for the press, upon arrival he was taken inside where his self confessed minion a bright early twenties career copper sergeant
"So what do have we got" he asked David Hardwick his sergeant as they got in the lift to get to the heart of the crime scene
We've got three victims in total, two who aren't sure they're glad to be alive sir, and one if he had been still alive would be wishing he wasn't.
Ok McCarthy knew from his sergeant's voice it wasn't likely to be pretty and he was glad in this instance that at lunch he had decided against having a pudding
Lets go in then , as the doors to the lift or elevator as the yanks called opened into the opulent corridor the more police tape and markers adorned it walking
signs of a struggle or disturbance was evident as they got closer to the suite doors the CSI's as they liked to be called was inspecting three holes in the doors
Interesting McCarthy mused, any idea what causes those?
No sir, we're measuring them up at the moment the labs can work it out for us? David replied
Nodding prefuntually at two men who appeared to be applying foundation to an unappreciating door jam were two men dressed in white protective clothing including head covering, they reminded him of a ninja video he watched in the 80's where all the good ninja's wore white. If only it was that simple he thought, shades of grey are always shades of grey. McCarthy entered into the room and was immediately hit with the warm smell of rotting meat that reminded of the initial smell that hits a person going into a butcher.
Sir the black markers there in front of the sofa indicate the position of the three victims.
David continued but McCarthy couldn't hear him as David's voice had become background noise as he observed the gruesome trio of body parts on expensive china laid before him.
What the fuck McCarthy whispered under his breath, he swallowed quickly before the lump in his throat and the tightness in his gut got any worse, still after all these years on the job you never get used to it
So do we have any Id's of the victims?
Yes sir we have a Mr James McPherson 32 now deceased, Neil Phipps 29 alive though severely traumatised that's his tongue, and Michael smith who's ears they belong too
I don't suppose any of them want to talk?? McCarthy caught the look of humour that glinted in his subordinate's eyes, squashing any prospect of gallows the humour that cops all share in life and death situation, such as this he made his eyes harden to convey the warning.
You know what I mean
No sir apparently due to the heat of the room and what we're estimating to be the length of time they were here both gentlemen lost a considerable amount of blood and aren't I any fit state to talk about what happened here
Casting his eye onto the tabletop not three feet away from them upon which were perched eight fat slug like lines of white powder with two telltale rolled up notes which appeared to be fifty's judging from the colour of them. McCarthy raised an eyebrow in the direction of the table
And what do our three gentlemen do for a living Davies?
According to our records sir the deceased is a local businessman and his two friends with him worked for him.
Are any of them known to us Davies?
Yes sir the deceased has had numerous charges of assault and battery and he was charged with the rape and actual bodily harm of a two under aged girls one fourteen year old and a 15 year old a few years back but the crown prosecution dropped the cases, there were rumours of intimidation and large sums of money involved nothing concrete and in both instances the families of the girls left the country. He also has been a person of interest with the serious crimes unit, allegedly gangland connections sir
So no shortage of potential enemies them and someone wanted him to suffer, which he undoubtedly did. What about the two other victims, both have long histories of violence short prison terms punctuated by various allegations of harassment, but nothing form them for about three years, they seem to have been keeping their noses clean, or at least under our radar. Davies said whilst walking him around the penthouse, staggering views of the city lay beneath them... With a slight chill as McCarthy realised as he got closer to the main patio doors that one of them was ajar.
Any suspects yet?
Not yet sir the kitchen staff are worried about one of the members of there team who came and took up food round about, as much as we can ascertain it the same time as this happened so if he saw anything he may have been taken with whoever did this, either way sir until they send over their cctv footage we haven't got a lot to go on.
McCarthy said, Well someone wanted to leave some sort of message to someone, until we figure out who it's from and who it's a too; I fear this may only be the start of something really bad.
Chapter 6: New York Present
In a skyscraper in the centre of Manhattan a whole floor was dedicated to the owner of the building, the thirteenth floor he had done this deliberately as a personal two fingered salute to the alleged forces he could not control, in his world there was nothing he couldn't control, most buildings having a twelfth and then a fourteen floor.
There was nothing to indicate his status the décor of his office was not particularly flashy, and far away from anything that could be called opulent, just comfortable. In a large corner office overlooking the city, a pair of elegantly manicured nails gently rested the phone into the cradle it was a modern take on an early telephone design, but he just loved the click as it fell into place.
This could be considered his whole ethos, loving things to just fit into place, he swivelled his chair around soundlessly to address his three guests, though he was smiling warmly to them each of them, that just seemed to exacerbate their collective discomfort and though each tried to hide it he knew they all preferred to spend as little time in his company as possible.
Dragging the tension on he just looked at them without speaking for slightly longer than he needed to making them even more nervous at the appraising stare of his piercing grey eyes. Finally he broke it.
Gentlemen and Lady, we will have a report on what happened within the week all is in hand people close to the case will be giving us regular updates, as to what's going on and why Mcpherson's dead, god knows that being the savage piece of filth he was, it could have been for any reason. But for one of his me to receive a call from someone to say he is coming, sounds a little more than revenge killing.
