ESCAPADES

An Interested Party

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Fri, 27 Mar 2015 04:00:00 +0000

Sepia and I were lying across the bed one morning a few days later...

''You'll be happy to know that Donald is not going to be marrying your mother." I said.

"You talked to him Kevin?" she asked..

"I did...but I can't take responsibility for his decision..For that you need to thank the mother of his child..Carolyn Shift...she has had a change of heart, she wants to get back together with him.." I said.

"Really?" she said...

"Yeah...We went to her house...Now that Albert Slayton and his crew are out of their lives....Her mother may be returning with the boy...and she and Donald talked about maybe giving their relationship a second chance..."I said.

"That is wonderful..."laughed my wife...

"Well....It would be...but it's not so cut and dry..."I said.

"I know...He's got to break it to mommy right...She won't take this too well and they do have to work together.."she said.

"It's more than that....For one thing...He is done at the prison at the end of the month...He's gotten a new job in the city....The other thing is that house....Carolyn Shift put 17G's down for a down payment...Leroy Slack put down 15G's with her..."I said.

"So? Is his name on the morgtage? "asked Sepia...

"No..and he got that money from Albert Slayton's boy, the late Chino Harris...He messed up a package...Took the money...He had to come up with something or she was going to put him out." I said.

"So that wasn't even legitimate money..She can still put him out...His name isn't on the morgtage...That's her house free and clear.."said Sepia..

"I know..but it's the principal of the thing...She would owe him 15G's if she did ..Regardless of where or how he got the money...He did contribute to her getting that house and he won't leave.."I said.

"Then she needs a good attorney and you and I both know of one." said Sepia smiling..

"You uh really don't want Donald to marry your mom do you?" I said smiling...

"Why Kevin...I'm not that shallow...I'm hurt that you would think that...I just want him and Carolyn to have every possible chance of starting a life together...They have a son for crying out loud."said Sepia..

I smiled...

"But of course."I said..

"Yes...Of course." she said with a devilish grin...

II-

My business with Donald Wardlow was over...I had located his baby boy and he paid me an additional 10G's for my services...which made 12G's total...So it seemed a little suspect that two weeks after our business had concluded...Here I was sitting in the Office/Duplex of Attorneys Olivia Bennett-Alexander and her sexy niece, Beverly West with Donald and his baby's mother...Carolyn Shift and her former boyfriend, Leroy Slack talking about the living arrangements...

Josie passed each of us a Tumbler of Coffee and put a bottled water by us at the conference room table...

"Livy...I can't thank you enough for meeting with all of us like this.." I said.

''Ohh nonsense...You and your wife are the salt of the Earth and good friends...How can I say no to either of you?" she said.

''Where is your hubby and my contemporary, Donnie Ray?" I asked.

"He's at Josies...rehearsing...He has a gig in a few nights.." said Olivia..

"Oh yeah that's right..he moonlights as a musician."I said smiling..

"Ever heard him play? He and his group are really good." she said..

"No..I'll have to catch his act." I said.

Her niece ,Beverly West walked in with a stack of papers just then and sat down next to her aunt..or Auntay, as she called her..

"Hey Kevin....Sorry to keep everybody waiting..Here is a copy of the morgtage.....Does everybody have a copy?" asked Beverly...

We all shook our heads...

"On it is only one name...Carolyn Shift..Which means she is the sole owner of this house..." said Beverly...

"Ah gave her 15 G's....I'm like her silent partner...We had an agreement..." said Leroy Slack.

"Do you have that in writing? Because if you don't have that in writing ,then you don't have anything legally binding."said Olivia..

"Legally binding?" said Leroy Slack...

"That's right loser..That means pack your bags and get to steppin." said Donald Wardlow.

"Hey man...It aint your crib either and you need to mind yo business.." said Leroy...

"Both of you please stop!!!..." said Carolyn.....

"Look you don't want to be with me no more...That's cool....but I'm out of 15G's...."said Leroy Slack...

"If I understand right...That was money you got from a Loan Shark, so it wasn't really your money to begin with..and that loan shark is now deceased...Soooo you're off the hook for it and you're even." said Beverly...

He grimaced....

"You don't have a leg to stand on Mr. Slack...You have to get out."said Olivia...

I passed him a briefcase...

"Open it." I said.

He opened it and saw fresh billls...

"Huh? What is this?" he said...

"It's 15G's....A little uh present from an interested party you might say..That was your contribution...That makes you even.." I said.

Leroy Slack smiled broadly....

"Wow..It's all mine???..No strings attached?" he said.

"According to the uh interested party who gave this to me... No strings attached..You are free and clear." I said.

"Oh alright...Uh..I'll have my things out by tonight..." he said...

I looked at Carolyn and Donald...

"Everybody happy?" I asked...

"Yes." said Donald..

"Oh Thank you Ms. Olivia, Ms Bev and Mr. Kevin.....My Mom is back and so is my little boy..She's bringing my things over tonight...She's going to be living in the little apartment on the side of my house.."said
Carolyn....

"That's great.."I said.

"And although I'm not moving in yet...Carolyn and I have agreed to try and work things out.." said Donald...

"That's outstanding." I said..Leroy Slack shook my hand and hurried out to his car...

Donald and Carolyn shook my hand and headed out....

Just before he left,Donald looked at me...

''Who was this interested party who uh paid Slack off...Was it Sepia?" he whispered...

"I'll never tell." I said smiling wryly....

Sepia had paid Olivia and Bev's legal fee and the 15G's for Slack...I agreed to keep that confidential...Olivia and Beverly knew ,but there was no need for anyone else to know..

He smiled..

"It was, wasn't it? " he said..

"What are you going to do about Jean Cokely?" I asked..still refusing to answer him.

"I'm gonna have to tell her.." he said and hung his head low..

III-

Sepia and I sat in the visiting room at the Women's Correctional Center and waited as her mother, Jean Cokely walked in to greet us...She smiled and hugged and kissed little Kimberly.....And then she hugged and kissed her daughter,Sepia and even hugged me...her son in law and the man responsible for putting her there..She had on make up and lip stick and someone had done her hair..Her gray prison dress had been altered and it fit her very snug and tightly....I must admit, She did look good..

"Mommy, you certainly look good today..Make up, nice dress...Why I thought I was looking in a mirror." said Sepia..

Jean Cokely was many things, but a fool was not one of them....

"Jo-Anne.."she said ,calling my wife Sepia by her given name..."What's wrong? You know you could never lie to me....What is it?" she said...

"Mommy...There is someone here to talk to you..He uh rode up with us.."said Sepia...

Donald Wardlow walked in...

Jean's eyes lit up...

"Hey future husband...I haven't seen you in awhile...I've been missing you....Among other things" she said and gave him a sexy salacious stare....

"Jean...Uh....There is no easy way to uh say this..."he began....

It was times like this that I'd rather be in a shootout with my man, Kool Kat by my side..

Or at a crime scene with Lt. Sissy Van Buren and her detectives..

Anything but this...

"Jean...My employment here is over!!..."he said soberly.

"You got laid off?? That's terrible...You won't need a job to take care of me.....You'll always know where I am." she laughed...

"No..It's more than that...I got a job..A new job in Philadelphia." he said.

"Ohh good...Thank the Lord...."she said...

"There is more....As you know...I have a son...He's uh the same age as Kevin and Sepia's little girl...and well,I've uh been talking to my baby's mother again and well er uhh, ahhh, We've decided that we are going to give our relationship one more try...." he finally blurted out...

Yes....I'd give anything to be at a crime scene with Sissy or facing some gangster on the street with Kool Kat..

I thought about what Olivia Bennett -Alexander told me just before I left to come up here-

"Kevin I don't know Sepia's mother...but I am a woman." she said.

"Yes you are!" I said smiling...

"Oh hush up smarty" she giggled..."She's a woman, she's been locked up...If she's had a pro-longed sexual relationship with this man, then he's been her only ray of hope....News that he's breaking up with her and for another woman isn't going to play well...Things could get, well rather uncomfortable.."said Olivia..

"Is that lawyer talk for violent Livy? Yeah..It probably will be....How bout you go with Sepia and Mr. Wardlow and I stay here in Philly?" I joked..

"What about me says stupid?" asked Olivia..."You couldn't pay me to be in that visiting room when he delivers THAT news." she said and we both busted out laughing.

That was a few days ago!

"WHAT???? WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT? You're breaking up with me?? WHY YOU NASTY LOW DOWN NO ACCOUNT DOG!!!!" screamed Jean ,who picked up a vase and tossed it at Donald's head..He ducked and it missed and smashed against the wall...The other women and visitors all exited in horror....Two prison matrons came in and ducked themselves...

"I DIDN'T COME ON TO YOU!!!...YOU CAME ON TO ME!!!...ALL THAT FLIRTATIOUS TALK...ALL THAT FEELIN ON ME...I SHOULDA REPORTED YOU...BUT NOOOO...I FINALLY LET YOU HAVE SOME AND THEN I COULDN'T GET RID OF YOU...YA LOW DOWN NASTY DOG..NOW I DONE FELL FOR YOU AND THIS IS HOW YOU DO ME??" she screamed and threw another vase at him that just missed.....

He ducked and it smashed into the wall...

"Now Jean..Jean...JEAN!" he said..

"YOU THINK YOU CAN DO THIS TO ME???" she screamed....

"Jean....Jean....JEANNN...LET'S BE REASONABLE NOW!" he screamed as she tried to rush at him...

My wife Sepia was stunned...our baby girl began to cry....I was paralyzed...I hadn't expected this!!

"OHHHHHH LAWD JESUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!! All the hot sex I gave you...All that moanin and groanin and swearin I was the best you ever haddddd.....YOU LYIN NO GOOD SON OF A...." she screamed...

"MOTHER PLEASE! NOT IN FRONT OF YOUR GRANDBABY!" screamed Sepia...

Three matrons grabbed Jean and dragged her off, still screaming and cursing at Donald...
"YOU THINK YOU CAN DO THIS TO ME???"I DIDN'T COME ON TO YOU!!!...YOU CAME ON TO ME!!!...ALL THAT FLIRTATIOUS TALK...ALL THAT FEELIN ON ME...I SHOULDA REPORTED YOU...BUT NOOOO...I FINALLY LET YOU HAVE SOME AND THEN I COULDN'T GET RID OF YOU...YA LOW DOWN NASTY DOG..NOW I DONE FELL FOR YOU AND THIS IS HOW YOU DO ME??" she screamed and still hurled everything she could his way as he ran and ducked...

I looked at Sepia and Donald...I gently lifted our baby girl from Sepia's arms and rocked and consoled her......The baby was now crying !

"Well!" I said looking at both of them....

"That certainly went well." I said smiling weakly.....

EPILOUGE-

Albert Slayton and Calvin Butts were both convicted of multiple murders and conspiracy and sentenced to Life in prison...

Donald Wardlow and Carolyn Shift got married and live together in the house she bought....with their young son.

Leroy Slack moved into a nice apartment with the money we gave him and was broke within weeks...Lost it all at Atlantic City....He currently is living with his mother in the Germantown section of the city...

Sepia and I sat in Josies...Listening to the smooth sounds of Olivia's husband..Donnie Ray Alexander and his little quartet...

"They sound pretty good Gus.." I said to Gus as I drank a beer....Sepia sat quietly...Gus looked at her,she was barely drinking her drink..Just sitting quietly...He had heard about what had happened at the prison recently...

''She gonna be alright?" asked Gus..I looked at my wife...

"Yeah...she'll be just fine.." I said, smiling...

Eva was watching our baby tonight and the two of us were at Josies...

Sepia's mother was inconsolable for at least two weeks after the break up of her and Donald Wardlow...she didn't blame us...but she had nothing but hatred and venom for Donald Wardlow.....which was understandable...

Eventually she began writing and calling Sepia and communicating through social media with Sepia, who sent her new photos of our daughter,Kimberly...who was trying to take her first steps..

I looked at my wife...

"Sepia..Was it worth it?" I said.

"Kevin ,he was planning to break up with her anyway."said Sepia..

"Yeah, but you paid for lawyers for Carolyn...You paid Leroy Slack off so he'd leave the house ...That was a little extra."I said.

Sepia finally smiled..

"Just a little?" she said.

"Just a little..."I said.

"Well look at the bright side...Donald is with a woman his own age...the mother of his child as he should be..What kind of future would he have had with my mother? She's 17 years older than him and in prison for probably the rest of her life...This was for his own good and hers." said Sepia...

"Hers? She is alone now..She had a little bit of hope..Something to live for everyday....When you're locked up, it's nice to have something to look forward to." I said.

"I know Kev..I know...Maybe she'll meet a man her own age .An old horny male prison guard." said Sepia...who looked at me and busted out laughing.....The first time I'd seen her smile since we got back from the prison.

"Hope springs eternal" I said smiling.

Sepia smiled and kissed me on the cheek!

Sudden Anxiety

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Thu, 26 Mar 2015 04:00:00 +0000

A couple of weeks passed ...We were back home...On this night...I was watching my wife Sepia undress and just marveling at her sexy body...And thinking about how sexy her mother must have been at a younger age and how sexy she still was...No wonder a younger man like Donald Wardlow had no qualms about marrying her...

Sepia looked at me...

"Kevin,I don't want that guy marrying my mom....He'd be like my step -father and he's only seven years older than me..How weird would that be?" she said..

"Yeah,it would be weird.." I said.

"Ohhh you aren't paying any attention to me..You busy checking me out..."she said smiling and softly fondling my erection...

I was checking her out...Clad in only panties and bra, she was indeed a sight to behold.....

"Oh my goodness...Look at you!" she exclaimed...

I unhooked her bra and slid her panties off...We stood in the middle of the floor kissing passionately..

"Kevin,I really don't want him marrying my mom...Just because my mother is crazy,doesn't mean that he has to be...He has a son he has to look after...He should be concentrating on that...Not my mom.."she said...

She smiled at me...I pulled her to me and began kissing her passionately... She stroked my penis gently and smiled at me...

"Please say you'll talk to him.." she asked..

"I will..I-I promise.I haven't seen him in weeks...but I know where to find him...I'll talk to him." I said.

"You sure?" she asked again ,stroking her finger across my lips...

"Yes..I'm sooo sure."I said.

She kissed me again...

...She fondled me gently,which was driving me crazy...I licked and sucked her breasts...Which was doing the same to her...

"Ummmm ouuuuuu lover you feel so goood ,ohhhhhh myyy" moaned Sepia...

Sepia straddled me on the bed... , we continued kissing...laughing ,silently....She kissed my neck, my chest, my cheeks and finally my lips...I kissed her breasts and her neck...finally, I was entering her luscious body....

Moving in and out slowly....Sepia moved up and down slowly....We both moaned and cooed....
The bed squeaked a little bit , we smiled at each other and continued kissing ....She began licking my neck and sucking on it,which made me begin moving deeper and deeper into her warm and wet lusciousness.......

Sepia kept moving up and down and then from side to side...The bed was rocking and slamming against the wall...We slowed down a bit...She looked like she was climaxing...I slowed down immensely and moved in a little harder.....She let out a soft whisper...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."she moaned.

''Yes...yessssssssssssssss baby." I said...

We kept on at it for another four hours...Moaning and screaming so loud ,the windows rattled.....We managed to climax together...holding each other tightly..and breathing heavy...Kissing each other as if it were going out of style.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Kevin...ouuuuuuuu lawddd that was soooo nice." said Sepia in between wet sloppy kisses...

"Yes lawd."I said.

She giggled and ran her index finger across my lips..

She was once again still shaking...

"Ouuuuuuu..ouuuuuu..ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuweeeeee..."she moaned and held me tight.."Please talk to him" she pleaded..

"I will baby.."I said...At this moment I would have done anything she said.

II-

Meanwhile in a storage closet in the Women's Correctional Center....Donald Wardlow had Jean Cokley bent over one of the sinks..had her panties down and her skirt up over her head and was entering her from the back and thrusting mightily....

"Ouuuuu Donald..yesssssssssssssssssssssssss..." she screamed...

"Ohhhhh..Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my goodness..Ohhhhhhhhhh." he yelled...

"Yes.....put it on me..put it onnnnnnnnnnnnnn me.." she yelled..

He was squeezing her breasts gingerly...He looked like he was squeezing oranges...

"Ummmmmmm.." he grunted...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuu..ohhhh my goodness..ouuuuuuu." she moaned...

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...""Ohhh baby, give it to meeeeee....ummmmmmph..."she cried out!

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... Jean...Jeann...Good lawd Jean.....ouuuuuuuuuu, more, more... ohhhhhh..."he yelled..

"Sock it to me Donnie...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...SOCK IT TO ME!!!"she moaned.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh gooooddddddd lawdd it's soooo goood...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh damnnn girl...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh sweeeeet jesusssssssssss ..arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.."he cried ...out!!"Morrre...Morreee....morrre...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. "

"Donnie..ouuuuuu..Donnie....OHHHHHHH. Donnie I'm cumming...ohhhhh my goodness..ouuuuuuu!"she wailed...staring in his eyes with an almost look of fear.

