by Jan Stryvant
“So Nan, that brings me to you. What do you know about this?” Shadow asked. He had her pinned to the wall, however her legs were over his shoulders and his tongue was teasing her between her legs. So it wasn’t your typical torture.
“Like I’d compromise my profession and my own reputation?” She gasped between moans and tugged on his ears. She wanted that damn tongue in deep, not just teasing over the outside of her cunt.
“Well the only other players are the guy who the mayor contracted you through, and possibly some flunky.”
Nance moaned again in frustration. “If it’s my former contact, then we both have a problem,” she tugged on his ears again, “but if you don’t use that damn tongue the way I like it, you’re not gonna get any more information out of me!”
“Oh, in that case then ...” and Shadow ran his tongue up past her cunt lips, deep inside her and started to explore. Cats had very long and talented tongues, he put his to good use and several minutes later she was screaming his name.
“Better ...” She panted after she’d cum. “Much better.”
“So, tell me about this contact of yours.”
“One condition,” Nance said sliding down the wall and wiggling into Shadow’s lap as he leaned back a little still kneeling.
“What’s that?” Shadow asked rumbling, Nance was gripping his shaft now and making it clear what she wanted.
“If he has talked about that contract, you tell me.” She gasped as he grabbed her ass and pulled her close, rubbing his cockhead over her now very slick sex.
“I was thinking of killing him, why should I tell you?” he growled softly as he started to part her folds.
“Because it’s not you he’s betrayed. It’s me. If anyone is going to kill him, it’ll be me. Understand?” She said looking at him and giving his ear a twist and making him wince.
“Understood,” he growled and then let go of her ass, causing her to drop down onto him.
“Ahhh!!!” she cried out in surprise as suddenly he went hilt deep into her body. He pinched her nipples then before she could catch her breath and her back arched in shock as she orgasmed unexpectedly.
“Bastard,” she groaned.
“Oh you love it,” he laughed and got to work on getting his own pleasure.
Nance squirmed and cursed and called him names, but he was right, she did love it, and she wrapped her legs around him and pulled his head down to her chest as he bounced her on his lap, his tail whacking her ass in time to his thrusts. Tomorrow they could look into this problem. For tonight however, she wasn’t letting him out of her apartment.
Shadow yawned and answered his cell phone. Nance was yawning too, it having awakened her as well.
“Yes?”
“Mister Shadow, this is your lawyer, Bert.”
Shadow sighed, “What’s the verdict?”
“You’re going to have to testify before a grand jury. They’re investigating the previous mayor’s death and you’ve been called as a material witness.”
“I’m not going to show, Bert.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t want to get arrested or thrown in jail as soon as I show up.”
“They don’t do that, Mister Shadow. The only thing the jury can do is indict you. Then there will be a trial.”
“So why do I need to be there?”
“Cause if you do not show, they are very likely to indict. By showing up, you get to say your side, and I and your other lawyers can see to it that your side is fairly heard.”
“So you recommend that I should show up, and that it’s safe.”
“Yes Sir, Mister Shadow.”
“I want you to get a written statement, or whatever it is you get, from the DA and the judge in charge of this that I will be allowed free passage in and out.”
“That shouldn’t be a problem.”
“So when am I supposed to show up there?”
“Tomorrow morning, nine am.”
“Nine?” Shadow growled, “I go to bed at six! Can’t I show up like at noon?”
“Sorry, I'm afraid not, Mister Shadow.”
Shadow sighed. “I’ll try to be on time. No promises. Remind them I’m nocturnal. I don’t do well in mornings.”
By this point Nance had taken an interest and had started to lick along Shadow’s cock, causing little involuntary purrs as he continued on the phone call.
“I’ll tell them, Mister Shadow. Anything else?”
“Yes, any idea just where they got this ridiculous notion that the mayor was murdered? Much less that I was involved?” Shadow’s purrs were getting louder; Nance was rather skilled at giving head he had to admit.
“No, Mister Shadow, but we’re still looking into it. Are you alright sir?”
“I’m fiiiine,” Shadow purred glaring down at Nance who was smiling as best she could with her lips wrapped around him. He put a paw on the back of her head.
“I’ll talk to you later, I have some unfinished business,” he hung up and put his other paw on Nance’s head and started to fuck her face. She put her hands on his hips trying to slow him down, but he just smirked and let her have it. Eventually he arched his back, and came in her mouth, letting her pull up until just the head of his cock was inside. He watched as she swallowed his rather copious load, impressed that she got most of it, collapsing back on the bed when she was done, purring loudly as she licked up what she had missed.
“Tomorrow, hmmm?” she grinned up at him.
“You missed a spot on your chin.”
“Hmmm? Oh!” she got it with a finger and then sucked it off smiling at him.
“Keep that up and we’ll be in bed for hours,” he laughed.
“Not my fault you taste good.”
Shadow snickered, one of the aspects of his sex form was that his cum did taste good. He wasn’t stupid after all.
“Shower, then lets go pay a visit to this contact guy of yours.”
“Actually, I have a better idea,” Nance grinned. “But yes, shower first.”