This is made clear especially through the manner of his death.
Manner, Graves?
Yes whom ever killed Mcpherson left him ad the two apes with him as a human representation of hear no evil speak no evil and see no evil. Mcpherson was see no evil.
Inwardly he chuckled as the two men blanched but the only woman present looked on impassively
Graves continued "I want to know if any of our rivals were behind his death the last thing I want to have to deal with is an attempted hostile takeover of our ventures. To this end I would like to send Mr Davies to the U.K. to shore up operations"
"That sounds like an excellent plan, Mr Davies would be an excellent choice" the more elderly of the two men sitting in front of him dressed in brogues and tweed jacket like a charactured stereotypical English teacher concurred
"Shouldn't one of us be there without McPherson we have no one to head up our current operation and I would hate to have our plans delayed over this?" The elegantly dressed lady decked head to toe in muted refinement asked.
That sounds acceptable Lynn, you can make arrangements to fly over to the uk ext week, you Stan make sure that McPherson's second in command is able enough to keep the troops inline, tell him to do whatever he needs to just make sure that everything is as it should be. The younger of the two men nodded slightly in acknowledgement
At this juncture, they knew they were dismissed and as a group got up and left the room. Graves sat there still smiling dwelling on what had happened to McPherson, he had been thinking about disappearing him for the last year anyway, his predilections were becoming more than just a occasional nuisance, so his death was no loss, but with the possibility of some conflict from a mystery man he couldn't help but grin, but it held no warmth it was cold hard an vicious. Maybe this year would be more interesting than he thought it would be after all.
7 Cali Columbia Present
Marcus Trevier was a man mountain 6'7 weighing as he looked 140kilos of solid arrogant weight lifting mass. Intensely steroid assisted he liked to lift as heavy as he could possibly lift them for as regularly as he make it. He was ex military dishonourably discharged for discipline issues which culminated in the hospitalising of one of his senior officers, rather than court marshal he got lucky as his regiment were going out to Afghanistan asap and getting rid of him as quickly as possible with as little all the same to them.
He continued in civilian life where he left off in the military, throwing his not too considerable weight around until the wrong people heard about him, this lead to some success in underground no rules fighting, it suited him he could kill people and never have to worry about the consequences and he enjoyed the money and the women, it had surprised him the amount of the fairer sex who thrilled in the spilling of blood, it got them just as hot as them.
He had ruled the underground U.S. cicuit like some prehistoric colossus, then he was retired as the betting o a sure win makes moey for no one, but he had been offered the job of a bodyguard to one of the large families in Columbia, great pay a tan all year and perks most people couldn't imagine in their nine to fives.
Due to his physique he also considered himself a ladies man which essentially meant for ay ladies that caught his eye he was grabby loud and aggressive, his boss Philippe' Martin (pronounced mar tan) was the head of the their cartel, and his immediate and today his boss was having another escort sent to him or as Marcus always referred to it though never to his boss, another whore delivery, he loved he was seated outside of Philippe's office on guard duty when the escort came.
This one was a beauty she took his breath away wearing a floating white summer dress which sashayed as she walked towards him, the held on by two white straps which held firm around a a fantastic chest which was housing the beginnings of a pendent which had disappeared down her cleavage, all this framed by cascading brunette hair. All of a sudden taking his job protecting his boss very seriously upon seeing her, he stood up and stopped her with a glance and the gesture of raising his arms out wide. She obliged, smiling like a twelve ear old surfing the net unsupervised he moved in to search her. God she made his balls twitch.
Due to his bosses excessive coke habit he knew that many of the whores that came here, got drunk and giggly snorting on a never ending supply coke, all of them ignoring the oversize door jam as he had been less than affectionately nicknamed by phillipe' most of the time his boss got too high to even fuck, so would just watch the women play with themselves or other whores until he passed out. It all depended on what his boss wanted that day, anything for Philippe' he would here them say.
Marcus knew what they thought of him, the hired help. he had heard a couple of them o more than one occasion talking to his boss in between mouthfuls, disrespecting him laughing at him the voices penetrating the door winding him up tightly inside…
but he had showed them later when he came upon them in town, a couple of them no longer looked so pretty and Philippe' only liked pretty, so now they lived at Marcus's sufferance the other… well she would never be found he had take great pleasure in teaching her respect it's just a pity he she died before he could break her spirit.
Now the whores that came to visit Philippe' weren't rude and o longer said bad things about him at all. They seemed to know, they seemed to have a damn hooking fraternity, they suspected he had something to do with their friends untimely dissapearace. Living the Vida loca, with high rollers was risky business he thought, and it amused him. Well they were always nice now at least to his face… he especially liked the look that they gave him as though he was a wild dog on a very short leash. He was.
Just a quick search don't worry I won't bite, he said appraising her beauty lasciviously giving his version of a reassuring smile, as in not at all.
He felt around her neck, slowly working down her shoulders down her back and then around and over her breasts taking two meaty handfuls stooping slowly down and also a not so quick feel between her legs
If you're not too tired when you're finished in there, he said inkling his head backwards to the door behind him
I will make it worth your while; really make it nice for you.