She was sweating profusely....So was he.....

"Ohhhhhhh,ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, here it comes...here it comes....ohhhhhhhhhhhh." he yelled...

"Yesssssssssssssssssssssssssss..ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, DONALD MY LAWDDD YESSSS!!!!" she yelled...

They were rocking so hard...it sounded like they were going to break the sink off the wall....

They both began shaking and holding each other...They were both climaxing.....His bottom lip was quivering...She was shaking and sweating profusely....breathing heavily.....

He gazed at her panties and bra ,lying on the floor...Very fancy for a prison inmate he mused...The privledge of being in a minimum security prison for honor inmates and having a sponser that put money on your books.

"Oh My god, Donnie..ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..DONALD ,OUUUU YOUNG MAN!" she screamed.

They both took deep breaths....he pulled out of her...He was wearing a condom...Thank goodness..Not that he would need it...

He slipped it off and tossed it in a trash can....He pulled his boxers up and his trousers..

She pulled her panties up and straightened out her dress and put her bra back on...She fixed her hair the best she could..

She turned and gave him a wet sloppy kiss...He held her for a long while,staring into her eyes....and kissing her...

"Wow! You are something Donald. OH MY GOODNESS..When we get married..We won't have to sneak around like this...We'll be able to make love in the trailers..." she said.

He managed a weak smile...but said nothing..He hadn't told her that he wouldn't be working at the prison after this month...That he'd taken a higher paying job in the city...He hadn't told her that he was having second thoughts about getting married either...Now certainly wasn't the time..While he was in his boxers....Jean was still gently stroking his still engorged penis ,in between soft ,sensual kisses in the storage closet and him cumming again all down his legs.....

He moaned softly...but had a sad look on his face that Jean picked up right away...

"Something wrong lover?" she asked..

"Nah, nothin is wrong."he said smiling weakly....

"You sure?" she asked smiling sheepishly....

"Yeah...nothing is wrong at all.." he said...

"Go home, get some sleep....you need it after the workout we just had in here...woooooooo...I'm gonna sleep like a baby...meowwwww!" she said..

III-

I met with Donald a few days later in Josies...

"Kev ,I need a favor." he asked..

"Another favor? I found your son for you and rid everybody of the neighborhood terror,Albert Layton and his gang...What else could you possibly need?" I laughed ,drinking my beer.

"Hey what is going to happen to those two.?" he asked.

"Oh they are both indicted for several murders...Their bail is well over two mill a piece...Nobody is going to bail them out....They're done..So you and Slack don't owe anybody any money...Slack can come out now..He doesn't have to hide."I laughed..

"Good..I need to talk to my son's mother and I'd like for you to come along just in case Slack tries to get chest up..." he said.

"I'm a private investigator Donald..Not a bodyguard...but okay...I'll go with you."I said.

"Thanks man...I got a lot to think about...Your wife might be right." he said.

"What has my wife got to do with this?" I asked.

Donald held his head down...

"I know your wife doesn't want me to marry her mother...and maybe I shouldn't...She's an inmate serving a life sentence for murder...Who knows when or if she'll ever get out...We'll never be free to be together...We'll always have to make love in a dirty old trailer on the prison yard....All of a sudden that doesn't sound so romantic."he said.

"Don't you love her?" I asked..

"I thought I did....I think I was blinded by the hot sex...I mean that woman can make a man forget his name...She is somethin else in the sack....but outside of great sex...I don't think...I don't think we have much more in common..But I aint made no major decision yet."he said.

"Alright..When do you want to visit your baby mama?"I said.

"How bout in two days...I gotta work tomorrow..I'm off in two days.." he said.

"Okay..that'll work.I'll go with you."I said.

"Thanks Kev...you've been a real stand up guy..." he said.

"And you've paid on time..."I said.

We both laughed out loud. I was relieved that I didn't have to talk him out of marrying Sepia's mom...This time, things had worked themselves out I thought...Or had they?

IV-

In two nights we both walked up to the house...His baby's mother...Carolyn Shift was a very shapely brown skinned girl, a Nurse...She looked very nice...She appeared to be pleasent...She was surprised to see Donald...

"Donnie...Wow..How are you? Come on in." she said.

"Hey Carol...I uh found your mother..." he said nervously...

"I know..She called me two weeks ago, she told me the whole thing....You and some guy beat up Chino Rivers and Smack and then when you got down there ,you and this guy captured his other guy,Cal Butts....Wow....I never knew you were such a bad-ass..."she said smiling..

''Uh Carol it wasn't exactly like that..This is my friend, Kevin Morris...He's a private investigator that I hired to find your mom.....I owed Chino and Smack some money...The money I borrowed to pay him....He's the one that put the beatdown on Smack...I did beat up Chino...but that's no major accomplishment..He's a punk and a gangsta wanna be...We found your mom and that guy Calvin Butts got the drop on us, but this man,Kevin and his associate got the drop on Cal and a confession that put Cal and his boss Albert Layton behind bars for murder..They're gone and Chino and Smack are dead...So your chicken shit boyfriend can come out of the basement now." said Donald..

She paused..

"He is already out of the basement...When he heard on the news that Chino and Smack were found dead, he started going out...Now that Albert Layton and Cal are locked up...He's out and about...Like nothing happened.."she said.

"How much was he into them for?" asked Donald..

"15 G's...He gave it to me to help me make a down payment on this house...He didn't tell me he had got it from a loan shark or I would have never of taken it...I had 17G's of my own..It was more than enough for a down payment and a decent morgtage..He confessed that he got it from those guys when they started coming by looking for him and he was hiding.

He started hiding in the sub-basement when they came around to collect...I wasn't trying to take your son from you Donnie,but I had to make sure he was safe...I'm not stupid...I knew what kind of men they were the first time I saw em.That's why I gave him to mama and told her to get out of town...They broke my windows out one night and another night they called threatening to fire bomb the place unless I either signed this house over to them or told them where Slack was..I was getting ready to move out of here as of three nights ago..I was scared to death." she said.

"Well now you don't have to..and he didn't borrow it...He stole it..He messed up a package and took the money...That's why they were lookin for him so hard." said Donald..

"Uh...well,I might.." she said.

"Why is that?" I asked..

"Slack did give me 15G's.....Regardless of how he got it....He says that half of this house is his and he's not leaving and he doesn't want our son living with him and me... I want him out...but legally ,I don't have a leg to stand on.." she said.

"Sit tight...I'll see about that." I said...

"Donald...I was wrong about you...Slack was a lot of flash and cash and mostly mouth...I thought he was a better man, but he was no man at all ...He never worked a day that we were here...even before he went out and got that money and the week he got that money I was getting ready to throw him out of my old apartment..He tricked me...You were the best thing for me..I was wrong.." she said.

Donald put his head down...

"Damn...Everything is so..So messed up now.."he said.

"If I can get Slack out of my life would you consider giving us another try?" she asked...

Donald looked confused...

"I-I-I got to think about this..Look it's been awhile Carol, let me think on this.." he said.

"I understand...You have every right to think on it.." she said.

Just then a key was heard in the lock and walking into the house was Leroy Slack...

He looked us up and down and scowled at Donald..

"What is HE doin here? And who is this nigga?" he said.

I smiled at him...

"Watch your mouth youngin..You don't know me like that." I said.

"Ah know you in mah house..Now get to steppin..."he said.

"Your house..You didn't work hard to raise a penny and the money you did give me was blood money,money you took from a loan shark and then you hid in the basement like a little girl for a year and a half...You're able to walk around free now because of these two men...THEY took down Albert Layton and his crew...At least there are still SOME men in the world." she said.

"Watch your mouth Carol or I'll.." he said.

"Or you'll what?" said Donald.."I know you're not talking about hitting her.."said Donald..

"Donnie,I'll talk to you later...Nice meeting you Kevin." she said and walked up the stairs..

"Hey where you goin?" he asked..

"To MY room..Where you're not welcomed Slack!."she said and slammed the door and locked it..

''Well..That escalated pretty fast." I remarked.

"What? Smart guy eh?" he said and turned and threw a punch at me... Wrong move...

I blocked his first swing, then blocked his second swing, then hit him in the stomach twice and bounced a couple of lefts and rights off of his face....

He fell to the floor and meekly put his hands over his face...

"Alright...Alright...Okayyy..No more..Don't hit me no more...Just..Just get the hell out of my house.."he wimpered..

"Come on Donald..Let's go." I said.

V-

Donald drank five Coronas....Gus looked at him,then looked at me...

"Kid...Don't you think it's time for your friend to go home?" he asked me..

"Yeah Gus...Let me talk to him a minute..." I said.

"You don't want to marry Sepia's mom do you?" I asked..

"No....I don't...but what am I going to do?" he asked..

"You gotta tell her...It's no guaruntee now that you and Carol have a future..." I said.

"I know, but I want to be free to try...She's the mother of my child and she's my age..I think we'd be better together.." he said.

"What about work?" I said.

"That's another thing I uh didn't tell Mrs. Cokely...I'm leaving that job at the end of the month...I got another offer here in the city and I'm taking it."he said.

"When were you going to tell her?" I asked.

"I don't know...but I was.."he said.

"You got a lot of things to work out buddy." I said.

"Yeah,I know...I got a lot on my mind.." he said.

"Come on...You're in no shape to drive..I'll drive you home and bring you back to get your car in the morning."I said..

"Thanks Kev...you're a good friend." he said as we walked out of Josies and into the night...

A light rain began to fall as we both walked towards my car....A fore runner of the storm to come ,I speculated...

(CONCLUSION NEXT)

Leonardtown

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Wed, 25 Mar 2015 04:00:00 +0000

The next morning...We drove up in Kool Kat's Escalade....By "We" I meant,my partner, Walter "Kool Kat"Jones, one of the most dangerous men I knew..and the man who should have been with me at Penns Landing the night before when Donald Wardlow and I faced down Chino Rivers and his goon, "Smack", my wife, Sepia, my daughter, Kimberly and our friend, Eva Corona....

"So where are we going again Kev?" asked Kool Kat...

" A town called Leonardville....It's right outside of D.C. and it's already programmed on the GPS.." I said as the big man picked us up...

He smiled at my wife Sepia and the baby...

"Hi ya doll."he said..

"Hi Walter." said my wife...

"I was talkin to the baby...but Hi to you too doll" joked Kool Kat...

"Ohhhhh so you got jokes eh?" laughed my wife, Sepia who had become good friends with my childhood friend, Walter...They both had that same type of biting street humor.

"Hello Mr. Walter." said our friend, Eva Corona...Who was holding and tending to the baby and sitting in the back with Sepia and Donald Wardlow..

Kool Kat smiled a flirtatious smile at her...

"I'm not a mister baby...I'm a Kool Kat...Call me Kool Kat..." he said smiling..

"Okay...Kool Kat." she said with her heavy spanish accent..

Sepia pretended to suck her teeth..

"Call him Walter...That's what I call him."laughed Sepia...

The Big Man and I chuckled as we pulled off..

II-

Leonardtown is a town in and the county seat of St. Mary's County, Maryland^. The population was 2,930 at the 2010 census. Leonardtown is perhaps most famous for the national oyster-shucking championship that occurs annually at the St. Mary's County fairgrounds.

Historic Leonardtown includes both a large public high school and a public middle school Leonardtown Middle School as well as a Catholic high school and an elementary school.

Leonardtown Elementary School, offices of the county government, and St. Mary's Hospital which serves the healthcare needs of the county. The College of Southern Maryland maintains a growing satellite campus within city limits. An upscale home development located in the Breton Bay area is just outside of town, notable for both its country club golf course and swimming pool.

Leonardtown's population is growing due to the town's proximity to Patuxent River Naval Air Station and the Washington, DC metro area. Several new ethnic restaurants and an upscale supermarket opened during 2006 and 2007. Two recently constructed hotels are open for business within city limits.

An old order Mennonite farming community is a few miles to the northwest where community members sell furniture, crafts, produce, and other homemade/home grown products. The Leonardtown Wharf waterfront park opened as a public attraction for both locals and tourists in May 2008.

Kool Kat was a good driver and he got us there in a little under three hours...

I had done my research well...We let Sepia, the baby and Eva off at a local mall and agreed to meet within 90 minutes for lunch...

"Okay Boss man where to next?" said Kool Kat...

"Well when I flagged Thelma Shift's credit cards..They showed a lot of activity in this area..." I said.

This wasn't Philly...This was a small town...So it took us a little less than a half an hour to show her photo and the photo of the baby to several people and get an address...

It helped that my hair was freshly cut and I had on a very expensive business suit and matching shoes...I looked like an attorney or a businessman...

III-

We found the house quickly and we, luckily for us observed her leaving an apartment complex...We followed her in her car to the daycare in which we observed her taking a baby boy out of the day care and driving him back to her apartment complex...

Donald Looked at me....

"Okay Kev..I got it from here...I'm gone just go inside and talk to her." he said.

"You got it man...We'll sit outside..."I said.

"Thanks Kev, Walter." he said.

After he was inside Kool Kat looked at me and smiled...

"This was some pretty tame stuff Kev..You usually call me when things get heavy..." he said...

"I know man...I suppose you heard about last night?" I said...

He smiled..

"That wasn't heavy...I heard you knocked the stuffing out of Smack and your boy beat the clothes off of Chino Rivers.." he said.

"Yeah...Word gets around..." I said.

"Nah...They made bail..." said Kool Kat..

"Bail? They had them on two murder charges..." I said.

"Somebody bailed both of them out...Paid their entire freight...and they was in the bar all beat up talkin bout how dead you gonna be next time they see you..."laughed Kool Kat..

"Guess they didn't get enough huh?" I said.

"Nah....It was just talk..I seen what you did to Smack...He don't want no more of that...and Chino is a punk...Aint no way he's going to challenge you...especially if Smack don't back his play..."said Kool Kat..

"I wonder who paid their bail and why? Also..Why Chino needed all of his money back so soon." I asked.

"Another mystery huh Kev?" asked Kool Kat...

"Yeah man...Those two are under indictment for two murders...They aint going far.." I said.

"Speakin of mystery...Who is that cool guy?" asked Kool Kat...

A tall athletically built Black man with sunglasses on and a leather jacket entered the house with a key..

Kool Kat and I looked at each other..

"That there didn't look good Kev." he said.

"I know right...? I got Donald wired...let's listen and see how this plays out." I said.

"Donald....I know how you must feel..I've taken good care of you all's son and I told her that this wasn't right...but I had to do this.." said Thelma...

"Thelma how can it be right to take somebody's child from them?" said Donald...

"There is more to it than that...She and Slack are in trouble..I had to do this so that your son would be safe..."said Thelma...

"Trouble??What kind of Trouble??"asked Donald..

"Slack..That no account negro she's shacking up with was slinging...I know you know that right?" she said.

"No I didn't..but he aint look like he was working.."said Donald..

"Yeah well he apparently owes his boss ,Albert Layton some money..a lot of money and he's been hiding out...He don't leave that house...He stay in the basement..She works everyday...He's afraid to leave the house..He messed up a package...They got a contract out on him...He's got two of his goons looking for Slack...Chino Rivers and Smack..."she said.

"They don't have to worry about those two...Me and my friend busted those two up last night and turned them over to the cops.." said Donald..

She looked at him like he was crazy...

"You and your friend? You? You busted those two up? Negro please...Smack would break you in half..No Offense..but he's a stone cold killer.." she said.

"He's in jail...besides what's that got to do with you and my son?" he asked..

"Layton is a psychopath...He's not above hurtin me and this baby to force my daughter to give up Slack's whereabouts.." she said.

"Aw Thelma...that's crazy...Besides..Nobody knows where you are."said Donald.

"How did you find me?" she asked..

"I hired a Private Investigator..." said Donald..

"And you don't think he can do the same thing?....I'm about to move out of here ?"she said.

"TOO LATE MA!" came the voice of the tall man with the leather jacket...

Thelma and Donald turned around...

"Heyy man..Look, my baby boy aint got nothin to do with this.." he said..

"Not my problem....." said the man...

He then heard the click of another gun...a 357 magnum that was stuck in his back...

He turned around to see Walter "Kool Kat" Jones....

"It can be your problem ace."said Kool Kat...

I had my .38 smokeless stuck in his neck...

"Hand over the gun...drop it quick or you'll be dropped quick."I said.

He did as he was told..

"You guys don't sound like locals.."he said.

"We aint..We're from Philly..As I suspect you are also."I said.

"Then you know about Albert Layton...He runs things on my end..He's not to be messed with.."said the man..

"I'm not to be messed with...Did you bail those two losers out that I beat the snot out of last night?" I asked.

