Paradise island-Matr
Matt headed back to the hotel trying t..
🕑 Added 2021-03-02 02:48:08 +0000 UTC
Paradise island-Matr
Matt headed back to the hotel trying to comprehend what he witnessed on the beach. He saw Andrei getting used by other men and he was enjoying it. As Matt walk by the tails along the cliffs over the beach, he spotted Xavier Pompeii and two security guards headed toward the steps that led to the grotto. A sign was posted by the rock steps stating that the stairs were closed due to high tide. Intrigued, Matt waited and carefully followed. The steps were dark and slippery. As he descended the steps the sound of waves got louder. He came out on to a large cave over the ocean. In middle of the grotto was a Russian submarine. The island security were guiding the naked sailors from the submarine down a metal dock. From Matt’s vantage point he could see the blank looks in the sailors eyes as they were guided off their ship. Five older Russian officers were on the dock laughing and smoking fine Cuban cigars. It was obvious that the sailors were drugged and brought here by their own officers. Using his watch’s advanced camera and recorder, he began to record and take surveillance pictures.
“Yuri, welcome. You arrive right on time,” Xavier greeted the submarine’s captain.
“You was telling the truth about your men.” Xavier inspected one of the men.
“Da, are they worth the $300 million,” the captain smoked on his cigar.
Xavier walked over to a muscle bound blonde Russian and inspected the sailor’s large muscular ass.
“Yes, your men and your submarine is definitely worth the price.”
The men roared in laughters.
“Yuri, you and your officers are going to very rich. Come enjoy our resorts hospitality.” Xavier put his arm around the captain’s shoulders.
Matt hurried up the steps to get back to his room. He slipped several times on the wet steps. By the time he got back to the suite he was covered with mud and dirt.
Once inside his room he pulled off his muddy swim trunks and grabbed his phone. Naked, Matt called Ian in London. there was no signal on the island, his advanced phone became a satellite phone. When he reached Ian, Matt told him what he saw and uplink the videos and pictures from his phone.. Ian paused then came back on the phone.
“Yes, Intel confirmed that the Russians had lost an attack submarine in the Black Sea. It seem like the captain Yuri Paval had defected and sold his crew and sub to the cartel. Continue to gather intel. We will be dispatching a react team in three days.”
“Got it,” Matt ended the call.
Matt needed a shower to get the mud and dirty off him. He took a quick shower, washing off his hard muscular body.. As he walked out of the bedroom, with a towel around his waist and drying himself with another towel, his head started to pound. He dropped the towels and made it to the bed before he passed out