She smiled at him and whispered in his ear in a very husky voice dripping with sex and
"I promise when I'm finished in there I will come back and do you real good if you're a good boy" at which she cupped his balls and walked past him opening the door and going inside
inside the room opened into a cavernous room, plush carpets lying around and with abstract art paintings on the wall, and sitting on one of the enormous sofas that was a petit man, with the build of a swimmer or long distance runner was Philippe' Martin,
he looked up briefly and beckoned her over he was smiling broadly and he hunched over the beautiful marble topped table in front of him, the sound of two sharp inhales and the pinching of his nose let her know the reason for the good mood as she walked over to him in the background came the slow beat of a song which had become a hit worldwide by a young artist called Adele she was singing in a throaty tones about heartache and what could have been's, as she got to the table she saw a silver plate with white powder with a spoon and a mirror with a little silver hollow tube on it and
phillipe' slumped back into the midnight coloured sofa which part swallowed him, and h he looked at her as if appraising a piece of the artwork that adorned the wall
wild eyes like pinpricks let her know that he had been consuming a lot of said substance
taking a remote control off the table he turned up the music, "dance for me"
swaying from side to side she started to move, phillipe' put the soles of his feet against the corner of the table tapping his foot in time to the beat "now sexy" he pressed a button on the remote and the harsh tones of the latest pretty boy rap star took up the verse about scandalous women fast cars parties and jewellery,
taking up the beat she started to twirl and dip shaking her ass suggestively in his direction playing with her hair and moving the dress up and down giving tantalising flashes of her legs whipping her hair around her she raised the dress to show him she wasn't wearing and underwear
"yes that's it" Philippe's voice was so husky with desire he could barely speak clearly, he leant to the table made three fat lines and inhaled them all in quick succession
she continued o dance more and more suggestively, occasionally dancing with her hands on her breasts then rubbing herself over the flimsy dress highlighting her shapely legs and her mons
he undid the belt on his trousers and exposed his already throbbing erection which he started to play with whilst looking at her, now strip, she suggestively took one strap over her shoulder still dancing and dipping then pulling her arms out of the straps so that only her breast were holding the dress up
come over here he instructed she did as he asked dancing over to him slipping part of the dress over one of her nipples which were already standing up she licked her finger and rubbed and tweaked the nipple pulling it and flicking it, then the other side of the dress was pulled over the other breast and the dress was held around her waist as she continued to dance shaking her breasts slowly as she knelt on the sofa and came over to him, she grasped him in one hand she spat on his engorged member and slowly started to move her hand up and down in long strokes
yes that's it… ahh yes his breath came out in gasps closing his eyes he was listening to the lyrics of the particularly dirty version of a 2pac song how do you want it,
his breathing getting faster and faster he couldn't believe how good this girl was and he hadn't even had sex with her yet, yes this chick would definitely be a regular, until at least he got bored he thought then she would be demoted to servicing the men in the villa he was smiling at the thought, he had cameras in every room and he knew the whores he discarded always had a tough time with the other men in the of the cartel as he wouldn't let the women who came to service have anyone else apart from him as a client,
which meant a lot of the times the girls acted up and then when they were no longer in favour by him, some times the others would deliberately demean them for their past behaviour.
He could feel the heat pooling in his belly the pleasure heightened by the coke made it almost indescribable
he came hard and she kept on taking it all out of him, the energy and tension escaping him, he slumped even further back on the breathing hard , in between gasps he said
"wow you're definitely going to be my regular girl", he heard the music being turned up a little more then her hand was on his chest and she walked behind him and started to whisper obscenities in his ear, he could feel himself starting to get hard again
You definitely are going to be my regular girl he felt a tickling sensation around his neck
"kinky, I like it"
then he felt some thing wrapped around his neck and followed by a sharp searing pain, he tried to take in a breath but the combination of sex and narcotics meant he couldn't think straight his hands went to his throat to scrabble for purchase but his hands were slipping from wetness suddenly flushing down his chest his eyes felt like there was a hug pressure behind them, then there was blackness and no pain
she removed the garrotte she had half severed Philippe's head with and wiped it along his shirt putting it around her neck she clipped the handles together and put the pendent back between her breasts and shimmied out of the dress completely she then reached into her purse and pulled out a twenty and a ten dollar bill and placed them in his mouth careful not to get any of the blood still pouring albeit slowly from the jagged neck wound
the meaning of the money would be clear, she had been paid by a rival and bigger cartel to kill him as he had been informing quietly to the authorities on his rivals (though they had arranged a workable solution to what would have been endless bloodshed) trying to disrupt there business and had been paid to do it the symbolism of 30 (pieces of silver) the price paid to the worlds most notorious traitor would be apparent to all
getting dressed she thought on how easy it had been to et to him, despite all of the hi tec security and guards and dogs on the patrol, all it had taken was two weeks ingratiating herself into one of Columbia's shanty towns working in shitty bars listening to the foot soldiers getting drunk and talking about their bosses habits, high class hookers and copious quantities of the white stuff he snorted everyday, how he liked beautiful brunettes, and if he liked them he would only allow for him to be their only client, from then it was just a matter of finding out where the lieutenant he used to find his women drank and allow him to try and pick her up for his boss, three refusals later she appeared to be a young beautiful and ambitious when he eventually told her who he was trying to get her to meet, And she had agreed eagerly.