"Yeah...and I killed em for screwing up...They was supposed to kidnap my man Donnie here and torture him until he gave up the location of Mom Dukes and the baby here...Since we can't seem to find that coward Slack who owes us money..Noo they tryin to collect they money and got the snot beat out of them by you and your boy here. Allie gave me some dough ,told me to bail em out and then to kill both of them for screwing up...And I mean they screwed up big time...The cops wanted them for killing two other people One was a guy who owed em and the other was a rival juice guy from another crew...The boss told em just to lean on em...but those two wanna be gangsters, wanna be all gangsta wild and killed em...We can't have people like them shining a light on us..They had to go..I agreed with the boss." he said as Kool Kat tied him up..

"Oh you did huh?...and I suppose you just followed me down here right?" I said.

"Yeah...it was easy..Once I found out you was the private eye he hired and all."he said.

"Well guess what else is easy? I'm wearing a wire...And you just easily admitted to two murders and you just implicated your boss in a murder conspiracy...How bout that?" I said..

He looked like he had swallowed a canary...

"I guess I should uh stop talking right now huh?" he said.

"That would be my play."said Kool Kat ,who was now laughing...

IV-

Kool Kat and I turned the thug, whose name was Calvin Butts, a local West Philadelphia player with a long rap sheet, including manslaughter over to the Maryland State Police...

Captain Hanover of the Maryland Criminal Investigation Division smiled as he approached us afterwords..The next day...We had stayed overnight at a nearby motel...

"Which one of you is Kevin Morris?" he asked..

"I am sir." I said.

"You are held in very high esteem by law enforcement in Philly...I have two people who want to talk to you on the phone..."he said ,still smiling..

"Hello." I said.

It was Lt.Sissy Van Buren of Philadelphia Homicide...

"Kevin..You are a godsend...Those two charactors were bailed out the other night and sometime yesterday morning we found both of them with their throats slit in an alley in South Philadelphia and here you've caught their murderer in Maryland a day later..and got him on tape confessing...Only you...Oh my God...Thank you soo much." said Sissy.

"You need to pick up his boss, Albert Layton...He's the mastermind behind the whole thing."I said.

What I didn't know was that as I spoke...Detectives Carlotta Rodriguez-Wallace, Tyriq Pile, Jimmy Barlow and Edwin" Duke "Baylor had gotten a warrant for his arrest and along with three uniformed policemen had already picked him and four of his lieutenants up..

"Oh we know that!!!.He's done..We got him and some of his cronies last night for Conspiracy to commit murder, two counts..His career is over, We have warrants for 39 of his close associates also..We are in the process of rounding them all up.....Somebody else wants to say hello to you."said Sissy...

"Oh Okay." I said.

It was FBI Deputy Special Agent in Charge, Sharon Hopkins...

"Hi Kevin... Love youuuuu." said FBI Deputy SAC Sharon Hopkins..

"Heyy girl..Love you too.."I said smiling..

"We are sending some agents down to pick up Mr. Butts and bring him back here..We got him for Interstate flight and two counts of first degree murder..Nice work Kevin..."she said.

"Thank you..Always glad to be of help to the Philly PD and the FBI..." I said and laughed....

V-

Hours later...Kool Kat,Sepia and the baby,Eva Corona ,Donald Wardlow and I headed back to Philadelphia..

"So Mr. Donnie, what is going to happen with your son?" asked Eva..

"For the time being...Thelma can watch him...She's taken real good care of him....I will be visiting on a regular basis..." he said.

"You still gonna marry my mom?" asked Sepia..

"Yeah..Aint nothin changed about that." he said..

"What about your son?" she asked..

"I'm going to be visiting him...When I can.." he said.

"You're going to be doing a lot of driving."said Sepia..

Kool Kat looked at me and smiled...

I said nothing...I just smiled and nodded off as we headed back up the highway towards Philadelphia..

(TO BE CONTINUED)

An Unsatisfied Customer

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Tue, 24 Mar 2015 04:00:00 +0000

I stood in the doorway and watched as Sepia tucked our daughter, Kimberly in and kissed her on the cheek...I kissed her too as she looked up at us one last time and dozed off...

I smiled as my wife sat in her sheer white night gown and stared out the window..

"What's the matter Sepia? Thinking about your mom?" I asked..

"Yeah Kevin...I know I haven't been up to see her as much as I ought to..but it seems like being incarcerated hasn't mellowed her a bit..She's every much as bit as bad as she was before she went to prison.. Always flirtatious...Always after the men, regardless of how old..You remember...When you first met me..Both she and I were sleeping with Cock Robbins at the same time..Which is what led to the murders she engineered..Trying to get back at him..." she said.

I remembered...I put my arms around her...

"That was a lifetime ago babes...Look how far we've come since then...From living together...To you finishing college, getting a degree, to you and Bonita starting a successful Real Estate business..Us getting married and having a baby..."I said...

She turned and kissed me softly..

"Yes...Me adopting Philadelphia as my home and meeting ,Mabel, Cora Beth, Victoria and Anita Jenkins..My cousins and a whole lot of other nice new friends...You gave me a new life.." she said smiling..

"And good sex too." I added looking at her salaciously...

"Oh hush up..You're so nasty..." she said laughing and then softly fondled my now raging erection....

"Ummmmm, yes...and THAT too.." she cooed...

We walked into our bed room...

We kissed some more and I eased her panties down slowly....She eased my boxers down and we crawled into bed...Kissing and licking and fondling each other...

"Ohhhhhhhh..." I moaned...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.." she cooed..

I rolled over, Sepia smiled at me and then I crawled on top of her...Her flimsy nightie was wide open...I pulled her close to me and took one of her breasts in my mouth, licking it softly...She slid out of her nightie...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...ouuuuuuuuu, Kevin, that feels soooo good.." she moaned..

She lifted herself up and gently lowered herself on my already bulging manhood....We both moaned loudly as she began moving up and down, first slowly , then next, really slow...

Outside The light of the moon was gently sifting through the window across her back as she sat astride me and confidently rode me intimately... I softly grabbed her hips and began to slowly grind inside of Sepia with every rise and fall of her...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu baby, that feeels sooooo...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.." she moaned...

I arched my back a little..

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh baby!..." I found myself moaning....

It was a little after ten o'clock when we got started...four hours and a half of sweet,slow ,tender lovemaking went by ....both of us oblivious to everything and caught up in our passion...

Finally, neither one of us could take it any longer...I exploded with a fury and Sepia began shaking and moaning....She was climaxing too...

''Ouuuuuuuuuuu.." she said with a look of pure ecstacy on her face...She collapsed on top of me and lay there sweating for a minute before she rolled off of me and lay beside me...She was still shaking a little bit, sweating profusely too!

"Ouuuuuuuuu..I'm still cumming...." she moaned..."Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh...ouuuuuuuuuuweeee.." she said.

We both laughed and she turned towards me...

"My goodness....You just show off so much...." she said laughing and kissing me again...

We both finished our night in the shower, kissing each other like it was going out of style and Sepia fondling my raging erection until I exploded again...

II-

The next morning...I sat in the kitchen eating breakfast when Sepia came downstairs dressed and holding our baby...

"You drivin in today?" I asked..

"Yeah...Bonita and I have a house to show..I'm leaving Kimmie at Daycare...." she said.

"I'm going to try and find out where this guy's baby is .."I said.

"Did Donald Wardlow give you what you need?" she asked..

"You certainly gave me what I needed last night.." I joked..

Sepia smiled, blushing almost...

"Oh Hush up smarty! Did he give you the information you were asking for?" she said laughing...

"Oh yeah,He gave me pictures of the mother...photos of the child, Photos of the grandmother and more than I usually have..Social Security numbers on both..and home addresses...This should be easy.."I said.

"So you think you can find this baby?" she asked..

"Oh I can find her."I said.

Sepia kissed me....

"Thanks for last night...I'll see you baby.." she said as she went out to the car, strapped the baby in and pulled off...

Anytime...I thought... Always like a satisfied customer.....

III-

I started out by going to the addresses I was given by my new client,
Donald Wardlow.....As I expected...Neither his ex-girlfriend or his girlfriend's mother lived at either address anymore ,nor had they for more than a year...

His Baby-mama's name was Carolyn Shift...I flagged her social security number..and found out that she worked as a nurse at a clinic and lived in Northern Liberties in a house she shared with who I guess was her new boyfriend, Leroy Slack...A ne'er do well who had a couple of drug convictions and some time in county lock up...He was listed as an auto mechanic, but there was no sign that he had worked in over a year.

Leroy Slack didn't appear to work and was home all day ,while she went to work...I shook my head..It wasn't the first time I had seen this...He had people deliver him groceries and he kept the shades drawn at all times...

He was hiding from somebody....

I flagged Carolyn Shift's mother's social security number and her credit and debit cards... Her name was Thelma Shift...I found out that she rented a car here in Philadelphia a few months ago and drove to Washington,D.C. , where she turned the car into the rental car place there....

It showed that she rented another car and a trailer and drove from D.C. to a small town in southern Maryland called Leonardtown..Not far from D.C.

Her rental car was returned to D.C. by an unknown man and that was the end of the trail...

It did show that food and other items were purchased from nearby malls in Southern ,Maryland and outside of the D.C. Area....

I now knew where she was!!!...That was easy enough...

IV-

I sat in Josie's bar with my good friend, Bartender and owner, Gus....He passed me a Corona...

"Heyy Kid...Aint seen you around lately."said Gus..

"I been busy Gus..Workin and all..."I said.

"How's that baby?" he asked.

"She's fine..Gettin big..."I said..

"You still doin that Private Investigator thing?" he asked..

"Yeah..Got a case now."I said..

"Who's your client?" he asked..."Although I'm afraid to ask, considering the dirt balls you tangle with."he said with a smile..

"No dirtball..Donnie Wardlow.."I said.

"Ohh that guy..He works up at the prison don't he?" asked Gus.

"Yeah...and get this...He's engaged to my mother in law.." I said.

Gus looked at me and then laughed...

"I saw your uh mother in law...She was sayin a taste..."he said smiling...

"Yeah, but she's 17 years older than him."I said.

"I know..He should be ashamed of himself ,but on the other hand...LAWD! "laughed Gus..

I laughed...

"I know man..I mean look at her daughter!!! Sepia blows my mind everytime I look at her..I can't believe I'm married to her.."I said.

"Yeah and if her mama looks like that...Imagine how hot Sepia is still going to be when she ages...You hit the jackpot young fella...A lot of guys think so...They envy you...Consider yourself lucky......." he said.

I smiled..

"He had a baby by some young girl a year ago and her mother took the baby and run off..He hired me to find the mother and his baby."I said.

"You find her?" asked Gus..

"Yeah..They're down in Maryland, Little town right outside of D.C."I said.

"Damn you're good kid.." laughed Gus...

"Yeah....I'm going to meet with Wardlow in a few hours at Penn's Landing.."I said.

"Oh ,he aint working today?" asked Gus..

"No..I guess he got up off of Mrs. Cokely long enough to take a day off."I said.

Gus busted out laughing..

IV-

I waited at Penns Landing for Donald Wardlow...He was late...I didn't like that....But this wasn't a life or death case or so I thought...So I didn't mind waiting a few minutes extra..

He showed up eventually...He was bloody,His face was swollen and he was shaking...

I was shocked...

"Donald..What the hell happened?" I asked...

"Kev...You shouldn't meet here...Get out of here...I-I'll call you...It aint safe.."he said..

"Did you get robbed?" I said...

"NO..He aint get robbed...HE paid up part of what he owed me." came a voice...

"Chino Rivers..."I said smiling..

Chino Rivers was a juice man...A loan shark....He was one of the biggest punks in the neighborhood at one time, but lately he had hooked up with a bruiser...an ex boxer named.."Smack"...Kyle Moore,actually....And Chino Rivers, a one time drug dealer, suddenly got in the protection buisness..Shaking down a number of small businesses...He favored himself a gangster..He dressed in Black suits, Black shirts and wore a phony pinky ring and a Black pork pie hat....

"Kevin Morris....Still got that fine ass wife?" he laughed..

"Yeah..We had a baby recently..."I said.

He smiled..

"Good for you...Now you have something I want...Two g's..."he said.

I laughed..

"You're kidding right?"I said.

"Kev..I borrowed money from him to pay you so you could look up the whereabouts of my kid...I gave him $500.00, but he wasn't satisfied....Just give him the money...It's cool and forget our little arrangement....."said Donald Wardlow..

I frowned..

"Well ,see I can't do that Chino...I deposited that money in my child's college fund..You wouldn't want to take money from my kid would you?" I said.

Chino smiled...

"See,I knew you was a smart alec...And while I could have my boy Smack knock this guys teeth out and break all of his fingers...It would be more satisfying for me to have him bust you up...Now I don't give a damn about your kid...I want that dough.." he said.

"He just paid me...That doesn't appear to be my problem....What kind of loan shark are you anyway? He just borrowed from you and you want the entire amount back this quick?" I asked..

"Smack...He's givin me some lip...Why don't you bust his...I never liked this guy anyway...Too damn cozy with the cops.." he said..

"Chino...You're making a big mistake..."I said..

"No..you makin it!!" he said..

Smack was about six foot four, not as muscular as Kool Kat,who I wished was here now..but athletically built and like I said... an ex-boxer....

I pushed Donald aside...

Smack moved fast....He was a big hulking figure..He wrapped a garrote around my neck and began chocking me..

He was as strong as hell..He was squeezing the breath out of me and practically lifting me off of the ground...I took what strength I had left and kicked him in his groin as hard as I could...He grunted, but he loosened up his hold just enough for me to elbow him in his jaw, snapping his head back and sending him flying...

I didn't have the time to catch my breath before he was heading toward me....He didn't say much...I liked that...

I landed some good lefts and rights to his body, but he was equally good with his hands...he landed some good lefts and rights to mine...I countered and landed some lefts and rights to his face, but he equaled me with some well placed lefts and rights to mine...

He was an ex-boxer..but he was out of shape...He wasn't used to someone who hit back and he wasn't prepared for the lefts and rights that I began to rain down on his face, plus the well placed body shots that made him shake and wince in pain...

...I cracked him hard in his jaw and saw blood trickle from his mouth...I cracked him again and saw the sweat fly off of his face...I hit him in his stomach and he bent down in obvious pain..I landed some more lefts and rights to his jaw which sent him into the wall...and down on the sidewalk..He lay there for a minute...still conscious and breathing heavy...I was holding my neck and still gasping for air...

He went to get up and was met with a swift kick to his jaw....I was a trained kickboxer...I was out of practice...but good enough to lay Smack out for the count...

Chino was astounded and frightened...

"Now look Kev..Look..You aint got nothin to do with this...You right..You right man...Look...This between me and Donnie...Let's just call it even.."He said ,suddenly afraid and backing up...Nobody had dared fight Smack back,let alone knock him out....Without Smack to back him up...He was a completely different guy..

But Donald Wardlow was angry...He grabbed Chino and punched him several times until Chino's face was a bloody pulp...Unlike Chino...Donald was no punk...He ripped Chino's cheap suit off of him ,pants, shirt and jacket and continued to beat him until he was unconscious...I finally stopped him..I didn't want him to kill Chino......Laughing at the whole thing...I went to my car and got some rope and plastic ties and tied both thugs up...Then I called the police...

"Damn Donnie..You had to go to a loan shark to get a lousy 2G's?" I asked...

"I got 12G's Kev....The rest I was going to pay you..I just want to know where my son is...and that he's alright.." said Donald..."I needed the cash fast man." he said.

"Well next time...just call me..We can work things out...Don't deal with scum like these two.." I said.

V-

Detectives Sirena Pile and her partner, Tony Hopkins showed up with four uniformed officers...

"I thought these two goons might be wanted for something."I said.

Sirena smiled..

"They sure are...They're suspects in the murder of a shopkeeper in Fishtown and of a rival Juiceman in Northern Liberties.."said Sirena...

"We had a bolo out on these two for about a week...You made it easy for us...Thanks again Kev." said Hop...

"Always glad to be of help." I said.

Just then, a familiar figure, their boss, Lt. Sissy Van Buren walked up behind me and kissed me on the cheek..

"Hi friend."she said with her sexy voice...

"Lieutenant! How are you?" I said.

"I'm just fine...You just helped us close two murders...attributed to these two...I'm happier than the morning sun....And they got the beating they deserved..Lord knows they've assaulted a number of people who were too afraid to press charges against them...They work for a guy named Slayton...Albert Slayton..We've been trying to make a case against him for a number of things..With these two cool guys in custody it might be easier."she said as the two were administered first aid and walked toward the paddy wagon...

I smiled and waved at both of them....

Sissy looked at Chino..He was in his boxers, a torn undershirt and socks..He was a bloody mess...Face swollen...one eye nearly shut...

"He came out here with no clothes on?" she asked laughing...

"Uh No...Uh one of his customers was kind of unsatisfied with his payment plan and uh beat the clothes off of him...before I could stop him."I said looking at Donald Wardlow..

Sissy smiled...Then she looked at Smack...Who was just coming to...He had a black eye...a swollen face and a bloody nose...

"He did that too?" she asked..

