Chapter 1072 - 1071

At this moment.

There was a thumping sound outside the bathroom.

Upon hearing this sound, a smile appeared on the woman's face. She knew she was going to make a hefty sum tonight.

Who was this woman?

She was Thea Sykes, also known as Little Sykes, who once helped Dirk Carter.

And the game she was playing tonight was her specialty, the "Immortal Trap."

This man was someone she "happened" to meet near the train station.

Of course, such encounters were carefully selected. First, the man had to be single and from out of town.

Secondly, the man needed to appear wealthy.

Just like the man she picked today, meticulously dressed, generous, with a bulging leather bag in hand, clearly looking wealthy.

After all, Little Sykes was still quite attractive.

For a man on a business trip in an unfamiliar city, such a romantic encounter was hard to resist. Little did he know that as long as he couldn't keep his desires in check, his wallet was at great risk.

Following the procedure.

She would first engage in some intimate contact with the man.

Once the signal was sent out.

Her brothers outside would rush in, with one of them pretending to be her boyfriend or husband, first intimidating the chosen "sucker," then forcing him to pay up to avoid disaster.

Generally speaking, the sucker would know he was at fault, would pay up to end it, and in this way, Little Sykes and her team would succeed.

This trick was their usual one.

They had become quite adept at it.

After finishing her bath.

Little Sykes wrapped a towel around herself.

She opened the bathroom door.

Just as she was about to say something, the situation in the room made her shiver for a moment.

Her brothers were gone.

On the bed sat a man with his back to her, but more importantly, this man wasn't naked; he was already dressed.

She thought for a moment that her scheme had been discovered.

She immediately rushed at the man.

She wrapped her arms around the man's neck and whispered in his ear, "What's wrong? Can't wait even this little while? Come on, let's start again."

With that, she dropped the towel.

The two soft mounds on her chest pressed against the man's back.

The man twisted his body.

Suddenly pinned Little Sykes under him.

Little Sykes, putting on a coy look, said shyly, "You devil, in such a hurry, why're you still wearing…"

The last word should have been "clothes."

But she didn't say it.

Because the face in front of her choked her up.

The man pinning her down was no longer the one from before; it was someone else—Dirk Carter!

At this moment, Little Sykes was completely naked, without a stitch on, and being pressed beneath Dirk Carter. The scene was indescribably embarrassing.

"Why is it you?"

Little Sykes asked.

Dirk Carter smiled slightly and said, "Why can't it be me?"

"You… get off me."

Little Sykes said, her face flushed.

Dirk Carter asked, puzzled, "What's the matter? That guy could pin you down; I can't?"

"No!"

"Why not?"

"Because… because… because he wouldn't actually do anything, but you… you might…"

Little Sykes said, breathlessly.

Dirk Carter smiled knowingly.

Suddenly, he reached out his hand, covering Little Sykes's Black Forest.

He asked, "Is this what you're talking about?"

It was like an electric shock.

Little Sykes shivered.

She stammered, "You… take your hand away…"

Not only did Dirk Carter not comply, he moved along the grassland toward the spring, his restless fingers about to delve inside.

Little Sykes panted, "No… don't…"

Dirk Carter was not here to flirt this time, his earlier actions were just to tease her.

He sighed and said, "Alright, since you don't want to, I won't force you."

After saying this.

He climbed off of Little Sykes.

At that moment.

For some reason, a trace of disappointment flashed through Little Sykes's mind.

She quickly pulled a blanket to cover herself, and said angrily, "Why are you here?"

"To see you,"

Dirk Carter said playfully.

Little Sykes looked incredulously and glanced at the door, saying, "You're costing me money, we were about to close the deal and you ruined it, you owe me money."

"Is this enough?"

Dirk Carter, from who knows where, took out three bundles of money and tossed them in front of Little Sykes.

Little Sykes didn't care that the blanket slipped off her.

She grabbed the thirty thousand bucks and sniffed it hard, the smell of money making her feel very satisfied.

But suddenly.

She realized something.

Unwillingly, she returned the money to Dirk Carter.

"What? Don't want it?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Little Sykes said with a grim face, "I sell my skills, not my body, thirty grand to sleep with me, dream on."

"Then how much is enough?"

Dirk Carter asked.

Little Sykes said indignantly, "It's not about how much is enough, I earn money with my skills, not my body, otherwise what have I become?"

Speaking so righteously about unlawful activities, Little Sykes was indeed one of a kind.

"This thirty thousand isn't to buy your body, I'm here to ask you to help me with something; it's a deposit. After it's done, I'll give you seventy more."

Dirk Carter said.

At the mention of the total being a hundred thousand.

Little Sykes's eyes lit up instantly.

She jiggled the two bouncing assets on her chest and took back the money: "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Find a person."

"Who?"

"A woman!"

Dirk Carter said.

Little Sykes laughed upon hearing this, and said, "Find a woman? Boss, you are so rich, and a high-ranking official, you still need me to find women to sleep with?"

"That's not what I mean; she's a friend of mine. Here's a photo, take a look."

Dirk Carter pulled out a photo of Megan Goodman and showed it to Little Sykes.

Little Sykes looked at it carefully, then clicked her tongue in admiration.

"What's up?"

Dirk Carter asked, puzzled.

Little Sykes said, "Such a pretty woman, did you run into her by chance and then can't stop thinking about her, can't hold back the urge to find this woman for a passionate night?"

"Are you taking this job or not? If not, I'll find someone else, enough with the chatter."

Dirk Carter got a bit angry.

Seeing this, Little Sykes hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, of course, I'll take it, tell me the details."

Like in a meeting.

Dirk Carter briefly explained Megan Goodman's situation.

Little Sykes widened her eyes, asking, "You suspect that this woman was taken by the Executive Deputy Mayor?"

"Yes!"

Dirk Carter said.

"How do I find her? I can't possibly go to her house, can I?"

Little Sykes asked.

Dirk Carter nodded and said, "You have to go to her house. My people can't enter private homes, but you're different, you should have your ways."