Putting back her dress she calmly walked to the door and without looking back went into the corridor straight into Marcus, lust burning in his eyes, she smiled at him sadly and put her hands on his chest as he moved purposefully to wards her, she pulled the door behind her closed hearing the "click" behind her
"Sorry handsome but I'm going to be his regular girl, he also told me to tell you he's going to go to sleep for a few hours and whoever wakes it is gonna get it"
she made a pistol out of her fingers and made a "pow" sound. And with that she walked down the corridor out into the sunshine to the car which would drop her off downtown.
A week later she heard that she had in fact managed to "do" Marcus, as she had promised. A large industrial grade gray bin bag containing what appeared to be liquid was found in the town square by the statue of the holy mother, a dismembered hand in a clear plastic bag taped to the outside, was the only indicator to the liquid content. The towns folk had seen such bags before and knew inside were the chipped remains of a former human being, and that he would have been loaded into the wood chipper alive and great pains would have been taken not to spill even a drop of his remains. It was a warning a stark reminder to others working within cartel what the penalty for failing in their duties was.
Philippe' Martin, was succeeded in the cartel two weeks later by unanimous vote within the Cartel by the rising star of their organisation Jesús Hernández a London raised member of the family who had returned home to his roots and brought a sharp business trained mind towards the accumulation of profit and wastage of manpower, he had over the last years risen from middle management to part of the upper chamber by virtue of his business acumen increasing the business profits 25% year on year since he started and an unbridled and ruthless drive.
In an unassuming building in the idle of Denmark, a report of the ascension of Jesús Hernández was being read,
"Good" the man said acknowledging the contents of the report, everything is moving along according to plan and with that he placed it amongst the other files that had just arrived and smiled.
Chapter 8 – the past 2007
He had gotten drunk, he didn't know where, what or how much he had drunk, he looked at his watch and could barely register the time through his tears, 2.13am on a Wednesday morning, it was cold but he could barely feel it, tonight, this morning shit whatever time of day it was he was going to end it. His chest was heavy it felt as though he had his heart replaced by something unnatural, much colder and heavier than a heart should feel.
he felt that it's weight could pull him to the ground, but he kept moving, if he lay down he wouldn't have the strength to move and eventually he would sleep and wake up to this torment again, another reality he couldn't face, his steps echoed off the surrounding walls in a miss timed cadence as he propelled himself in a zig zagging motion that barely counted as forwards. He was going anywhere, everywhere, he didn't have a destination in mind so he just kept moving, pausing to rest periodically on a wall lamp post or car.
He lifted the bottle from his deep pocket winter coat and slurped greedily and messily the harsh liquid pouring down in rivulets down the corners of his mouth and dripping down his cheeks down his throat down his chest, soaking his clothes underneath his coat. He grinned at nothing and kept moving
It was getting colder but he had at least half a bottle left so he needed nothing else, he found himself walking on a tow path beside a canal, images rushing unbidden throughhis mind he fell to his knees sobbing loudly crying out.
Julia. He looked at the bottle raising it he drank until its contents were finished and embraced the pain it caused him as he choked and was partially sick on himself.
He threw the now empty bottle into the night hearing it lad with a dull tinking sound followed by a rolling noise then a plop as it fell into the water.
He turned around half realising where his wandering had taken him, and he shuffled around unsteadily on his hands ad knees to face the water heaving himself up he see sawed between the balls of his feet and his freezing cold hands hands, pushing up he rose to his feet in a new born foal way.
Jacob then staggered forward gaining a crazy momentum where his feet threatened to overtake themselves and propelled himself into the canal, he heard and felt the splash he made in the water, it was freezing cold, so cold it numbed him, so couldn't even shiver.
And there in the darkness he gave in, giving himself up to the waters embrace, he started to drown, feeling the filthy fingers of water enter his mouth and his nose and
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Egyptian police arrested Egyptian actor Farouq Al Fishawi to serve two sentences, one a jail sentence of one year and the other 6 months for forgery. The actor was seized in Giza, while he was staying at a hotel and then taken to the police station there where he had 7 different charges against him.
According to the London based daily Al Sharq Al Awsat, two of Farouq's lawyers accompanied him to the police station and was set free after he paid bail for both sentences. The actor revealed that he will file an appeal for the jail term and will also pay back the money he owes to people.
Charges were filed against Al Fishawi for writing checks to a Palestinian businessman without having a balance. The businessman had agreed to drop charges if a payment of 30 thousand Egyptian pounds as overdue debts from Farouq were paid to him a matter which would save the actor from a two-year imprisonment.