"No...That was me... I was unsatisfied with his uh collection practices.I think we came to an understanding."I said.

She busted out laughing...then shook her head...

"Goodbye Kevin...Thanks again..."she said and along with her two detectives and her uniforms took the two thugs downtown as they say...

"So...Uh ,did you find em?" asked Donald Wardlow...

"I have reason to believe they're in Southern Maryland...Right outside of DC....Want to go on a road trip tomorrow?" I asked..

"Sure." he said...

"Okay...I'll stop by your house tomorrow morning at 9:00 am." I said.

"That'll work...Thanks Kev..."he said..

"Next time...Find better business associates."I said as we both headed toward our cars...

"Will do Kev."he said with a smile.

(TO BE CONTINUED)

Mama's Surprise

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Mon, 23 Mar 2015 04:00:00 +0000

A nice unseasonably balmy afternoon in early spring found me with my wife, Sepia and our baby, Kimberly dining at a fancy new eatery that had just opened a few blocks from my office building.....We were with our friend, Eva Corona , a former client of mine who helped us a lot with baby sitting on those days when the day care center was closed or on the weekend when Sepia and I wanted to get away or something... In addition..She was now working full time at Morris Communications and taking classes...She lived in an apartment complex just two blocks from us that was owned and managed by Chris and Chess..

"Thank you Mr. Kevin and Ms. Sepia...But you didn't have to do this." she said.

"Non-Sense Eva...You don't know how much of a help you've been with the baby and just in general..So anything you want is on me tonight.." said my wife Sepia..

Within minutes we were joined by another former client of mine and a friend..Josie Boyd...She worked as an Office Manager for two other former clients and friends...Attorneys Olivia Bennett Alexander and her niece,Beverly West..They were not in attendance this afternoon..

Over the years I had had many,many clients who wound up being life long friends and associates..

Eva, Sepia, Josie and I were joined by my good friends, Attorney Robert Foxworth and his wife and my wife's business partner...Bonita Foxworth...

"Heyy guys...You order yet?" asked Robert Foxworth...

"No, we were waiting for everyone to arrive.."I said.

"Anyone else coming?" he asked..

"No..everyone is here, Eva,Josie, you and Bonita,Sepia and me."I said.

"Don't forget that beautiful baby!" said his wife, Bonita...

"Never that." said my wife, Sepia, who tickled the baby's toes and smiled..as the baby laughed...

Robert Foxworth smiled..

"She's got her daddy's sense of humor.." he said..

We all busted out in laughter...

"Well lets order some brews and some food." I said..

"I'm with that!" he said..

II-

The six of us ordered Micro brews and some of their delicious Burgers....

"Oh My God...These Burgers are delicious!" said Bonita....

"Yesssss." said my wife Sepia...

"This brew aint bad either." laughed Robert Foxworth...

I gave him some dap and laughed...It was nice being out with friends...eating,drinking and enjoying life...

The past few weeks...I was working hard,running Morris Communications...Overseeing our magazines, newspapers and radio station as well as our television station and our digital operation.. Talking to potential advertisers...helping Chess, Chris,Donald Smooth and Gus at Josies organize Music Fest..a week long free series of outdoor concerts..We weren't just going to have the regulars who performed at Josies...but some new artists..even some out of towners...I was with Sean and Sheila Jackson and Harry Charles almost daily...Then lunch meetings with my attorneys, Conrad and Jill Hilton..

I missed hanging out with Clerow and Owen Todd who were equally busy with their apartment rentals and storage business....I hadn't seen Peeping Tom, Lockpick Johnson or Kool Kat since our last case...I needed a good case to work on...

You should be careful what you wish for...One was coming..Little did I know..

III-

It was a beautiful night...Sepia,Bonita, Eva and Josie shared some girl talk inside, while Robert Foxworth and I stepped outside to get some fresh air....

"Uh Kev..I uh wasn't going to bring this up ,but I figure..I never know when I'm going to see you again and all.."said Robert...

"What's up Robert?" I asked..

''When is the last time you or your wife has visited your mother in law?" he asked..

"I haven't seen her in three years...but Sepia writes her and sends her pictures of us..." I said.

I was reminded that I was in a unique situation... My Mother in law...Sepia's mother had masterminded
five murders and the attempted murder of Cock Robbins, who had once been Sepia's lover..It was my first case...The case that started me on my way to being a Private Investigator....This case went so far back, that it was before I met Sissy....

Jean Cokely was serving a life sentence in a minimum security women's prison...Thanks to my intervention and a favor from my good friend,ADA Keith Wallace....

Jean Cokely had a 32 inch flat screen television and cable ,again thanks to me , several magazine subscriptions and a laptop computer...all thanks to me and money on her books..Again thanks to me..

I forgave the fact that she attempted to have me murdered, while she was in prison...a year later and she had accepted the fact that her daughter, Sepia and I had gotten married...

We weren't friends by any definition of the word...but we weren't mortal enemies either...

"Well..She has reached out...She would like to see her grandbaby Kev." said Robert...

"She reached out to who? You?" I asked..

"Nah....a female client of mine that I repped...I was up at the prison and she was in the visiting room talking to a guard and she recognized me....She said.."You're friends with my daughter and her hussssssssssband." I said that I was...And she asked me to ask both of you to come up with the baby.Kev ,It is her grandchild..She deserves to see it."said Robert..

I frowned a minute...then I said-

"Yeah, you're right...Perhaps it's time to bury the hatchet...I'll bring this up to Sepia..."I said.

"Thanks Kev...All I told her was that I'd relay the message to you." he said.

"She could have relayed it herself....All the stuff I bought her."I said.

Robert Foxworth just laughed and patted me on the back.

IV-

A few days later...Sepia and I and our baby drove upstate to the Dolly Madison ,Minimum Security Women's Correctional Center where Sepia's mother, Jean Cokely was being held...It was an hour and a half drive from Philadelphia...Not far at all.

This prison ,much like Stanga was a prison for honor inmates, non-violent offenders, short timers...
Jean Cokely was one of three lifers incarcerated there....

It was bright....The women weren't locked up in cells..They were locked up in dormitory like rooms..
usually two to a room...Jean had a room to herself..Again,thanks to me...There was a swimming pool...Outside and indoor...A nice library and multi-media room...A cafeteria with pretty decent food...The inmates were allowed to wear their own clothes two days a week with electronic ankle bracelets on to keep track of them.

The visiting room could have been a nursery...it was so bright and colorful...Hardly the type of room you'd think that convicted criminals would meet their visitors in...

Jean Cokely,like her daughter,Sepia was a shapely and extremely attractive woman...Six years in prison had taken none of her looks away...Her hair was just starting to gray...She still had a figure that could turn the heads of men a decade younger than her...Today she was wearing her own clothes and she had on a tight skirt, black pantyhose and matching pumps...She could easily have been a patron in Josies Bar and Grill on a Friday night and not an inmate serving life...Except for the electronic ankle bracelet...I wouldn't of known she was an inmate.

She took Sepia in first....

"You look good daughter." she said with a smile...

"Thank you mommy."said my wife...

I was holding the baby and standing back....

She looked at me and smiled...

"You don't have to be afraid of me Kevin...I don't bite...Come here..let me see my grandbaby.." she said.

I stepped forward and let her hold the baby...Who was surprisingly serene and smiling...considering she was in a strange enviroment.

"Awww look at this cutey pie...She looks just like her mama.." she said...

Which was true...She did look just like Sepia...

I jokingly called Kimberly, Sepia's mini me...

She ,to my surprise passed the baby to Sepia and gave me a nice warm hug.....

"I want to thank you Kevin....Not just for what you've done for me in here....but for taking care of my daughter...You married her, gave her a home and you two look like you're doing good for yourselves..I hear you both have your own businesses...Very good...Thank you for making a life for my daughter...."she said..

I thought I detected a tear in her eyes...

Sepia was certainly tearing up...

"I have good news for both of you....Mama is getting married!" she said.

"MARRIED??" we both said...

"Yes....I met a nice young man...He works here...He's one of the Therapists...His name is Donald Wardlow..."she said.

"Donald Wardlow." I said.

"You know him Kevin?" she asked..

"I sure do...Mrs. Cokely...He's...He's a bit younger than you." I said..

"He's 17 years younger than me to be exact...but we've fallen in love and we plan to get married..This place is just like Stanga....Once you're legally married you can have conjugal visits.. There is another woman here...I believe you're responsible for her being here too...The uh "Lipstick" Killer...Belinda Rhodes..She's married...Got married right here to Willie Green...Lawd Jesus...That man comes up here like clockwork, Every two weeks and we can't sleep the entire weekend...The noise those two be making..moaning, groaning, outright screaming out loud....They're out there in the bungalows...but you can hear the bed squeaking, the headboard slamming against the wall...I tell you the racket is unimaginable..but afterwords..She's just as happy as a clam...That's how I feel when Donald Wardlow and me have a quickie in the washroom."she said.

"MOTHER!" screamed Sepia,obviously embarrassed...

"Oh Sepia..grow up...You and Kevin been knockin boots since yall met...That's how come little cutie is right there in your arms..." she said.

"But Mother we are married and we are close in age." said Sepia.

I was three years older than Sepia.

"So? Age aint nothin but a number...And speaking of my husband to be...There he is..." she said beaming with pride or something..

Donald Wardlow was a little older than me..maybe four or five years...He was from my old neighborhood in West Philadelphia...He had gone to Temple for three years after High School and then dropped out..Then He was in Community for two years...He actually finished there...Next, he worked as and EMT driver at a local hospital...and finally as a Physical Therapist at a number of places...Now he was working at the Women's Correctional Center and sleeping with my mother in law...

I couldn't blame him...She was a fox...I could only imagine how good Sepia was going to look as she aged...I looked forward to it..Her mother was a stone fox...I had to admit it...

Donald Wardlow was tall, honey brown skinned...No facial hair on his face and athletically built..He looked like a little boy ,but was much older than he looked..

He saw me and was a little aphrehensive..

"Uh Hi Kev, Sepia...Kev,I was actually going to reach out to you man..I uh need a favor.." he said.

"Really? You need a favor from me?" I said.

Sepia was staring daggers at him..

"I guess you know that uh Jean and me is plannin on gettin married.." he said.

"Yes..She told me.."

"Well look here Kev...I know you're like this private investigator...and you do favors for people.."he said.

"Yeah..for a price..."I said.

"I'm bout to be your future father in law.."he said.

"For a price."I said again..

He passed me an envelope...I inspected it...There was $2000.00 in it...

"I had a son...He's about the age of your little girl there....His mother gave him to her mother and she run off...I want you to find her..I need to know where my son is and that he's alright." he said.

"You got recent photos of the girlfriend? Her mother?? Any addresses??" I said.

"I can get them for you before you leave.."he said.

"Come here and give mama some sugar."said Jean ,looking at him salaciously..

He embraced Jean and kissed her passionately...Sepia turned her head in disgust..

I had to admit...I did smile a bit...

He looked around to make sure no one else was looking..

"I'll be by to see you before quitting time ." he whispered to Jean...

She stroked the slight erection that was bulging from his pants...

"Make sure you do and bring him along.." she said eying his erection and laughing...

"Oh My God Mommy." said Sepia ,looking at them both with disgust...

"What? We all grown ." she said and laughed...

I just shook my head and laughed to myself.

V-

Sepia and I headed home....

"You're going to take his case?" she asked me..

"Yeah...it's nothing heavy...Just got to locate his son..." I said.

"Yeah, a lot of your cases start out that way and morph into something else.." she said.

"You're right " I said.

She didn't know how right she was...

(TO BE CONTINUED)

Waterloo

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Fri, 20 Mar 2015 04:00:00 +0000

Eddie C and his wife,Lt. Sissy Van Buren stood in the hallway enjoying a sweet kiss...It was early ,none of the other detectives had arrived yet...

He had brought her a tumbler of coffee and a blueberry muffin.

"Baby,I'm so sorry about last night."said Sissy...

''Siss, you're a cop..I knew that when I met you... Just arrest this mope soon so that I can get some more of that good stuff and not be interrupted .."he whispered....

His voice made Sissy moist and extremely turned on....

"You most certainly can baby..all night..." she said seductively.

"Well alright"he said and pulled her to him and kissed her passionately....

After about five minutes they both broke their embrace...

"We'd better stop this before we get too excited..."she said breathlessly and smiling weakly..She was already excited....

"I'm already too damn excited...."he said.

"Thanks for the coffee and the muffin.." she said..

He kissed her again...

"You're welcome babes...Please hurry up and bust this mope.."he said and laughed...

"I will baby...But whether I do or not...I'm giving you something un-interrupted tonight.." she said and smiled that sexy smile of hers...

"Damn girl that's what I like to hear...Let me get out of here and get to work before I can't leave."he said and kissed her again and left...

Sissy walked into her office, closed the door and leaned against the wall...She took several deep breaths ,Trying to get herself together....and sighed...

II-

Detective Angie Belton sat in the conference room that morning...Officer Johnny Little walked in and passed her a tumbler of coffee...

"Gee Thank You Johnny....You know that I like Hazelnut Cream and four sugars...My you are observant." she said.

"Yeah,I am..."he said.

Angie said nothing else..She sipped her coffee...

"I uh heard you've been uh on the street working the case huh?" he said...

"Yes,I have....Looks like our killer may have slipped up...Made a mistake...The mistake I was waiting for." she said.

"Ohhh? and what was that?" he asked..

"The Port Street Bath house...The manager there...The night manager said that after we left...He found a watch near the shower..." He called us yesterday..

"A watch?" said Officer Little..

"Yeah..A wrist watch...By the way..Where is yours? Didn't you wear a wrist watch? See? I notice things about you too."she said smiling sweetly...

"Uh who needs a watch? My phone gives me the time." he said.

"Yeah you're right...Anyway..I told him to put the watch in a plastic baggy and hold it and that somebody would be coming to get it.." she said.

"Well let's me and you go and get it" he said.

"No need for that...The other detectives will be in in just a few hours...They can go get it...It's not like he's going anywhere...I'm tired Johnny..I've been working around the clock, non-stop on this case...It's starting to eat away at me again...I didn't want that to happen...I'm going back to Internal Affairs..This is their headache now.." she said ,all the while staring at him...

He looked a bit disappointed..

She continued...

"Carlotta is very smart, so is Rico,my husband,Jimmy , Duke,Sirena, Hazel and Hop...They've caught many many criminals...They'll eventually catch this guy...The manager said that the watch looks like it has a fingerprint smudge on it...If that's so..They'll have their man..." she said.

"Oh really? Well you know..Anybody might have dropped a watch...A lot of people take baths in that place." he said.

"How do you know?" she asked ,looking at him hard....

"I-I-I don't..I mean..I'm not gay.....I just figure... A lot of people come through there..."he said.

"Well whether or not...If that fingerprint doesn't belong to any of the people we cleared and we interviewed everybody who bathed there that day..Then more than likely...That's our killer."said Angie..

"Think so huh?" he said.

"I don't care one way or the other...I'm done after this week..I'm going back to IA."she said.

"Oh...Sorry to hear that." he said and left....

Sissy and I entered the room just then...

"You think he went for it?" she asked..

"Oh yeah...He went for it...I'm bettin he's headed for his car now.." she said.

"That GPS Tracking device Sharon put on his car will track him....I'm betting he heads right for the Port Street Bathhouse." I said...

"Well..Let's give him a few minutes and head over..."said Sissy...

III-

The Port Street Bathhouse was empty....Surprisingly...No one was bathing today....The sound of footsteps could be heard entering into the shower area....There was quiet, then the footsteps headed to the managers office...

The door quietly opened....and the hulking figure quietly walked over to the drawer...Jimmied the lock and opened the drawer up....

Suddenly the light came on....

"Looking for something Officer Little?" came the voice of Detective Tony Hopkins...

He was startled....

"I'll bet you were looking for this" said Dr.Hazel Hunter -Baylor who tossed the watch to him..

He looked stunned...

My wife, Detective Carlotta Rodriguez-Wallace walked up just then...

"It's okay...It got wet...There was no fingerprints on it...Angie pulled your leg..but the fact that you're here, proves you are guilty and that you had something to hide.." she said.

"No it doesn't..It doesn't prove anything." he said..

"Oh but it does my man...See..We got your prints off of some torn latex that was on two of the victims....We couldn't find you because we were busy looking for criminals...We started looking at civil servants and you came right up both times...Positive match."said Tyriq...

"Here is where it gets cute...We got you on film at every crime scene...Every single one...Including last night....And the ones from 2010...No other cop we interviewed was at every single one..Just you.You made it your business to be at every one to take a look at your work, to see what the detectives found." said Sirena..

"It gets better Johnny...You notice you haven't seen me and my wife around for a few days? That's because we were in San-Francisco...We had a nice long talk with the Chief of Detectives out there...Seems like you failed to mention to anybody here that before you became a cop you were in fact a suspect in three murders in California that were never solved...Three people who could identify you refused because they didn't want to out themselves as gay..That was then...They were more than willing to point you out while Angie and I were there..." said Jimmy....

