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Today is indeed not a good day. The sudden heavy rain not only canceled his difficult reservation, but even Paul Allen chose to take a vacation today.
The only one who wasn't affected was Luis Carruthers, who was still that obnoxious.
He could guarantee that he hated Carruthers so much that he knew what the nuisance thought of him.
" Bloody rainy with the worst time."
Patrick doesn't like this kind of weather, which tends to make the classic suits he buys go moldy quickly.
Not to mention that in this weather, it is almost impossible to find a qualified call girl.
" Damn !! that's really good day ."
However, the continuous expletives could not solve the problem of heavy rain above his head.
He looked ahead and found an alley entrance.
The top of the alley entrance is covered by a walkway spanning between two buildings, forming a very good place to hide from the rain.
If it wasn't for shelter from the rain, Patrick wouldn't want his leather shoes to get in the alley.
Drug addicts, bums, and god knows if cheap whores with venereal diseases.
As soon as you enter the alley, you can see several wooden boxes stacked behind one another, some of which are high enough to hide people behind.
The heavy rain didn't slow down one iota, but intensified when Patrick ducked into the alleyway.
Fortunately, there are no homeless men in this alley.
He can guarantee that he would love to have Paul Allen or Luis Carruthers here, and he wouldn't mind killing them here.
When he sees Paul Allen's new glasses.
He felt his whole body stiffen.
No matter what Paul did, people quickly noticed and praised him.
Even though tortoiseshell frames are such a silly style to wear.
Time feels very slow.
How to dismember Paul Allen was constantly on his mind.
There wasn't a single taxi that flashed past Patrick's eyes.
He desperately wanted to get back to his warm little apartment.
Patrick began to regret that he had taken this alley to escape from the rain, which made it difficult for him to hail a taxi.
Perhaps, he should take Halberstram's advice and share a taxi with him.
Halberstram never made him nasty.
But he just doesn't like being around Halberstram, especially when someone keeps confusing them.
Despite the torrential rain, Patrick was hard enough to hear the noise coming from behind the alley opening.
It was a man's moan, followed by a sound like sucking.
The man's moans were undoubtedly of pleasure.
With the sound of sucking, the man's moans became more and more unscrupulous.
Patrick was almost certain that whatever it was, the cheap whore who sucked a man was pretty good at it.
"It should be a crime to engage in shady deeds."
His mother's voice echoed in Patrick's ear, and the rosary she had worn for years rested on his shoulder.
"Patrick, I know you hear the sin behind the door."
His mother held his hand firmly and pushed open the guest room door.
A few drops of rain successfully hit Patrick's face, and the cold feeling brought Patrick back to reality from the memories of the past.
Yes, mother's words.
As Patrick came fully awake, he could realize that the voice behind him was gone.
Whether it's moaning or sucking.
Patrick didn't care what the situation was.
Maybe they realized he was here.
In just an instant, Patrick could feel the corner of his clothes being pulled. The movement was gentle but unquestionable.
Patrick turned around, and the first thing he saw was a clean and fair hand.
The hand belonged to a young boy with short dark brown hair.
"You...want...to have some."
The boy's tone was hesitant, and his blue eyes looked quite innocent. This made Patrick look at the boy in front of him. He could feel the boy's nervousness.
"Special...special...service ?"
The boy's lips moved, and his childish face looked like an angel.