Farouq was sentenced to a two-year jail term with a four thousand Egyptian pound bail by a Cairo court for writing bad checks worth 75 thousand Egyptian pounds to the businessman at the company he was heading. The businessman had filed a lawsuit against the actor when the checks he and other members of the company, which included a number of actors, were given bounced and it appeared that the actor did not have a balance. The actor did not attend the hearing which ruled against him and denied his right to a retrial.
The case against Farouq dates back to the year 2001, when he was head of the board of directors for a company that deals with division of real estate, and faced a lawsuit when he kept writing checks without having a balance over advance payments in a real estate deals.
Last year, the Meridian Hotel in Cairo filed a suit over renowned actor Farouq, after cursing the hotel's employees with lots of dirty words following an issue with his Iraqi girlfriend.
Fishawi has come to the hotel to pay his Iraqi friend's two days rent, following a fight between his friend and the employees of the hotel over not paying the rent due on her.
In another similar incident, Fishawi filed a suit over a weekly magazine for claiming his marriage to young actress Dunia. Totally surprised by the magazine's report, Farouq denied all the rumors earlier this month, saying that what was written in the magazine is not true and it's only intended to defame his and his colleague's reputation, confirming that he only carries "respect and honor for her and her family."
On her part, actress Dunia, well known for her role in the TV drama "Banat Afkari" (My Thoughts), commented on the rumor saying that, "what was reported in the magazine is intended to defame my reputation in an indirect way". Adding that marriage is not a crime, and if what was reported is true then they would not hide it. Dunia has lately got her divorce from producer Mohammed Hussein. - Albawaba.com
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Let's imagine, for a moment, that you have a villa on the sea and you'd like to have a boat to use for running up and down the coast— enjoying the scenery, stopping in the marinas to dine, and anchoring in sparkling coves for an afternoon swim. It doesn't really matter whether you're on the Mediterranean, the Caribbean, or the Pacific. You need the right boat. You could, of course, buy one of the 30-to 40-foot performance sportboats that can carry you at a high rate of knots between your various destinations. No, those won't work because you want to take a lot of friends and you want the boat to be large enough so you don't get bounced around and wet.
On the other hand, you could order a luxury yacht and have plenty of space to carry all your friends in dry and stable comfort. No, that won't work either, because you'd need a large crew and, besides, yachts just aren't fast enough for the afternoon sprint you envision.
What you need is a "super sportboat"— one that combines speed, luxury, and size. Well, you're in luck, because that's exactly what a number of manufacturers are producing to fill just that niche.
Their thinking is much like yours: they saw a need for a luxuriously appointed yacht that didn't really act like a yacht. It would have speed enough to zip around between harbors, enough room so that you could carry everyone on your Christmas card list, and yet still have the sleek styling of a sportboat with a long foredeck, a spacious cockpit, and every possible amenity from champagne chillers to shower stalls for two. Unlike a large motoryacht, however, it wouldn't need a big crew and it would fit the casual lifestyle you have in mind.
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Sea Ray 630
This builder, arguably the largest boat builder in the world, has two versions of their 63' hull: the 630 Super Sun Sport and the 630 Sundancer. While the layouts vary somewhat, the deciding factor between the two boats is just how fast you want to go. The Super Sun Sport is the milder of the two, with conventional inboard engines, while the Sundancer has a pair of Arneson surface drives linked to massive 12-cylinder Detroit Diesels putting out 1040 horsepower each.
Both boats have cockpits that stretch 27', with sculptured lounge seating, built-in wet bars, and a stereo system that can entertain your entire marina. The Sundancer has comfortable staterooms at each end of the salon, assuring complete privacy with en suite heads with showers. The SSS has the owner's stateroom forward with a guest cabin nearby, which can replaced with a dinette if you don't feel overly hospitable.
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The Magnum line has been a benchmark in performance sportboats since the earliest days of offshore racing, which is where their heritage was honed in the fire of competition. The 71-S is the latest incarnation and, as you'd expect, Magnum has once again upped the ante to bring a level of new performance to the large sportboat field. Styled by Pininfarina of Ferrari fame, the 71-S is available either with a traditional deck or a futuristic design that looks like something from Star Wars with sharp-edged, low profile lines and a spoiler-like electronics arch.
Regardless of the deck, several interior arrangements are available, with two, three and four stateroom layouts. Each features an airy and elegant master suite with private head and shower, and a spacious salon with formal dining area and comfortable built-in sofas for entertaining.
As you'd expect from a yacht that has become a "must-own" for everyone from European royalty to Middle Eastern potentates, the 71-S is finished in the finest woods, leathers and fabrics. The cockpit has a built-in dining area with table, wet bar with curved divider, and space for dozens of your friends to lounge in the sunshine on sunpads and settees.
While the earlier Magnum 70 was capable of speeds in the high 50s, the new version uses Detroit/MTU 1800-horsepower diesels to push it even faster. How much faster? It'll cost you about $3 million to find out.