"Oh yeah....and we got you on tape at a bar,a gay bar just four blocks from the scene of our last murder last night in the bar, trying to buy sex from our latest victim..You followed him and you strangled him...Plus we got a couple of people who drew composite sketches that all strangely look like you Johnny..."said Duke, who calmly disarmed him of his service revolver and his back up piece.."I never pictured you for gay."he said.

"I'm not Gay...I'm...I'm not...I-I just experimented a little, that's all...I'm not Gay." he said.

"We talked to several of your ex-girlfriends and that's not what they say.They told us you had intimacy problems and all of them strongly suspected that yo were more attracted to men than women..You've been fighting it for a long time haven't you."said Duke almost sympathetically...

"No...No....I'm not Gay...I'm not Gay...I'm...I'm not...I-I just experimented a little, that's all...I'm not Gay. I-I-I- like women.." he said.

"Can I tell him?" asked Carlotta...

"You're the primary Top."laughed Tyriq..

"We caught you on the traffic cam in that same rental car ,coming to and leaving the scene of three of the murders...We got the plate number and got a positive ID of you.." she said..

Angie walked in then....

"And last but certainly not least....We got a positive handwriting match from each of the letters you sent me and the detective you sent letters to in San-Francisco...We got the match from your detectives exam too..The one you failed....I remember now..Lt. Lockwood was one of the detectives who administered the test...I was his girlfriend then...I remembered.. You made the mistake that so many people like you make...You over-played your hand...You should've quit while you were ahead."laughed Angie as Carlotta passed her the handcuffs and she placed them on him...

"John Little aka Big Bob Johnson, Big Dick Brown....You are under arrest for multiple murders..You have the right to remain silent..Anything you say can and will be used against you...You have a right to an attorney..If you can't afford one..one will be provided for you....Do you understand these rights ?Sure you do...You were a cop once!" she said.

Sissy, Sharon and I clapped ...Everybody else clapped... Carlotta hugged Angie...

"You got him mami...you got him!" said Carlotta...

"No Baby Sis...We got him...All of us! " she said and we all smiled..

John Little looked at her...

"You got nothin..Nothin..It's all circumstantial...."he said.

"Maybe..but by the time the jury hears this...They'll have heard all they need to hear. Officers!" I said.

Three uniformed officers escorted John Little to the paddy wagon outside and took him to the detention center.

"No...No....I'm not Gay...I'm not Gay...I'm...I'm not...I-I just experimented a little, that's all...I'm not Gay. I-I-I- like women.." he kept mumbling....

"Da Nile is more than just a river in Egypt" I remarked as everyone laughed....He had probably repressed his feelings for years and killed gay men as a way of killing his own urges I suspected...

The career of the "Scribbler" was in effect, over!

EPILOUGE-

News of John Little's arrest brought relief and calm to the city of Philadelphia...Especially the Gay community...

I tried him for all eight murders.....and got convictions...He was sentenced to die by Lethal Injection...

California tried him in abstentia...and got convictions on all three counts..He was sentenced to die by lethal injection there too...Screwed both ways...

He sits in a Maximum Security Prison in protective custody...He is an ex-cop....

"So mami...now that that weight is off your shoulders are you ready to return to homicide?" asked Carlotta..

"I'm thinking about it.."said Angie,smiling weakly...

"Take your time sweetie..I have two positions open....and one of them will always be for you...You always have a home here."said Sissy..

I hugged Angie..

"Always good to know...and in between now and then...If you guys ever need an extra hand , extra set of eyes...I'm just a phone call and two floors away.." she said..

''Come on babes..let's go home"said Jimmy as the two walked out and headed off to their home.

Eddie C. showed up just then....

''I heard you guys made an arrest.."he said smiling...

''We did...and this girl is all yours." said Sissy ,smiling.."Good Night you two...Lock up Chica." said Sissy as she and Eddie C. walked out..

I closed Sissy's door...Her shades were already drawn...Everybody had already left for the day...I pulled Carlotta to me and began kissing her passionately...She surprisingly returned my passion and opened up my trousers..she was massaging my erection with her soft and dainty little hands and I was going crazy....Still kissing her...

I put my hands up her dress and was about to ease her panties down and then I stopped...

"What's the matter?" she asked...Looking at me in amazement...

"I can't!!! ...I can't do this in Sissy's office!!!.."I said.

Carlotta smiled..She took her hands out of my pants and I zippered them up..She fixed her clothes..

''Ahhh,and I was going to let you this time." she said.

"YOU WERE?" I asked...Getting aroused all over again....

She took my hand and led me out...and locked Sissy's door..

"Let's go home and make love all night long in our own room." she said and ran her index finger across my lips..

''Sounds like a good plan to me."I said.

"I know.." she said and smiled...I pulled her back into Sissy's office and closed the door...Locked it!!! She giggled as I kissed her passionately and unzippered her dress..

And meanwhile at Penns Landing...

Lieutenant Tragg's phone rang...

"Tragg Here.. Oh yes...Deputy of Operations...I've been waiting to hear from you....Well thank you sir...Yes..I've got this unit straightened out...SHip shape as they say...Yes sir sirrrrrrrr..What is that sir? Lieutenant Gatsby has retired? What? You want me to run the Marine Unit permanantly?? What?? Sir...I've been getting awfully seasick out here on this boat...No sir sirrr...I'm not looking a gift horse in the mouth...I know that there is room for promotion..but sir does it have to be on the boat? It does!...Yes sir..sirrrr...Thank you sir! Thank you again sirrr." he said.

He put his Iphone away and kicked over a trash can...

"DAMNNN..,.DAMNNN...DAMN...DAMNNNNNNNNNN!" he screamed in anger!

Unexplored Territory

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Thu, 19 Mar 2015 04:00:00 +0000

The next few days..We were very secretive with the press and most of the Police department about the shape of our investigation....Only the Deputy of Operations, The Police Commissioner, The District Attorney and the Mayor knew the scope of our investigation...Sissy and I met with the four of them in secret and they decided to co-operate with us...They really wanted this guy caught...It was so nice not to have Lt. Tragg brow beating her and getting on Television and all talking about the case and getting in the way....

Carlotta, Tyriq ,Duke, Sirena , Detectives from Internal Affairs and Sharon and her FBI agents began pulling the files of every uniformed police officer and every plain clothes officer involved in the investigation of the first three homicides and the current four...

It was tiresome and tedious work... They flagged their credit and debit cards, checked their bank accounts...Talked to friends, family and associates and then finally began interviewing the officers themselves...It was all done as quietly and discreetly as possible and none were told that they were being investigated in relation to the murder cases...All thought it had something to do with something else..A corruption probe!

They worked around the clock...I barely saw my wife....They had already flagged the credit and debit cards of the now seven murder victims, interviewed their family,friends and associates and come up blank...They were still checking and triangulating ATM, Street and Traffic Cams looking for something,anything...This killer was careful....All the more reason we thought he might be a cop..He knew what we would look for and didn't leave anything..No fingerprints...No DNA..

II-

This was baffling Hazel....but she did find something..It was small...but it was something...

"This guy had big hands..and he used latex gloves like we use when we are examining bodies....But he apparently had a struggle with this last guy...and the second guy we found..Part of his glove ripped....I found it ...I turned it inside out...I got a partial print from two pieces of latex...We run this print...We got our guy...He finally made a mistake." she said.

Hop was busy checking ATM, Traffic and Street Cams and going into Gay Bars asking questions, showing photos of all of the victims and talking to known male prostitutes..He took three of his most trusted uniformed officers with him...

He was doing a great job solo..without the help of the other six detectives and his wife...Both Sissy and I were very proud of the job he was doing..

III-

"You miss your wife don't you Keith?" said Sissy as we sat in her office talking...

"I do Siss....They've been working around the clock....Tyriq and Sirena go to get their kids from daycare or a relative and Carlotta and Duke take up the second shift...and Sharon and Hop are working the other shift.... This case is really starting to get under their skins...Carlotta comes home at three in the morning and I see it in her eyes...The same look Angie must have had...The frustration with working a case as hard as you can and not being able to even produce a viable suspect or person of interest..."I said.

"I know...I know...but I think they are on the right track now...They are keeping it out of the paper and they are working as stealthly as possible.. I think they are closer than they know...Hazel found a fingerprint and Hop is starting to break ground in his investigation...." she said.

Just then a uniformed officer walked in and brought Sissy a tumbler of coffee...

"Oh Thank you...Officer.....Officer Little right?" she said.

He smiled..

"You remembered huh? Yes..Johnny Little. I like that about you Lieutenant, your attention to detail....You're a Lieutenant of Homicide, Special Victims and Major Crimes and yet you remember everybody's name.." he said.

"Everybody is important." said Sissy...

He smiled...

"ADA Wallace..I didn't realize you were here...Hope I'm not interrupting something?" he said.

"Oh No..Noooo...We were just talking..." I said.

"How is your wife, Carlotta? I haven't seen her in a few days.." he said.

"She's been busy...Working another case..." I said.

"What? She's given up on the Bathhouse Murders? That's what the papers are calling them.." he said, smiling..

"Well, they've gone cold right now and we have other cases that we have to focus on..." I said..

"We haven't totally given up...The criminal usually makes a mistake..Something that trips him or her up....We are sifting through evidence and looking at a few persons of interest.."said Sissy...

"Oh really? Hmmmm....I notice that Detective Belton...I mean Barlow hasn't been around lately..." he said.

"She's working the case hard.....She's just not reporting in..She's on the street.." said Sissy, who gave me the side eye...

"You worked with Detective Belton in Internal Affairs didn't you?" I asked..

"Yeah..Yeah..I was detailed to IA...I used to be detailed down here in Homicide too...I worked with her and Duke on a lot of their cases.." He said.

"You kind of had a little crush on Detective Belton didn't you?" I said smiling..."Come on you can tell us...It all stays in here.." I said laughing..

He smiled sheepishly...

"Yeah,I kind of did...No Offense...I didn't think I had a shot.....When she uh wound up with Jimmy,I was shocked..I mean he's White and like me, considerably younger.. If I had of known he could have a shot,I certainly would have put my bid in for her earlier.."he said laughing shyly...

"You uh don't have a problem with her being married now do you?" asked Sissy..

"Ohhh Nooo, Nooo...Jimmy is my friend...I'm Happy for him...I was in the academy with Jimmy and Carlotta...We've known each other for years..."He said..."Well...I've got to go...Don't want to hold you people up.."he laughed..

After he left...Sissy looked at me funny...

I felt a chill in my bones like I'd never felt before..

IV-

What we didn't tell him or anybody was that Both Detective Angie Belton and her husband, Detective James Barlow were in San-Francisco....

"Jimmy it is really nice that you came with me...This is kind of like a mini-vacation for the two of us..But then again...I wasn't going to be gone for three days without you was I?" she smiled..

"No way...I can't sleep in that big bed of yours without you." said Jimmy...

"Aww, you are sooo sweet....or are you just horny when I'm gone?" she asked giving him the side eye..

"Incredibly horny...but is that a sin?" he said and pulled her to him and kissed her passionately...

She returned his passion and continued to kiss him for close to ten minutes before stopping and smiling at him...

"We keep this up and we aren't going to make our meeting with the chief of Detectives here." she said.

"Yeah, you're right...Come on..let's go..." said Jimmy...

Angie and Jimmy took copies of The Summer Murders of 2010 file and their recent murders to the Chief of Detectives of San -Francisco and showed it to them...He brought in the case detectives that worked on a simular case there...

"Oh My God...This is so simular to an unsolved case we had in 2005.....It was in the summer...
We had three murders..All of them, gay men, all in bathhouses...One in May...Another in July and the last one in late August....and we got a letter,just like yours..same handwriting..." He said.

"Look..It matches the handwriting of the letters I got in the summer of 2010 and now the letters I've been getting." said Angie...

"Our perp met his victims at gay nightclubs, bars and restaurants." he said.

"Did you guys ever have a suspect? We never had a viable suspect and we still don't.."said Jimmy...

"You know ..We did have a suspect..because we had three people who actually saw him and got away from him...but we couldn't hold him..No fingerprints...No DNA...and
the three surviving victims did not want to "out" themselves by testifying against him in court. Among the survivors were a "well-known entertainer" and a diplomat.

The suspect spoke freely with police, although he did not admit to the slayings.
At the time, our Mayor, who was Gay himself publicly expressed empathy for the victims who refused to speak with police, stating "I understand their position. I respect the pressure society has put on them." That killed our investigation."

"To date, the suspect has never been publicly named or apprehended and very little information available about the crimes was ever made public..but we do have a photo of the guy...He told us his name was Big Bob Johnson...but that wasn't his real name....Here is a photo of him." said the Chief of Detectives..

Angie and Jimmy's mouths flew wide open....

"Oh My God...I know him!!" she said.

"You know him?...I was in the Academy with him!"said Jimmy...

"The Academy?? This mope is a cop?" asked the Chief of Detectives..

"He is now. Your killings stopped after August of 2005 right?" said Jimmy..

"Yeah,Just stopped cold and this mope dropped out of sight..." said the Chief of Detectives...

"He moved to Philadelphia... Attended Community College for two years and then entered the Police Academy...He graduated with me and my partner..."said Jimmy..

He looked at Angie..

"No not her...She's my wife...My partner back home...The three of us were in the Academy together..We graduated...My partner and I went on to be Detectives...He failed the Detectives exam..He was the only one in our class who failed.."said Jimmy...

"How did he take it?" asked the Chief of Detectives...

"He was disappointed naturally...But he didn't seem too put off..I mean he's still a patrol cop...He used to be detailed to Homicide.." said Jimmy..

"Back when I was a Homicide cop..He was detailed to me in fact...He was there all along..Hiding in plain sight."said Angie..

"You're not Homicide anymore?" asked the Chief...

"No..I'm Internal Affairs..But uh my husband here and all of my friends are still Homicide...When these killings started...I started getting the letters again...and they called me in on this.." she said.

He looked at the both of them and smiled..

"You two make an interesting couple.."he said..

"Because she's Black and I'm white?" asked Jimmy...

"No...Because she's I.A. Most Cops don't marry or associate with I.A. She understands that." he said..

"Look at her? How was I not?" asked Jimmy...

The Chief of Detectives, who was African -American himself looked at Angie and smiled..

"I see your point..."he said.

Angie gave both of them the serious side eye...but a part of her liked that she was being checked out by two men like that.

Angie called Carlotta...

"Hey girl...You'll never guess what Jimmy and me found out?" she said.

"Mami...I think we got something...Hazel ran a fingerprint and Hop found a guy in a bar who identified our perp and we have found photos of only one cop who was on ALL of the murder investigations, plus..we got a partial of him getting out of a car at the scene of the second murder...hours before we got there and we traced the rental car to the agency and got a photo of him picking up the car..." she said.

"This is our guy....Carlotta!!!...You guys did great work!" said Angie...

"We all did great work..It was a team effort."said Carlotta...

V-

Angie and Jimmy sat on the bed in the small rooming house they were renting...

She looked at her new husband....

"Well..We've got six hours until our plane leaves...What do you want to do? Visit downtown San-Francisco..This is both of our first times here..It is largely unexplored territory..."she said and smiled..

Jimmy unzippered her dress...and began to kiss her neck and her breasts and finally her lips...

"There is some unexplored territory right here that I want to explore he said as they laid across the bed kissing like two teenagers...

"Ummmm...This isn't unexplored territory...You explore this territory every night and sometimes during the day...."she said in between kisses....

Jimmy and her had had sex at least twice in the electrical closet in the basement of their building and once in her lieutenant's office after hours...So sometimes they had sex twice a day and even three times...

"We got six hours before our flight leaves...Let's make the best of it.." he said as he took his shoes and socks off and his trousers and shirt and tie...

"Woww! We are in San-Francisco and all you want to do is sleep with me?" she said jokingly...

"I've always wanted to sleep with you."laughed Jimmy...

Angie blushed and giggled like a school girl...

Soon they were both laying on the bed and Jimmy was entering her slowly and softly...

She kissed him slowly and passionately as he filled her up...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my goodness"she moaned...

As they began making sweet love...

He thrusted his tongue practically down her throat and while squeezing one breast with his hand...

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY GODDD OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" she screamed as he continued to thrust , harder and feverishly more.......

"I LOVE YOU CHOCOLATE CUPCAKE" he screamed....

She giggled when he called her that....

"I love you too Jimmy" she said...

....She moaned and put her arms around his neck and drew him closer to her..She wrapped her legs around his waste and they began to move in a slow, yet deliberate rhythm for quite some time...She matched him thrust for thrust and even began blowing her soft breath in his ear at one point...She was so soft...so moist and smelled so good...Jimmy was losing his mind....He looked like he was going crazy..

They made sweet passionate and intense love for close to five hours...Angie began to shake and gyrate and tears began to stream down her face again....