“So you think this will work?” Shadow asked her as they drove uptown.
“If you’re as good at stealth as you claim you are, yes. Lyle doesn’t know we’re reconciled.”
“Reconciled?” Shadow teased, “Is that what they call screwing these days?”
“Shush you,” she poked him in the side. “I’m just going to go up and have a little talk with him, see if he’s spilling the beans or not.”
“And you’ll think he’ll tell you?”
Nance shrugged, “Maybe. But if he doesn’t I’ll make a few threats to get him worried. Then you just need to watch him and see what the does.”
Shadow nodded. “If you think it will work.”
“It might. Lyle never did field work. He was always just a salesman. He doesn’t have nerves of steel and he’s too much of a showoff for his own good.”
“How do you know who he is anyway? I’d think a guy in that job would want to be anonymous.”
“Ex-boyfriend,” Nance grinned. “That’s how I got your job. He still has a soft spot for me.”
Shadow blinked, “You’d kill your ex?”
“Hey, I was going to kill you, if you recall. And you’re the best lay that ever crawled between my legs,” Nance smirked.
“Well it’s nice to know I’m so highly ranked, but you make me want to re-evaluate our relationship if you’re so quick to whack your ex.”
“Don’t worry, Shadow hon,” she laughed, “I don’t think you’re the type to sell me out. My contracts specifically say that no detail of any contract is to be released to anyone, ever, without my permission and the hiring party’s agreement. If he’s talked about this to the DA, well then he’s betrayed my trust. Sooner or later they’ll lean on him to find out just who he hired, and what other jobs I may have done. That’s unhealthy for both me and business. People don’t like hitters who show up in court. And hitters who show up in court don’t live very long either.”
Shadow nodde
d, “Good points.”
“Okay, I’m going to drop you off here. The place is two blocks up and three over. I’ll give you a five minute head start.”
Shadow nodded and got out as she pulled over, he had the address so he wasn’t too worried about finding it. He ducked into an alleyway and took off.
Nance watched as he quickly disappeared. She hoped Lyle wasn’t the weak link here. But if he was, she’d take him down. She’d done six other hits in this city for Lyle over the years, and she suspected they were all for the same client. Getting tied into those wouldn’t be healthy, and it wouldn’t take very long for any intelligent DA to put two and two together and come up with Lyle having been the one to handle those contracts. She didn’t trust him enough not to sell her out to stay out of prison. No, if he was talking, he would soon be dead.
She pulled up out front and found a parking space. She took a few moments to get her things together, then got out and walked over to the building. She showed her ID to the security guard, she’d been here before and was on the list. But he still called to see if she was expected, then let her go by, buzzing the door open from his booth. She walked down the hall and waited for the elevator. She didn’t have a key to call one, so the guard had called it from his booth. This apartment building was truly for the paranoid, which was probably why Lyle lived here.
The ride up to his apartment was interesting. Lyle lived on the top floor of course, he dealt in a lot of very expensive illegal things, contracting hits was only a sideline of his, so he could afford the best. But what made it interesting was she could feel the tip of a tail curling around her ankle. Shadow was in the elevator with her, and she couldn’t even see him.
Now that was scary.
She resisted the urge to try and find him, there was probably a camera in the elevator and she didn’t want to do anything that would cause any alarm. She had turned one of her own little powers on when she’d entered the building. From this point forward she’d be leaving no scent or trail at all. Even her fingers wouldn’t leave prints. As it was the guard would not remember her, and would forget to log her visit.
The door opened and she walked the short hall to the door in front of his apartment. She knocked once.
“Nance! So nice of you to visit, come in, please!” Lyle said stepping aside as she looked around and entered the rather luxurious living room.
“You’re not recording this, and there isn’t anyone around, is there, Lyle?” she asked looking carefully.
“Of course not. What’s wrong?”
“I think you know what’s wrong, Lyle. One of my sources downtown told me that the DA knows that the mayor bought that hit on the cat-man you had me going after.”
“So?”
“So even I didn’t know who was paying for it, Lyle. If they know the client, and the target, how long before they know me?”
“You’re worrying too much, Nance, besides, it’s not like you ever hit him. The contract was canceled before you did. No harm, no foul. Right?”
“Wrong, Lyle!” she turned and looked into his eyes. “How many other contracts did I take care of for you that came from the mayor? How long before the DA decides to do more fishing? Did you talk to him, Lyle?”
“No, of course not! I’m not stupid, Nance, now sit down and relax.”
Nance refused the chair and started to slowly pace back and forth in front of him. “Well if you didn’t, who did?”
“Probably some flunky he told. Don’t worry; I’ll look into it for you. I have a lot of friends in city hall still. Besides, what should you care? It’s that cat the DA wants. Probably figures if he gets the goods on him, he can sweat him and make him spill the beans on some of the bigger fish in town.”
“For someone who doesn’t know what happened you sure seem to have this whole thing figured out!” Nance complained.
“Hey, Hendrickson was a friend, a good friend. If that cat killed him, I want to see him swing. If he didn’t, well Hendrickson wanted him dead, so that’s good enough reason to help the DA sweat him, if it comes to that.” Lyle retorted rather hotly.