Viking V55 Sport Express
In a unique collaboration, this well-known American builder of sportfishing convertibles and motoryachts is working with a British company to develop a line of Viking Sport Cruisers, with the V55 as the queen of the series. Long, lean and marked by a sweptback windshield and rakish radar arch, the V55 combines Euro-styling with American know-how. The teak-decked cockpit is immense, with a large dinette, wet bar, and oversized sunpad for lounging or tanning. The helm is equally innovative, with an electronics "pod" that raises at the touch of a button. There's also a "garage" for the tender or watertoys like personal watercraft hidden in the transom.
Below, the spacious salon has beautifully lacquered woodwork, a well-equipped galley and a dinette for entertaining. The owner's suite is forward with a queen-sized berth and private head with shower, and two more guest staterooms provide space for two couples.
Standard engines are a pair of 610 hp. Detroit Diesel Volvos, although optional power ranges up to twin MAN diesels of 800 horsepower each.
Pershing 72
New to American shores is this Italian stallion that has been fully equipped with U.S. systems for reliability and easy maintenance. The long foredeck blends into the sleek cockpit enclosure, which allows you to control the weather completely. The double-lined sunroof opens electrically and the side windows slide out of sight on sunny days, giving you the open cockpit of an express cruiser. You can also close up the cockpit and enjoy cruising in air conditioned splendor without risking sunburn.
The elegant salon is finished in fine leather and flawless burled woods, with a wrap-around lounge for entertaining or enjoying the complete entertainment center with television, VCR and stereo. The master stateroom spans the full width of the yacht amidships, with built in bureaus and a private head with stall shower. Forward, the VIP cabin has a queen-sized berth and a private head with shower, while a third cabin is off the salon, also with a private head and shower. Crew quarters are below the cockpit, which has a lounge and table inside the enclosed area, and another dinette and large sunpad outside the sliding doors. Standard power on the Pershing 72 is a pair of healthy Caterpillar 1350 hp diesels with Arneson surface drives, giving the yacht a speed of over 50 mph.
If the 72 isn't quite large enough for you, the Pershing 90 may intrigue you, with twin 1800 hp. MTU diesels plus a Lycoming turbine to give a top speed of over 70 mph!
Neptunus 54' Cabrio
New to the Neptunus line of luxury yachts (and still under construction at press time), the Cabrio is a stylish express cruiser that offers owners the choice of opening the sliding sunroof and side windows or closing up in air conditioned comfort. Inside what Neptunus calls the "upper salon" is a curved lounge facing an entertainment center and, outside the sliding doors, another lounge wraps around the stern for al fresco dining or entertaining.
Belowdecks, the layout is equally unique with the master stateroom offset to starboard with a private head with shower, while a guest stateroom is forward, also with a private head. The galley is to port, facing a dinette for casual dining. Standard power is a pair of 550-horsepower Detroit Diesels.
Guy Couach 92
From France comes this immense sportboat on steroids which, at 92 feet, is mostly teak-decked cockpit. From the helm, tucked behind the sweptback windshield with two companion seats, to the twin stairs to the swim platform, this yacht exudes elegance. The cockpit has a large lounge, a dining area with table, curved seating further aft, and a huge sunpad over the "garage" for watertoys. On-deck amenities include a full wet bar, barbecue, and fully air conditioned cockpit.
The master suite fills the bow with a private head with Jacuzzi tub, while two additional double staterooms are aft, each with en suite heads with shower stalls. The walk-in galley is equipped to cater large parties, and a formal dining area is also located in the spacious salon which also has a built-in sofa, entertainment center and wet bar.
With a pair of MTU 1800-horsepower diesels, the 92 will cruise at nearly 45 mph, and carries a price tag of $3.9 million.
Fairline Targa 48 Gran Turismo
Taking the Targa concept to the water, this British 48-footer is sleek, well-equipped, and uses the latest compact diesels to achieve economical cruising speeds.
The two-level teak cockpit has been designed for people to move around, from the helm area past the U-shaped dinette and wet bar to the oversized sunpad atop the garage that hides the tender and water toys. Protected by the curved windscreen, guests can move easily from the swim platform to the cockpit barbecue and forward to the cabin.
Below, the Targa 48 has a forward owner's stateroom with a circular stall shower in the private head, while the two guest cabins aft share a similarly well-equipped head. The salon is comfortable, with a leather sofa and a completely equipped galley. Standard power is a pair of Caterpillar 426 hp. diesels, giving a top speed of nearly 40 mph.
Sunseeker Predator 80
If you'd been expecting a stodgy little boat from England, well, think again. The Predator 80 is an aptly named denizen of the ocean that has the powerful look of a Grand Prix racer. The "deck saloon" is the primary living area tucked under the cockpit hardtop, but it's far from austere. There's a lounge area, a sideboard with ice maker and wet bar, an electrically adjustable helm seat, and an open-air "back porch" with sitting areas and a dining table.
Belowdecks, the glossy woodwork is either American cherry or birdseye maple, and the salon has a leather lounge, sideboard with wet bar, separate formal dining area, and an entertainment center. The owner's stateroom has a queen-sized double with cherry-planked shower, while the forward guest cabin has a double berth and similar head. A third guest cabin is standard to starboard, and a fourth cabin is optional. Standard power are three MTU 12-cylinder diesels linked to Arneson surface drives, for a top speed of over 46 mph.