"I love you Jimmy...ouuuuuuuuuu....ohhhh my goodness...ouuuuuuuu.."she said...

"I love you too Angie...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...ouuuuuuuuuuu, I'm about to blow my loaddd..." he yelled and he came more intensely than he'd ever come before....Angie came too...Shaking and holding him for dear life...with tears streaming don her face like a gusher....

He rolled off of her and stared at the ceiling, breathing heavy...

"We've got an hour ....Let's get in the shower..." she said.

They both got in the shower...Kissing and fondling each other to distraction as the hot water ran out and soon grew cold...

Surprisingly enough...They checked out and just made it to the airport in time..

VI-

While Jimmy and Angie headed back to Philly from San-Francisco....

Carlotta and I made sweet love for the first time in as many nights at our home in our bed..

"Ohhhhh damn Carlotta ,you feel so good."I moaned..

"Ouuuuu papi,I missed this sooo much."moaned Carlotta...

Duke and Hazel made sweet love at their home..

"Ouuuu Big Daddy ,put it on mee...ouuuuu."moaned Hazel as Duke plowed into her...

"Ohhhhh damn girl...you feel good." he moaned..

Tyriq and Sirena kissed passionately and made sweet love in the quiet of their bedroom..

"I'm so glad this damn case is almost over..I missed you girl ummmph."moaned Tyriq....

"It's not over until we make an arrest, but that's just a matter of time.." said Sirena.."No more shop talk baby...ohhhhhhh.."she moaned as the bed began to squeak something terrible..

Hop and Sharon weren't doing much talking...Their bed was squeaking something terrible and the headboard was slamming against the wall..

Sharon was climaxing for the third time tonight and continuing to kiss Hop who was close to exploding himself....

"I love you baby..."he moaned as he exploded...

Sharon said nothing..She began to shake and tears began to stream down her face....

"I love you so much and to think I treated you so bad for sooo long.."she said...

Hop hugged her...She always got like this when she was reaching her climax...Crying and sweating and shaking...

"Shhhh,it's okay girl...."he said.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh,I love you so much.."she moaned as she began to come........

But for someone else...Their luck was running out...A young man had just left a bar....Loose Booty...A bar known for pandering...in one of the sections of the city known for male prostitutes...

He walked down the street...It was after two o'clock and unlike New York ,the city that never sleeps..Philadelphia does sleep...

He began walking faster...Faster...He turned down an empty street and began to run...He could hear the footsteps behind him...He ducked into an alleyway...He stayed there for awhile...

He looked around...

Then he continued walking...He ducked down another driveway and walked right into whoever it was who was chasing him...

He attempted to run but was caught...

"Look...I have money...Just don't hurt me.." he said..

"I don't want your gotdamn money fag boy..ummph.."said the man as he gripped the young man's neck and choked the life out of him...

He dropped the young man's lifeless body on the side walk and left a letter by the body....He smiled and walked to a payphone and made a call...

While miles away,beds were squeaking and headboards were slamming against the wall and both males and females were screaming their undying love for one another!

Lt. Sissy Van Buren didn't have the heart to wake up her detectives..They had been working so hard lately...

And yet here she was with several uniformed policemen...kneeling down over the body of another murdered gay man.....She thought about her husband, Eddie C...she had had to leave his bed...He had just finished making sweet love to her...He was ready for round two ,when she got a call..She hated to leave him...but he understood...She nearly didn't get out of the house..he was kissing her so passionately as she got dressed.

"Lieutenant...we found this..."said a uniformed patrolman who passed her a letter....

"Thank you,uh...Officer Little right?" she said.

"Yes...Johnny Little" he said..."I was the first one at the scene." he said..

Sissy read the letter..

"DETECTIVE BELTON.....I DO NOT KNOW WHERE YOU HAVE BEEN, BUT BECAUSE OF YOU I HAVE HAD TO STEP MY GAME UP! WHAT??? DID YOU GIVE UP??? DID YOU HOPE I WOULD JUST GO AWAY? NOT GONNA HAPPEN....I AM HERE TO STAY TO TAUNT YOU ALL DAY....GET BACK ON THIS CASE...IT AINT HARDLY OVER!"

"That's what you think.." mumbled Sissy to herself...

(CONCLUSION NEXT)

Big Mouth

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Wed, 18 Mar 2015 04:00:00 +0000

A new day and we were in yet another Bath house ,looking at another dead body.....

"Prior to this case..I had never been in a Public Bath house...and in three days I've been in three.."said Jimmy as he and two uniformed officers and three CSI personel dragged the body of a slender nude black man out of the water...He had a fresh fish in his mouth.....

Carlotta and Tyriq turned the body over...They were wearing latex gloves and examining the body

"Manual Strangulation,just like the others" said Carlotta...

"You think this was a copycat Top...There is a fish in his mouth...The others didn't have a fish in their mouth.." said Tyriq..

I answered their question..

"I know this guy...This is Shylark Priestly...The guy from the job placement agency that Sissy and Hop and I talked to yesterday.."I said.

Hop kneeled down and looked at the body...

"Yeah this is him....Where were you last night ADA Wallace?" asked Hop..

Sissy busted out laughing....

"Good One Hop." she said and high fived him..

"That's cold Hop...I thought we was cool." I said Laughing...

His business cards say "Shylock Priestley" but his given name was Derrick Priestley...I found his drivers license...and his wallet.."said Sirena.

Duke stuck his finger on the electronic device that took the fingerprint and his record came up...

''He had a conviction for shoplifting and two other arrests...Drug Possession and pandering.." said Duke.

"Was he from San-Francisco?" asked Sharon...

"Nah, he's a local.."said Duke..

Detective Angela Belton-Barlow..Jimmy's wife walked in....

"When I came in this morning..Look what was on my desk?" she said and showed us the latest envelope and letter-

"DETECTIVE BELTON...GLAD TO KNOW YOU'RE WORKING HOMICIDE AGAIN...IT WOULDN'T BE FUN WITHOUT YOU BEING INVOLVED...YOU SEEM TO BE WORKING WITH A BETTER CLASS OF DETECTIVE NOW...BUT THEY WON'T FARE ANY BETTER!
I LEFT A LITTLE SOMETHING FOR YOU AND YOUR GUYS...A GUY WHO TALKED TO MUCH.."

"This is our guy alright...Hey listen guys...Let's go to Sam Mother's place." said Carlotta.

"Chica , you hungry?" asked Sissy...

"No Boss lady..I just want to run something by the people in this group... No uniforms...No outsiders..Just the twelve of us." she said as Hazel and her people walked in..

"What did I miss,beside the murder?" asked Hazel as we all smiled.

II-

We all sat in Sam Mother's Diner...

Carlotta and Me, Tariq and Sirena, Jimmy and Angie, Duke and Hazel, Sharon and Hop and Sissy..

"So Chica...What is this about?" said Sissy.

Carlotta who was sitting on my lap looked at Angie and asked-

"Angie how come the killer writes to you?" she asked..

''I'm,I was the primary in the last three cases." she said.

"But outside of cops...Who knows that? You weren't on the TV like Lt. Tragg." she said..

We all laughed...

"I see where Top is going with this Ang...The Killer always contacts you...Always sends you a taunting letter...They don't even contact Duke.." said Tyriq...

"The Killer wrote that he was glad you were working Homicide again....Who knows that other than us Angie?" asked her husband Jimmy...

"Oh My God...and the guy killed today was interviewed by you, Hop and Siss yesterday....How would the killer know that?" asked Hazel...

"Are you saying that the killer might be a cop?" asked Angie...

''Oh My God...It would make sense Angie..I read the huge file You and Duke compiled on the Summer Killings of 2010...It seemed like everytime you guys got close...The Killer slipped away from you guys..It seemed like whoever was doing this was always one or even two steps ahead of you...And when you burned out and left Homicide...Some of the fun of it all left for whoever this is...That's when the killings stopped...This is about you...Somebody...Somebody amongst us knows you and is hiding in plain sight...and started killing again hoping and praying you'd come back for a second try.." said Sirena..

''What Sirena said makes sense..I've profiled serial killers for years..This may be somebody who is jealous of you Angie..Somebody with an axe to grind...''said Sharon...

"Why me? What have I ever done to anybody?" asked Angie..

''Are you kiddingAng, you work in Internal Affairs..You bust cops for a living..Only reason we hang with you is because we know you."joked Duke , who smiled and hugged his friend and former partner..

''See...and you asked me to come back to Homicide too a few months ago...This is exactly why I'm not.."she joked and we all laughed..

"When these killings started...You weren't IA yet, you were Homicide..This has nothing to do with that."said Hop...

''Thank you Hop..Least I got one friend here."joked Angie as we all laughed...''Still Carlotta is right...The killer seems to know a lot about me...Like officially,I'm still with Internal Affairs..How would the killer know that I'm on loan for this case?" she asked..

"And the killer may have made his first mistake..He killed Shylock and he said you were working with a better class of detectives....Which means he knows about us...and he said he killed shylock because he talked too much.." she said.

"The Fish in the mouth...That's a symbol..a message...Oh My God...He was with us yesterday...He heard our interview with Shylock Priestley...." said Sissy.

I scanned the room....This was why I put this group of detectives together...By themselves..each one of them was a brilliant detective...intuitive,imaginative, could think outside the box...Together....They were like the Dream Team of detectives...My wife, Carlotta,Tyriq,Duke, Jimmy, Sirena,Hop....and with the addition of Hazel ,who was a genius Forensic Investigator and Sharon, a brilliant FBI agent and Angie, a great detective in her own right...Most criminals were in trouble..I'd put these people up against anybody's unit...Anywhere.

"Alright look...This conversation stays amongst us...Chica,Rico,Jimmy,Sirena, Hop...I want you to quietly pull the files on every uniform and every plain clothes cop who has been at the scene of your investigations,including people from Vice and Special Victims units....See if anybody has any ties to San-Francisco or Seattle...see if any of these guys were at all three Scenes...

''Angie..You and Duke do the same with your summer murders of 2010...One cop..One cop was at all of these murder scenes...and one cop...knows you Angie....Maybe he had a crush on you ,maybe he had an unrequited longing for you.."said Sissy....

'We aren't talking about my husband are we?" Joked Angie...We all busted out into guffaws....

"That's cold...Anyway..I was a detective in Narcotics back then.."laughed Jimmy...Angie sat on his lap and kissed him passionately...

"I'm sorry baby,I couldn't resist that.." she laughed..

III-

I got a court order and Sissy pulled some plain clothes officers and uniformed officers we hadn't used before,from Sgt. Danny Ho's unit...and we opened up the storage lockers...that belonged to all three victims..

''Can't thank you enough for loaning us your guys Danny" said Duke..

"Always glad to be of help to some of my favorite guys" said Sgt. Danny Ho..

"Nothing in here but Computers, clothes, smart phones and books.." said Duke..

"Maybe these computers will have something...Something we can use.."said Tyriq...

"Me and Hop are going to scan their Facebook, Twitter and Instagram pages...Maybe there will be a clue in there.."said Jimmy...

"Hmmm, here is some photos...They look like they were taken on the West Coast..." said Carlotta..

''That's San-Francisco...I've been there...Looks like a few pages were taken out.."said Sirena...

"Same here, pictures have been removed...You think someone has been here?" asked Hop..

''Possibility...Our killer was with us yesterday and heard Shylock tell us about the location of this place..."

''Find the manager, ask the manager if anyone has been here asking questions...Or using a key."I said..

We heard Sharon's voice...she and several FBI agents were a few feet away....

"The manager won't be able to help you... He's dead!!!" She said.

''Aye Mios Dios" said Carlotta..

"Oh My God..."said Angie...

The manager of this place...A short man and probably the only recent person to see our killer was now dead..

He had been strangled...just like the others...

''Siss, What kind of case is this?" asked Danny Ho, putting his arms around a visibly distraught Sissy..

''Danny, One I wish we didn't have." she said somberly..

Sissy held her head down...

"Somebody call Hazel..." she said.

(DEFINITELY TO BE CONTINUED!!!)

Deep Game

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Tue, 17 Mar 2015 04:00:00 +0000

The Port Street Bathhouse was in Chinatown...A Very Tony Bathhouse that had a tearoom right below it....You could take a hot shower or a long bath or chill in the jacuzzi and then walk downstairs and have the hot tea or herbal tea of your choice...

A young white male was found nude hanging from a leather belt in shower...The water still running..

Detective Sirena Pile told a uniformed policeman to bag and tag the pair of black speedos found outside of the shower...

Her partner...Detective Tony Hopkins held in his hand... A wallet....

" I found it in his locker...the only one found in the place that wasn't locked. His name is Wallace Brantley...He's from San-Francisco...according to his drivers license." he said.

Dr. Hazel Hunter took his finger and placed it on the same electronic device that Tyriq had at the other crime scene...She pulled out her IPAD Mini...and showed it to Sirena..

"He had half a dozen arrests in San-Francisco for pandering..four or five for drug possession also..He moved out here in January of last year...Had two arrests for pandering...two for drug possession, didn't do any time for either...Then he got a job as a Oracle Developer for an IT firm in Manyunk and no trouble after then" said Sirena...

"It fits the pattern of Carlotta's victim."said Detective Angela Belton as she came in with the rest of us...

"Lotta caught a murder in a bathhouse too?"joked Sirena..

''Sure did..and he's gay too." she said smiling at her friend..

"Let me bring you up to speed Sirena...This fits the pattern of three murders we had in the summer of 2010 that were never solved...The killer wrote us letters and taunted us..We never caught him, have no idea what he or she looks like..We think the same killer is back and he or she killed Top's guy in the other bathhouse and now your guy.." said Duke..

"From the looks on this guys neck..This was a man and he was strangled from behind.."said Hop.

Tyriq and Jimmy surveyed the space...

"He kept the water running ,so I gather there is not much if any forensic evidence..No DNA, No prints."said Tyriq...

Jimmy looked down at the floor...He found a watch...

"A rolex....It's wet..It stopped at about half past eleven...This might be something Hazel.." he said handing it to her.

"Maybe our killer got careless..Maybe there was a struggle and this came off."said Hazel..

"Let's hope so..I want to get this guy this time."said Sissy.

''We keep that out of the paper... But By now...Our killer knows that we must have this in our possession." I said.

"Who is the Primary?" asked Hazel

"I am."said Sirena..."Go ahead..release the body..." she said.

We watched as yet another body was loaded into the M.E.'s wagon and carted off.

II-

The Gay community in Philadelphia went into panic mode...The Mayor's office was flooded with angry protests and demands that something be done...Despite the fact we had said nothing..The newspapers had somehow compared our two murders to three murders that occurred five summers before...

We figured that the killer was feeding them this information to ratchet up the search for him..

"This killer is playing a deep game with us Keith..Whoever it is is feeding the media information and they are killing and tipping us off..Almost like they want us to intensify our search..."said Sissy.

"And to get some kind of thrill,some kind of win at baffling us and confounding us..."I said.

"Look for an ex-cop or a washout...Those are usually the types that make a game out of killing and frustrating law enforcement." said Sharon...Whose FBI agents were assisting Duke, Rico and Jimmy.

Duke took Tyriq and Jimmy through the massive file he and Angie had composed on the Summer killings of five years ago...The three detectives interviewed over 200 people from the first three cases...with help from FBI agents, Special Victims Unit detectives and plain clothes cops, Vice Detectives and plain clothes cops...

Carlotta,Sirena and Angie interviewed everybody the two men knew during their time in Philadelphia..Boyfriends..men they picked up, associates...with the help of FBI, Special Victims Unit and Vice..Neither man knew the other and neither man had associates in common or with the other three victims...All but one had San-Francisco in common..Something they were going to look into later.

They were working the case hard..

Hop and Sissy found a job placement agency for gay men that had both of our victims in common..Both had used this agency to get their jobs...The three of us visited the location..I felt funny not being with my wife when she conducted an investigation..Her not being with me was making me surprisingly horny...I tried to stop thinking about her.

"Yes..I knew Damien Boudreax and Wallace Brantley...I placed them both in the jobs they presently have.." said the man who introduced himself as Shylock Priestley...He was Black....thin build, about five foot seven and very effeminate...He wore a pink sweater, white shirt and matching pink bow tie and black skinny jeans..

"Did you know that both had trouble with the law?" asked Hop...

"Well uh ..yeahhhhhhhhhh..Most guys that come here..are runaways...or recovering drug addicts or former prostitutes..." said Shylock Priestley...

"Did they have a sponser? They were both from out of town?" I asked..

He looked me up and down...Kind of like the way I'd check out a woman and smiled..

"Yes they did..a guy named Bobby...Bobby J. He said he was from out of San-Francisco...He sent a cashier's check on behalf of both..Paid for their airline tickets too and he paid for their storage.. " he said.

"They have storage lockers? Here?" I asked..

He blushed...

"Yes...I can give you the address of both...I uh dated Damien for a good three months...Then he got all secretive on me and suddenly broke it off....after he damn near broke it off in me....okayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy."he said fanning himself...