“I don’t give a fuck about that. What I care about is who are they going to come after next, Lyle? I don’t do that work anymore and I don’t want to have to come out of retirement to go after some DA on a holy crusade because he’s on my tail.”
“So what do you want from me?” Lyle asked hands on his hips.
“I want you to make sure that this whole thing doesn’t go any further. No looking into anything else the mayor contracted. No names of who your hitter was. Understand?”
“Don’t worry, Nance, I got it handled.
“You make sure you have it handled, Lyle. If they get me, they get you too. Remember that.” And Nance opened the door and left, closing it hard behind her. As far as she was concerned, Lyle had all but admitted to her he had done it. Lyle’s problem always was he talked too much to people he considered friends, he loved showing off and flaunting his connections.
Shadow watched as Nance stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind her.
“Stupid bitch,” Lyle said with a sigh and went over to the bar and made himself a drink. “Like I give a damn about you anymore. I have my own worries.” Lyle took a long drink from the glass and then went over and picked up his phone and made a call.
Shadow moved in closer, wanting to make sure he heard both sides.
“Gundersen and Lewitt,” the other end answered. “Lewitt speaking.”
“Bob this is Lyle.”
“Oh hey, Lyle what’s up?”
“Call George, tell him I’ll take that deal. I’ll tell him everything he wants to know in exchange for immunity and a new identity.”
“I knew you’d come around, Lyle, that’s a great deal they’re offering you.”
“Yeah and as my attorney you get a nice chunk of cash and a shot at judgeship for helping out the DA’s office. Spare me the pep talk. I need to move on this soon. Word is getting out on the mayor thing. People are getting worried.
“You want me to arrange protective custody?”
“Some security might be nice, but more importantly I want to meet with George and go into the program.”
“Well tomorrow he’s got the grand jury testimony. There’s that Shadow guy and a few others due up. He can’t cancel, that would look too suspicious. What about the day after?”
“If that’s the best you can do, it’s the best you can do. You sure you can set it up then?”
“Positive. I’ll call him as soon as I get off the phone here and get things rolling. Want me to have him send some cops around too?”
“Yeah, like I said, some more security would be good right now. But it needs to be discrete. Anyone sees me getting protective custody and I won’t live long enough to meet with him. Just make sure he keeps his promise.”
“I will. You’ve got a lot of stuff he wants.”
“Oh I know it. After he gets done with what I got, he’ll be the next mayor of this town, I guarantee it.”
“Well just don’t say that to him. George is pretty straight laced, Lyle, a real straight shooter follows the rules type.”
“You mean he’s honest?” Lyle said with disbelief.
“As the day is long. That’s why I know he’ll keep his word.”
“Okay, see you Friday then.”
Lyle hung up and went off to take a piss.
Shadow watched him leave the room, he thought about killing Lyle, he’d have the perfect chance and no one would know, but he’d promised Nance he wouldn’t. So he let himself out of the apartment quietly and waited an hour until someone needed the elevator. Two hours later he was with Nance again.
“Why that son of a bitch!” she swore, “He’s going to sell everyone out.”
“I guess so. I almost killed him, but decided to honor our agreement.”
“Good thing too. He’s got files on all sorts of stuff. I know where they are, and you can believe his lawyers have copies too. I’m
going to need some help for this one.”
“I thought you were retired?”
“Hah! Not anymore. Once I get the word around about what he’s going to do I’ll have offers of help and money to get rid of him.”
“If they believe you,” Shadow pointed out.
“They all think I’m still his woman. Of course they’ll believe me.”
“So when are you going to deal with him?”
“Tomorrow, while you’re testifying. This way no one will suspect you at all. Now go away. I have a lot of calls to make and a lot of work to do.”
Shadow went home and spent the night with Karen. Karen was of course happy to have him spending the entire evening with her, so he enjoyed the time. Getting up early and grabbing a cab uptown to the courts however wasn’t very enjoyable. He dressed up a little, but a leopard in a suit is still a leopard. And he sure as hell wasn’t going to share his human identity with the courts or anyone else. That was his most closely guarded secret.
So instead of baggy shorts he wore pants, instead of just a loose shirt, he wore a nice shirt and a jacket. He made sure to leave anything illegal or offensive at home and grabbed a hat so he could pull it down over his eyes and sleep given the opportunity. Of course he fell asleep in the cab, but that was to be expected. His lawyer had called and told him that the DA and the judge had all made guarantees he wouldn’t be arrested. After all he wasn’t wanted, and this was only a hearing.
He found his lawyers standing by the front door of the courthouse when he got there.
“Ah, on time I see, Shadow.”
“Morning, Charles,” Shadow grumbled and yawned. Bert and Charles were the senior partners and the ones Shadow did business with at the law firm. Shadow preferred dealing with Charles, because Charles was much more informal than Bert. Bert however was the nasty one. He had grown up on the wrong side of the tracks as it were and represented a number of people in the underground. He also liked breaking limbs, something which Shadow was more than happy to let him do if necessary.