If you'd prefer a one-of-a-kind offering, take a look at Starship, an 80-footer built by Picchiotti in Italy and sporting a pair of Lycoming 2500 hp. helicopter turbines! Offered by Sam Israeloff of Rex Yacht Sales, this yacht has a spectacular interior by Roy Sklarin that combines chrome, glass, and mirrors.
The upper salon features a tinted skylight between the twin winged air intakes, the flybridge sports a Ferrari red console, and three double staterooms are beautifully decorated and completely equipped. The yacht was completely rebuilt in 1990 and is guaranteed to turn heads in any harbor.
Whether your taste runs toward crisp American styling or European soft-edge lines, there's a super sportboat that should take you and your friends exactly where you want to go— in style, speed, and luxury.
Sea Ray 630 Super Sun Sport
Length 62'6"
Beam 15'9"
Draft 5'
Weight 54,500 lb.
Fuel 800 gal.
Water 200 gal.
Sea Ray Boats
2600 Sea Ray Blvd.
Knoxville, TN 37914
Magnum 71-Sport
Length 70'
Beam 17'
Draft 4'4"
Fuel 1200 gal.
Water 150 gal.
Magnum Marine
2900 N.E. 188th St.
North Miami Beach, FL 33180
(305) 931-4292
Viking V55 Express Yacht
Length 54'1"
Beam 14'4"
Draft 3'6"
Weight 32,000 lb.
Fuel 540 gal.
Water 107 gal.
Viking Sport Cruisers
Rt. 9
New Gretna, NJ 08224
(609) 296-6000
Pershing 72
Length 72'10"
Beam 16'
Draft 3'11"
Weight 72,000 lb.
Fuel 1136 gal.
Water 370 gal.
Regency Yacht Group
1497 S.E. 17th St.,
Ft. Lauderdale, FL 33316
(954) 463-7700
Neptunus 54' Cabrio
Length 54'
Beam 15'7"
Draft 4'
Fuel 600 gal.
Water 120 gal.
Neptunus Yachts
8 Keefer Rd
St. Catharines, Ontario, Canada L2M 7N9
(905) 937-3737
Guy Couach 92
Length 92'
Beam 20'6"
Draft 3'9"
Fuel 1585 gal.
Water 370 gal.
Rex Yacht Sales
2152 S.E. 17th St. #202
Ft. Lauderdale, FL 33316
(954) 463-8810
Fairline Targa 48 Gran Turismo
Length 49'10"
Beam 12'11"
Draft 3'3"
Weight 22,000 lb.
Fuel 300 gal.
Water 100 gal.
Fairline Boats of North America
P.O. Box 21376
Hilton Head Island, SC 29925
Sunseeker Predator 80
Length 81'6"
Beam 19'5"
Draft 3'11"
Weight 100,000 lb.
Fuel 1320 gal.
Water 228 gal.
Sunseeker International
27-31 West Quay Rd
Poole, Dorset, BH15 1HX
Length 79'
Beam 19'
Draft 5'
Weight 130,000 lb.
Fuel 3500 gal.
Water 1000 gal.
Sam Israeloff
Rex Yacht Sales
2152 S.E. 17th St. #202
Ft. Lauderdale, FL 33316
(954) 463-8810


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According to the data of the Central Bank of the Russian Federation, in January–August 2013 Rb 784,924bn worth of mortgage housing loans were extended which figure exceeds 1.28 times over the volume of lending in the respective period of 2012. As of September 1, 2013, the outstanding debt of Rb 2.4 trillion exceeded by 34.76% the debt as of September 1, 2012. A positive trend of both reduction of the share of the overdue debt on MHL in rubles in the outstanding debt (1.77% as of September 1, 2013) and growth in the volume and share of the debt on MHL without overdue payments (96.45% as of September 1, 2013) in the total debt prevails. In August 2013, the monthly average rate on MHL in rubles fell by 0.1 p.p. and amounted to 12.4% against 12.9% as of April 1, 2013.
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Store credit cards may offer some tempting perks, like 20 percent off your purchase when you apply for a card at the cash register. I've given in to such a deal at least once.
But lately, the interest rates on these cards, already steep, have been inching higher.
According to a recent CreditCards.com survey, the average store card charges an eye-popping 23.2 percent in annual interest, up 2 percentage points from 2010, when the survey was previously done.
If the Federal Reserve begins to raise interest rates next year, as many expect, store cards could become even more expensive.
Higher rates, more cardholders. Store cards offer many rewards, from special coupon mailings and free shipping to rebates on purchases. They're also easy to get. You can apply in-store and be approved within minutes. And you don't need pristine credit to qualify.
"For folks who are trying to build or rebuild their credit, these cards can be an effective way," said Curtis Arnold, founder of CardRatings.com and BestPrepaidDebitCards.com, which follow credit card and debit card trends.
Young adults, for example, may use a store card to launch a credit history. In recent years, some consumers may have turned to store cards as a way to get around tough lending standards after the financial crisis.