Sissy giggled..

Hop and I were kind of grossed out!

He looked at Sissy...

"Girl your hair is fierce...Who is your hairdresser?" he asked..

"A woman named Bernadette...She's in the hood...I can't afford your hairstylers prices."laughed Sissy...

"I'll give you a discount honey..."he said and giggled..

Sissy was something else... Adored by men both straight and gay...I mused.

He gave us the address of the storage lockers...and the apartments of both men...Even though we had them...

"You ever meet this uh Bobby J."? asked Hop..

"No, just a voice over the phone...A very deep masculine man's voice like I like..Ouuuuuuuuuuu...Just thinking about his voice gets me hot!" he said.

Sissy giggled.

"Thank you for your help Mr. Priestley."

"Call me Shy.." he said...Then he looked at me..

"ADA Wallace...Are you married?" he asked..

"As a matter of fact I am..She's a very beautiful detective."I said.

"Ummmm...Ummmmph, She's a very lucky detective..I know you fill her up and turn her out...Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuu..Lawdddd!" he said looking at my crotch....

Sissy busted out laughing and slapped her thigh...

"Come on let's get out of here...Thank You again Mr. Priestley..." I said.

"No..Thank you for being so fine..." he said...

Sissy looked at me as we walked to the car...

"I think he had a little crush on you Keith...Wait til I tell Chica...." she said trying hard to contain her laughter.

III-

My wife, Detective Carlotta Rodriguez-Wallace and Detectives Angela Barlow, Sirena Pile and half a dozen uniformed policemen went inside the apartment building belonging to
Damien Boudreax and took it apart,piece by piece...Hazel was with them with CSI personell a,looking for fingerprints, DNA ,anything...

They questioned everybody in the apartment building about him ,his friends, his job and anything else that might be pertinent..

In Another part of town...

Detective Tyriq Pile and Detectives Edwin "Duke" Baylor, Tony Hopkins, James Barlow and FBI Special Agent Sharon Hopkins were doing the same thing to Wallace Brantley's apartment...aided by part of Hazel's CSI staff,FBI Forensic experts and Special agents and a dozen uniformed officers..

Like the girls,They questioned everybody in the apartment building about him ,his friends, his job and anything else that might be pertinent..

Sissy had been on the phone with both men's next of kin in San-Francisco...They all talked about a mysterious Bobby J. ne Big Bob Johnson who both men talked about,but who none of them had ever seen..

She checked and cross checked several Robert Johnsons with criminal records from the Bay Area and from the Philadelphia area....none of them was a match...

We were all certain that "Robert Johnson" was a phony name..an alias.. In the previous three murders, a man calling him self "Big Richard Brown" ne "Big Dick Brown" had been calling them and taunting them...

Sissy,Duke,Sharon,Hazel and Sirena had compared the handwriting on all five letters...It was the same.. Robert Johnson, Bobby J. Big Richard Brown and Big Dick Brown were all phony names and all one in the same person..

IV-

At the end of the day...We all gathered in the conference room...Our great investigation into two fresh homicides had turned up nothing...

Everybody looked down and out...My wife Carlotta, the primary on the first murder,punched the palm of her hand the way Duke and Tyriq ,her mentors often did when they were frustrated..

"I can't believe it...We have nothing...Not one damn clue...as to who we are looking for.Nothing."said Carlotta...

"This is a damn who done it...Two straight who done it's...Unacceptable." said Tyriq...

"It's like we are chasing a damn ghost." said Jimmy...

"All we know is all five of them knew somebody from that area with ties to here...Let's track all of their phone calls..back and forth and see what we find." said Sirena..

"The three from five years ago won't lead us to anywhere...Duke and Angie did that..It led to burner phones..Untraceable numbers...What makes you think this will be any different...?"asked Hop..

"You got a point Hop, but you never know...Maybe this guy got sloppy, but I doubt it..."said Duke..

Sharon looked at them all...

"This case is already starting to eat away at you,obsess you all with cracking it...That's just what the killer wants...Whoever it is..They are getting off on frustrating you guys...This is a real deep game this killer is playing...But I don't know what it is he or she wants in the end." she said.

Angie sat down..She said nothing... A uniformed officer brought her an orange soda...

"Detective Belton..Here..Your favorite..."he said smiling...

"Thank you..How did you know?" she asked..

"I work with you upstairs in Internal Affairs...I watch things...I've noticed that the other detective up there always brings you an Orange Soda..." he said smiling..

"Oh yeah..I know you, Officer Little." she said.

"Yeah,Johnny Little...I was in the Academy with your husband Jimmy and Carlotta...They know me.."he said.

"You're very observant...You'd make a great detective.." she said.

"You think so?" he said smiling..

"Oh yeah...That's how Detectives Pile, Baylor and I became detectives...We were very sharp when we were patrolmen....Lt.Sissy Van Buren...She was just a detective then saw potential in us and she made us study for the detectives exam....We all took it,passed it and the rest is history." she said.

"Wow! You guys go back a ways..huh?" he said.

"Yes...And Detectives Pile and Baylor mentored and nurtured Jimmy,Carlotta,Sirena and Hop when they became Detectives.."she said smiling..

"Wow..No wonder you guys are so tight huh?" he said.

"We are like family.." she said and sipped her soda..

"Jimmy's a lucky guy...To have a great wife like you." he said.

''Why thank you Officer Little."she said.

"Johnny, call me Johnny." he said and smiled and left the office.

"Hey guys..you all have been working a straight 48 hours...Go home..Get some rest...Then let's regroup and start over..."said Sissy..

We all broke for the day and headed out...

As we got to my SUV...Carlotta turned and looked at me..

"Boss Lady told me that someone found you very,very attractive today...Should I be concerned?/" she said cracking up laughing...

"No,Not at all...He wouldn't have been my type even if I was gay..." I said...

Carlotta cracked up laughing...

"He was right you know...I am...A very,very lucky lady...And you are very,very attractive"she said and gave me a french kiss that put me in orbit...She unzippered my trousers and put both of her hands inside them...I was already as hard as a tree trunk..she looked at me and smiled...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuu..and very,veryyy aroused...."she said looking at me with seeming amazement and smiling...

I looked around...

All of the others had gone...We were alone in the parking garage...

I pulled Carlotta toward me and kissed her passionately long and hard....She returned my passion,kissing me like it was going out of style...

I ran my hands up her dress and slipped her panties down, We both looked around....She turned and leaned up against the SUV...

"You are sooo fresh papi." she said and kissed me passionately ,like it was going out of style...

I slowly entered into her moist and warm center...from the back....

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...ohhhhhh myyyyyyyyyyyyy.." she moaned..

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my goddddd Carlotta..."I moaned...as I began to slowly move inside of her and outside of her...

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm papi...ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm you feel soooo good." she moaned as I continued...thrusting inside of her...

"OHHHH MY godddddddddddddd..ohhhhhhhhh.." I moaned...

A cool wind blew as I held her dress up with one hand and pounded inside of her...as she used her two hands to steady herself against the SUV...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu,Ayyye Mios dios....Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."she moaned..

The SUV rocked back and forth...I was going crazy.....

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I was moaning.....

I couldn't believe Carlotta was letting me do this outside in the open..She had always been so prissy and proper when we first met...She had practically initiated this encounter...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..ayyyee papi...Ayyeeeeeeeeeee Mios dios....Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.."she moaned as we continued at it for close to two hours...It was hard to believe that nobody was in the parking lot...

Finally Carlotta began to shake and moan and sweat and tears began to stream down her face...

Sweat was running down my face too and I found myself exploding like a gusher...

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I yelled out stiffening up...Breathing heavy and collapsing on top of her..I kissed her cheek...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu papi...I am cumming...ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.." she cooed..

I pulled out and fixed my clothes...She did the same....She turned and kissed me again..We stood there for a long time just kissing...I couldn't believe it!!

"I am a very, very lucky woman..Aye Mios Dios...." she said, smiling sweetly...

"I'm the luckiest man alive ." I said.

"Ouuuuu papi.." she said and gave me one more kiss..

We didn't know it at that time...but someone's luck was running out right about now...as we would soon find out!

(TO BE CONTINUED)

Wet And Dead

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Mon, 16 Mar 2015 04:00:00 +0000

If it wasn't for the fact that this was now a crime scene...This was a pretty nice place..A public bathhouse..One of three the city had just opened up..With modern showers and a huge Jacuzzi...

It had been talked about on the news for months prior to it's opening..Our Mayor, Cecil "Get Right" Brown and his wife, Anita Brown took the first bath in the Jacuzzi for Paparazzi and reporters..Much to the delight of our citizens .....

It was great P.R. The Mayor's wife had recently been involved in a scandal....Lt. Tragg and several police officers were looking for a suspect and went to the wrong room and caught the mayor's wife in bed with a man who had been known to be campaigning for a city construction contract...

The controversy had been in the papers and on National news for weeks... In the meanwhile..The Mayor and his wife reconciled..and this photo op in the Public Bathhouse was a great way to take people's minds off of the scandal...

Today..a young man was found floating face down in the Jacuzzi...

Dr. Hazel Hunter Baylor-Our Forensic Investigator was at the scene with several of her staff members who went in and pulled the body out of the pool and layed it on the side of the pool..

I'm Assistant District Attorney Keith Wallace...I prosecute Homicides among other crimes...I especially like the weird ones...This was one of those..

My wife, Homicide Detective, Carlotta Rodriguez-Wallace was on the scene with her two partners...Detective Tyriq Pile and Detective James Barlow...

"I'm going to stop wearing dresses Hazel...Everytime I wear dress...We get a murder that takes place either in the Sewer or near a body of water.." complained Carlotta...

"I hear you girl..That's why I'm glad I have staff members who wear wet suits...I just bought these shoes and as you can see,I'm wearing a new skirt too." remarked Hazel...

"How do you think I feel? I'm wearing a new suit...."said Tyriq, laughing...He rolled the body over...and peered at it...He was wearing latex gloves as was Carlotta and Hazel...

"He's only wearing speedos...Guess we won't find a wallet on him."mused Tyriq...

"Well from the looks of his neck..Cause of death was manual strangulation..." said Hazel..

''He's been in the water a long time...No chance of knowing accurate lividity or time of death right?" said Carlotta.

"Right ,I'll have to get him to the morgue." said Hazel..

My wife's other partner, Detective James Barlow walked in with two uniformed officers...

"We may have caught a break guys...I found this in one of the lockers...It was the only one that didn't have a lock on it..." he said and showed us a wallet that contained a drivers license...

"Our vic is Damien Boudreax..He's 28 ,lives downtown in Condo City...Worked at a Cyber Cafe..." he said.

Tyriq took his limp hand and put his finger on an electronic device that took his fingerprint...He pulled out his Ipad mini and smiled then showed us the results..

"This guy was in the system...According to his prints...He was born in San-Francisco, had four arrests there for pandering....Moved here a year ago..Two arrests by Vice for pandering...One for drug possession...Then he started working at the Cyber Cafe in August and no further trouble."said Tyriq.

"Who says honest work doesn't prevent crime?" laughed Carlotta...

"Are you the primary Carlotta?" asked Hazel...

''Yes...You can release the body."said Carlotta, who walked over to me and gave me a wet,sloppy kiss..

"Ummmm, I'm sorry I didn't say good morning to you Honey Bunny." she said.

I put my arms around her and hugged her..

"Ummmmm, this is one body I don't want to release." I said and kissed her cheek.

"Ouuuuuu."she said smiling...

This seemed like an ordinary run of the mill murder...Little did we know that it was anything but...

II-

Just as we were about to leave Lt. Sissy Van Buren of Homicide...My good friend of many years and my wife's supervisor walked in with Detectives Edwin"Duke" Baylor, Hazel's husband and Angela Belton-Barlow, Detective James Barlow's wife..

We all looked up...

"Siss, what are you doing here..They were just getting ready to move the body?" I said.

Sissy looked very grave...

"Chica, Rico, Jimmy,Hazel...Can we see the body before you move it?" asked Sissy...

"Boss Lady...Like you have to ask us....Of course.." laughed Carlotta..

"Well ,I know it's your crime scene chica...I don't want to come off like another Lieutenant we know and won't name." she said tongue in cheek.

"Never that Siss..Never in a million years."said Tyriq..

"Hey guys...hold up.."said Jimmy to the M.E. employees....

Hazel pulled the zipper down and allowed her husband, detective Edwin "Duke" Baylor to look at the body...

"You know this guy baby?" said Hazel...

Duke kissed her and smiled..

"No.." he said.

He examined the neck.....

"Manual Strangulation....He was found in the pool face down right? Who got the call?" he asked.

"I did."said Carlotta,..

"Anonymous call right?" said Duke..

"Actually, He said his name was, get this .... Big Bob Johnson and that he worked here.." said Tyriq..

"Big Bob Johnson...Heh, Heh,Heh...He works here?...Junior...Check with the staff. I'm bettin there never was a "Big Bob Johnson" and I'm bettin this guy is from out of town right?..Gay...Has a few run ins with the law...then all of a sudden gets hooked up with a good job right?" said Duke..

"Duke...What are you getting at?" asked my wife ,Carlotta..

Duke smiled at her and looked at Angie...

"You were right...It's him!!! He's Back!" said Duke..

"I knew he'd be back...I knew it.." she said...

"Okay...Can you two tell me what you're talking about? Who is back?" I asked..

"We called him "The Scribbler" said Sissy...

Just then Detective James Barlow returned...

"You were right Duke..No Bob Johnson has ever worked here...."he said.

''Bob Johnson is a phony name and it's probably your killer." said Duke...

"As I was saying..We called him the "Scribbler" Four or five years ago...Three gay men were strangled in the downtown area and left nude, face down...We'd get a call from a phony name, Big Bob Johnson or Big Dick Brown and we'd find the body...In each case...The man was from out of town, San-Francisco, Seattle, Portland....Each guy was a former gay prostitute, had a few run ins with law, drugs,pandering...and then each guy got a great job and cleaned their act up....Then they wound up dead! All of the murders occurred during the summer..Duke and Angie worked it hard...Eventually we added two more detectives to it and we all worked it hard..We followed several leads...We never could solve it and just like that...The killings stopped..It was Angie's last case as a Homicide Detective..She took it very hard..She transferred to Internal Affairs after that..."said Sissy...

"I remember that...Duke took it pretty hard too..Losing his partner and not catching the guy....But how do we even know if this is the same guy?" asked Tyriq...

"It's him Rico!...He sent me a letter!"said Angie who showed it to him...

"See Rico he would write the newspapers and us..His handwriting was terrible..It looked like scribbling...Thus his nickname..."The Scribbler."said Sissy...

"DETECTIVE BELTON..I HOPE THIS LETTER FINDS YOU DOING WELL.....I HEAR YOU GOT MARRIED!! GOOD FOR YOU....JUST WANTED YOU TO KNOW....I'M BACK!!! SORRY YOU DON'T WORK HOMICIDE ANYMORE....WELL I'LL JUST HAVE TO FRUSTRATE WHATEVER DETECTIVES THEY PUT ON THIS...THEY WON'T CATCH ME EITHER!"

''He's taunting us..I like guys like this...I like it when I finally slip the cuffs on em!" said Carlotta.

Angie hugged Carlotta...

"Baby Sis..That's how he gets under your skin...That's what he did to me..I made it personal and so did Duke, but not as personal as I did...and in the end..it burned me out....I couldn't work any murders after this happened.." she said..

"Angie..If I may ask..Why are you here now?" I asked..

"I know that this is Carlotta, Rico and Jimmy's case...and I know and respect their work...I swear I do...I just want to work this case with them...I'd understand if you guys say no and I won't hold it against you,I swear I won't...I came to Siss when I got this letter and she told me you guys had caught a murder..She said she would ask you Carlotta and that it was your decision.."said Angie..

"Angie!!!...Mami we are family....Of course you can work it with us...You and Duke probably have a lot of files on the past killings as well as forensic evidence...We can look at that and compare with our victim....The more the merrier."said Carlotta..

"Thank You Top"said Duke..."We heard what Lt. Tragg had done to you and we didn't want to step on your toes...That's why we asked..And if you had said no..we would have still been cool."said Duke..

"Duke...You and Rico and Boss Lady made me the detective I am..And Angie is my big sister...How can I say no to you guys." she said.

We all smiled..

"Okay...Move this body." said Hazel..

The body was moved out of the bathhouse...

"Guys..We got another problem.."said Jimmy...

"What now?" I asked...

"All of the cameras in here were disabled...There is 24 hours of footage missing" he said.

"That can't be a co-incidence...Still, I'll put a team on the ATM Cams,Street Cams and Traffic Cams..We'll pull something."said Tyriq...

Sissy looked at Angie...

"It'll be different this time Angie...You got Carlotta, Rico, Your husband and Duke working this with you..Not to mention Hazel...We'll get him this time...I've got a better support team for you.."said Sissy.