According to The Nilson Report, a newsletter that covers the payment industry, there were more than 151 million store cards being used at the end of last year, up 8.3 percent from 2012. Card balances exceeded $100 billion, an increase of 4.1 percent from the previous year.
But the trade-off for easier credit is high interest rates, which are going up. Even if you have a card, you could pay more because rates are variable and would rise if the Fed hikes interest rates.
What to do. Given that, you should limit as much as possible the balance you carry from month to month on a store card. If you do have a balance, shop for a lower-rate card.
On average, bank credit cards have an annual interest rate of about 15 percent, comparatively less than what store cards charge.
If you're tempted by an in-store discount to open a card, think about it first.
"A lot of these cards are offered in really pressurized situations," said Matt Schulz, senior industry analyst for CreditCards.com. "If you think you're interested, say no thanks but take a brochure. If it still looks like a good deal later, apply the next time you go back."
Also, stick to retailers where you shop often. Some stores have rich rewards for frequent customers.
Target's credit card, for example, offers free shipping for Target.com purchases and a rebate of 5 percent on all Target purchases, among other things.
In some cases, you now have to spend more to get the biggest payouts.
With a Macy's credit card, you don't earn rewards on store purchases if you charge $1 to $499 annually. Shop more, though, and you'll get 1.5 or 3 percent back on Macy's purchases (depending on how much you spend), plus 1 percent on all other purchases. (All cardholders can get an additional 10 percent in rewards if they sign up for the Thanks for Sharing rewards program for a $25 fee.)
Just make sure the rewards don't lure you to over-shop. Otherwise, you could end up with a balance on your card.
"Like with any credit card, no rewards are a great deal if you can't pay the balance off at the end of the month," Schulz said.
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Impact Hammers - (58 companies)Impact hammers are used in structural and modal analysis to determine component or system response to impacts of varying amplitude and duration. A hammer with a force transducer in its head is paired with an accelerometer on the component being...Show More
Hammers and Mallets - (182 companies)How to Select Hammers. Hammers are simple, usually hand-held tools intended to deliver impact force to an object using a non-rotary force. They can be powered or manually-driven. Types of Hammers. Hammers can be classified as either hand-powered...Show More
Hand Drills - (175 companies)...for handheld, non-electric drills. IEC 60745-2-1 - Safety for handheld, electric drills and impact drills. Image credit: Ridgid...Show More
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Impact Wrenches - (64 companies)They operate via a spring-operated hammer that temporarily disconnects from the output, allowing it to spin as fast as it can. This spinning allows the hammer to store its maximum kinetic energy. The spring forces the hammer down, where it impacts...Show More
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New Hammer Union Thread Protectors After extensive research in the field, Caplugs has developed innovative part designs that not only protect your threads, but are easier to install and remove. The HU Series parts are designed to protect the machined threads and sealing surfaces of Hammer Union Joint connections. The caps are manufactured of a high durometer vinyl that offers an increased level of durability and impact resistance, but at a more economical cost than traditional covers. The HU Series protectors are designed... (read more)Browse Caps, Grips, and Closures Datasheets for Daemar Inc.
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A man who was once convicted and sent to a mental facility for stalking actress Gwyneth Paltrow appeared in a Franklin County court on Monday, facing new charges.
Dante Michael Soiu is accused of violating a protection order.
According to court officials, Soiu was allegedly stalking a Dublin woman who had filed the order after Soiu came to her place of work. He also allegedly sent her multiple emails.
In 2000, Soiu was sentenced to time in a mental facility for stalking actress Gwyneth Paltrow.
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One of the cool features available in Windows 8 is Hyper-V technology, which comes from the Server 2008 family. This lets you set up and manage virtual machines without having to install third party software like VirtualBox or VMware.
The first thing you need to do is verify your hardware is capable of running Hyper-V. Your computer's CPU needs to support SLAT.
The best tool to test if your AMD or Intel CPU supports SLAT is CoreInfo by Mark Russinovich.
Next, you need to Enable Hyper-V in Windows 8, which isn't on by default.
Now that Hyper-V is enabled, launch Hyper-V Virtual Machine. You can get to it from the Metro Start screen by searching for Hyper-V and clicking the Hyper-V Manager icon.
For easier access, I recommend showing Administrative Tools on the Metro Start screen to have access to the Hyper-V tiles. Select Hyper-V Manager.
Create a New Virtual Machine
The Hyper-V Manager opens on the desktop. Like with Task Scheduler in Windows, it looks daunting, but really isn't.
The first thing I like to do is create a Virtual Switch – which is your virtual Ethernet adapter that will use your host computers card.
In the Actions Pane on the left, click Virtual Switch Manager.
Now, make sure it's set to External so it uses your NIC. Simply click Create Virtual Switch.
Then give the Virtual Switch a name…anything that helps you remember what it's for. Then the Connection type defaults to the Network Adapter I have installed on this machine.
Select the name of your host computer (The computer running Hyper-V). Then under the Actions pane, click New >> Virtual Machine.
The New Virtual Machine Wizard launches to a Before You Begin message. If you don't want to see it every time you create a new VM, check Do Not Show this Page Again. Click Next.
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