"Thank you girlfriend...You've been in my corner since I was a patrol cop..You're more than just my lieutenant...you're my friend."said Angie nearly in tears...

"I'm your sister!" said Sissy...

"Yeah...You are." said Angie.

III-

DEA SAC Carol Redding was in the office when we returned, drinking coffee with FBI Deputy SAC
Sharon Hopkins...

They both smiled when they saw us...

"Heyy Sissy, Hey Guys...From the looks on your faces...You guys must have caught a major case."said Sharon..

"Girl you just don't know...Hi Carol...Ms. Married lady!!"said Sissy smiling and hugging her friend..

"Heyyyy Sisss....Thank you all again for coming to Ed and I's wedding.." she said..

Carol and Captain Ed Cantrell had gotten married over the weekend on the same rooftop that Carlotta and I had gotten married at...and had had a great reception...Everyone that was anyone was there...
We had had a great time..

"So Where are you two going for your honeymoon?" I asked..

"I can answer that."said Captain Ed Cantrell...Who had just joined us...

"We are going to Punta Canta...For three weeks...Three weeks of fun and sun and no murders, no robberies, no mayhem..."he said.

"Unless they occur there!" joked Sissy...

"If they do..It's not our problem.."laughed Ed Cantrell, who then looked at Sissy...

"You uh won't have to worry about Lieutenant Tragg for awhile.." he said.

"Really? Did he retire?" joked Sissy..

Sharon ,Carol and I all busted out laughing....

Ed Cantrell laughed himself....

"We couldn't be that lucky..No..After that fiasco with him busting down the door to the wrong room and catching the Mayor's wife in bed with another man...He's been transferred to the Marine Unit.."said Ed Cantrell

"He's on a boat! No suits...No Hair gel...No Television cameras....Lieutenant Gatsby is on medical leave...And Tragg is taking his place until he returns...He goes out on the boat everyday...He hates it...He's going crazy.."said Ed Cantrell laughing....

"Isn't Gatsby close to retirement? He was a Lieutenant in Narcotics when I started out as a young prosecutor." I said.

"Yeah and he screwed up a major investigation...On Television all the time just like Tragg, that's how HE wound up on the boat and off the streets...Now he's sick and near retirement... " said Ed Cantrell.

"Wowwww..You wouldn't have happened to have had a hand in this Ed?" I laughed....

"No Not me...This came from the very top...The Mayor!!! The Mayor wanted him off the streets indefinitely and more importantly ,off the Television...He called the Commissioner and the Commissioner called the Deputy of Operations and that was that. So Sissy, You'll be getting a break from him for a little while..And more good news...No more COMSTAT until further notice!" he laughed..

"OH MY GOODNESS...THAT IS WONDERFUL NEWS...ESPECIALLY WITH THIS CASE I GOT GOIN NOW." said Sissy.

''Can I help out Sissy?" asked Sharon.

"If you don't, my feelings will be hurt." said Sissy, laughing and hugging Sharon.

IV-

In the other room...Carlotta and her team were going over how they were going to work this murder...

"Rico..Duke and Angie are turning over their complete files on the summer murders of five years ago..You and Jimmy go over it,See if there is anybody worth re-interviewing, see if there is anything,forensic evidence that needs re-looking into.."said Carlotta..

"We are on it Top..Junior and I will go with Duke down to Archives and bring all of that stuff up here."said Tyriq..

"I'll get some uniforms to help us out..It's going to be a long night..And I think I'll order us all some dinner from Sam Mother's place and some coffee.."said Jimmy.

"Okay...Rico...Me and you will get those files and I'll call Hazel and tell her to bring the forensic details to us.." said Duke..

"What do you want me to do Carlotta.?"asked Angie..

"Mami..you and I are going to find out about this guy..His life..Flag his credit and debit cards,talk to people in his life..reconstruct his last moments..How about that? You and me on the street,doing real detective work?" she said and smiled..

Angie kissed Carlotta on the cheek...

"That feels good Little Sis." she said.

Just then a uniformed officer walked in...

"You Detective Belton?" he asked..

"Yes." said Angie...

"This came for you....Just now." he said and then placed an envelope in her hand and walked out...

"Hey Don't I know you?" she asked..

"Sure You do detective...Officer Little...Johnny Little from IA...I worked upstairs with you...I've been detailed to Homicide." he said.

"Oh yeah..I thought you looked familliar."she said.

Angie read the envelope..

"HEARD YOU ARE BACK IN HOMICIDE ..THAT IS GOOD....BUT YOU ARE SLOW...I HAVE STRUCK AGAIN..."

Angie showed the letter to Carlotta ,Tyriq,Jimmy and Duke... Then the phone rang....It was Detective Sirena Pile, Tyriq's wife and our newest detective..

"Hey Lotta...I called earlier...Hop and I got a call, an anonymous call about a murder...I think you all better get down here to the bathhouse..The Port Street Bathhouse..We got a dead guy down here." said Sirena...

Hop could be heard in the background...

"Sirena...All of the cameras in here have been disabled...I'll put a team on the ATM Cams,Street Cams and Traffic Cams..Maybe we'll pull something from the street."he said.

Angie looked at us-

"That was Sirena and Hop...We've got another one guys..Another letter and another murder.. "she said.

(TO BE CONTINUED)

Love, Lies And Money

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Fri, 13 Mar 2015 04:00:00 +0000

Forrest Longley broke into our office as I expected...He went to our safe which was already opened and empty....He went through the case files of both Beverly and Olivia and once again found nothing...Then he worked his way upstairs..He entered Beverly's domicile and went through her drawers, closet and whatnot and found nothing...

Then he headed to Olivia and I's Domicile....Same results..He went through the clothes, drawers and closet and found nothing..He then called McCloud..

"Hello."

"They're not here...and nothing is here..." he said.

"You said you saw three women and a man.." said McCloud.

''I did..They must have slipped out of here." he said.

"They got past you?" asked McCloud..

"I don't know how boss..but I would swear that somebody is in here besides me.."he said.

He never saw me come up behind him...but he did feel the high grade Taser that I hit him with-

"YOWWWWWWZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA...EEEYOWZAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
WHOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA NELLLLLIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! GEZZZZZZZZZZ!" he screamed..and fell to the floor ,violently twitching and shaking, smoke just streaming from his clothes..

"Longley, What the hell is going on? What the hell happened?" screamed McCloud.

I picked up the phone...

"The jig is up McCloud..Your boy is indisposed and You're going to jail." I laughed. He hung up without saying another word.

Hitman, Forrest Longley lie unconscious on the floor...smoke still rising from his clothing...I tied his hands and feet and gagged him and then called the police.

His car was outside...In it I found C4 and equipment for starting a fire...He had planned to kill us all and torch the place...His car was reported stolen.....

This man belonged in prison...

II-

Forrest Langley sat in the fishbowl at Police headquarters...Smoke still coming off of him..His clothes singed..

I stood in the corner while Detective Danny Ho sat across from him...

"You're in big trouble Forrest...I have a gun with your prints all over it that is a ballistics match for half a dozen murders and I have photos of you at the scene of a murder in which another man is presently on trial.
Plus you broke into Mr. Alexander's house with the intent to cause bodily harm to him and his wife and his niece...You were in a car reported stolen and you had instruments in your car for causing a fire...So let's see you got 12 counts of murder, Suspicion of Homicide, Auto theft,posesssion of instruments of crime and this is just for starters."said Detective Danny Ho.

Forrest Longley looked at both of us and said-

''I want an attorney...Your wife busy Mr. Alexander?" he said looking at me and laughing.

"Actually she is..."I said.

"You're looking at a needle buddy." said Sgt. Ho.

Just then Lieutenant Tragg walked into the Fishbowl..

"What the hell is this? Why wasn't I told of this arrest and what is HE doing in here? This is police business."he barked staring daggers at me.

"If you must know...HE caught this mope breaking into his house..HE brought him here and this mope is responsible and being charged with 12 murders,conspiracy,auto theft and attempted murder among other things."said Sgt. Ho.

"You got solid evidence?" asked Tragg..

"I got a books worth."said Danny Ho.

"Then book him Sergeant!" He then looked at me..."Go Home!" he said.

I smiled.

"You got it from here...Thanks Danny.." I said ignoring Lt. Tragg...

"Anytime Donnie Ray." he said and shook my hand.

III-

The evidence that Olivia and Bev presented to the Judge and ADA was enough to have charges dropped against Curtis Orwell immediately...

"You're a free man Mr. Orwell."said Olivia..

"I owe it all to you Olivia and you too Bev, even if you did enter my case late." he said.

"Yes..What happened to your case Baby?" asked Olivia.

"Wasn't much of a case Auntay...The Mayor and his wife are getting back together." she said..

"What? After she was caught in bed with another man in a hotel on Television??" asked Olivia..

''He said he forgave her and begged her to come home to him. Apparently they can't keep their hands off of each other..He came to her girlfriend's house and uh got reacquainted with his wife over there...Then she went back home yesterday and called me and said that my services were no longer needed that they were working it out." said Bev..

I arrived with Josie.."Everything is good..That freak is behind bars with so many charges on him he'll never see the light of day again and we can all go home."I said.

"That hotel was kind of nice wasn't it Mrs. A.?" said Josie..

"Yes...It was..But I missed my hubby.."said Olivia, hugging me..

"You two are something else..."Laughed Beverly...

"Come on girls,let's get out of here."I said.

IV-

At City Hall in a small Office..City Treasurer, Bob McCloud looked out the window as Police cars drove up and he saw Detectives with a warrant for his arrest coming for him...He had been indicted for Strong arming A Law Firm and a Property Management company into contributing to his campaign fund,and conspiracy to commit murder..He was ruined...His career,his aspirations ,everything...It was all over the news that he had been Indicted.He couldn't go to jail or face the humiliation ..He put his pistol in his mouth and fired one time..It blew the back of his head out....he fell to the floor dead...

As his body was being moved from City Hall...A throng of reporters gathered around as Lt. Tragg addressed the press..

"Ladies, Gentlemen..We had been looking at City Treasurer Bob McCloud for corruption charges for months now..I was coming here to bust him and unfortunately he has taken his life...I captured his henchman this morning and he is in custody and will be charged with a number of crimes...Including murder.."he said...

"Oh My God..Do you hear this? He was as clueless as can be."said Olivia..As we sat in our room watching the news.

"It was Danny Ho who did all of the legwork in that investigation."said Beverly...

"Did you hear him say that he captured his henchman this morning? I captured him and brought him to them last night....He was no where around...Just a day ago,he arrested me for assaulting Bob McCloud's Aide...Lionel Jefferson...That same henchman....He had no idea that Jefferson was an alias Longley used or that Longley was a criminal until you and Bev told him and showed him his rap sheet..What a phony." I said.

''Wow that guy is something." said Nelson...

"Some Things and some people never change."said Olivia.

EPILOUGE-

Curtis Orwell went on to publish a book about the late City Treasurer, Bob McCloud and his corruption....He invited Olivia to his book publishing event in downtown Philadelphia and praised her in the press as "The Best Lawyer money could buy" which raised her profile and her bank account considerably,considering the new clients She and Bev got just from his recomendation..

Mayor Cecil "Get Right" Brown and his administration denied knowing anything about Bob McCloud and his corrupt ways...

Mayor Cecil "Get Right" Brown and his wife, Anita Brown did get back together....They told the press that they were working things out..

And indeed they were!!!!...Everyday ..The Mayor takes a three hour lunch break...and goes home..

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...ohhhh Anita what are you doin to me?"

''Ohhhhhhhhhhhh my god, this is so good...Ohhhh my goodness,Cecil..ummmph..I missed you sooo much Cecil..ouuuuuuuuuuuuuu..CECIL!!!!! OHHH MY GODDDDD! CECIL!!!!!"she yelled....

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..ohhhhhhh baby,yesssssssssssssss...Anita...Lawd have mercy woman..ouuuu."

The bed was squeaking something crazy, the headboard sounded like it was about to come off...

"Girl,I just needed to see you...You are driving me out of my mind....Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh lawd..Don't you ever give this to nobody else..."he moaned..

"Oh Cecil I need you too baby...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..I will never give it to anybody else sweet baby! I swear...just you...Just youuuuuuu! Ouuuuuuuuu..NOBODY, but youuuuuu, OHHH MY GOODNESSS Get it right Cecil...Get it rightttt!"she cooed.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!You know I will sugar..ummmmmph...yessss lawdddd!" he moaned in ecstacy...

Maybe all she needed was a little more personal attention and she wouldn't have strayed...Maybe..Or was it the fact that she would have gotten nothing in a divorce, no house, no car, very little money and would have had to go back to work somehow...Starting at the very bottom?? People have many motivations for many things.Love...Money.

Forrest Longley at first refused to talk about his role for City Treasurer Bob McCloud...However...He was convicted of 12 first degree murders and sentenced to die by lethal injection...

In order to buy himself some time...He admitted to the murder of the prostitute that Curtis Orwell had been accused of and allowed himself to be interviewed on several news shows...He was even interviewed with Lt. Tragg...The man who brought him to justice..Even though that wasn't true..He was a television show hit and somewhat of a celebrity on social media too..This guy..a cold blooded killer for hire..Go Figure.

The Mayor however and his wife tired of seeing Lt. Tragg on television, Especially after he had been ordered to keep a low profile and to keep this entire tawdry affair quiet..

Things didn't quite end up for Lt.Tragg the way he thought they would...This was to be his last hurrah!!

The Mayor and his wife were both still quite angry at him for busting down the wrong door and exposing her to public ridicule...They had no grounds to fire him, but they did want some revenge...

''What do you mean Marine Unit? What?" he said.

"Those orders come from the Deputy of Operations Lt. Tragg...I'll see you at the pier on Monday."said an aide.

"No..This must be an error...I'm calling him now!!!..."said Lt. Tragg...

"Suit yourself...but do you ever see me anywhere that he has not personally sent me?" asked the aide.

Lt. Tragg thought a minute...

"Go to the Army -Navy store...Get some hip boots and some jeans and a couple of slickers...You won't be wearing any suits for awhile..Maybe on your day off."said the Aide..

"Oh this is ridiculous...I just brought in a major case...."said Lt. Tragg..

He was transferred to the Marine Unit until further notice...He's still a Lieutenant...But he's on a boat out on the water..occasionally finding a body, which is reported to Homicide.. but mostly finding dead fish!!!No more press conferences...No more nice suits....A standard uniform of slickers and denim shirts and a bucket to combat his sea sickness!

Couldn't have happened to a nicer guy I mused!

Olivia and I lie in bed...watching the whole thing on television and laughing...

"Donnie Ray...Do you care that Lt.Tragg, the biggest buffoon in the world gets credit for work that you and Danny Ho actually did?" she asked.

"I don't care...I hope Sgt. Danny Ho can live with it...All the hard work he put in." I said..

Olivia's soft hands were gently rubbing my rock hard and engorged penis....

"Ummmmm,speaking of HARD work....My..My..Myyyy.."she said and looked at me and smiled..

I smiled sheepishly and leaned over and kissed her passionately...

I smiled at her and rolled over ...She took my face in her hand and kissed me softly...

"Good Work...You always do good work...Now do some good work for mama in the bed." she cooed seductively..

''With Pleasure." I said.

She moaned softly as I slowly, yet deliberately moved inside of her and out of her....We continued to kiss long and slowly and make slow, easy , yet sweet love..

I kissed her neck and behind her ears....She kissed my chest...I entered her slowly again...In and out...softly, steadily...slow sweet lovemaking...

"Ummmmph...." I moaned..

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu bayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy..." she moaned..shaking and sweating profusely.....

She always made me feel as if I was close to exploding and yet she eased up just enough to keep me from doing so...I had had a few women in my time, but never anybody like this...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Donnie Ray...Don't stop baby...Don't stop." she moaned as I continued to move in and out of her slowly....

"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" I moaned.

....We kept at it just like this for the next four hours...I sat up and began kissing her deeply,slower...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Donnie Ray....Donnie Ray, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my God.....this feels so good."she cooed...

The bed rocked from side to side....the headboard gently slammed against the wall..

"I love you so much Donnie Ray."Olivia said as we continued to make sweet love..

"I love you too babes."I said..

It did indeed feel good....We both held each other and came together violently...shaking and holding on to each other...I saw tears stream down Olivia's face as she climaxed....

"Oh My God Donnie Ray....I love you sooo much." she cried aloud...as she continued to orgasm....

I exploded like a gusher ....and just stiffened up....

Olivia laughed and held me tight...

The Television was still on....

We smiled and continued kissing passionately while basking in the blue light of the television.

Stonewall

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Thu, 12 Mar 2015 04:00:00 +0000

I sat in the interrogation room at Police headquarters laughing...I couldn't believe that I had been arrested! Arrested for assault at that!

That goofball Lt. Tragg walked into the room and sat down..

He was quiet for what seemed like forever...I continued to snicker..How many times had I done the same thing to rattle a suspect...Who did he think he was dealing with? Finally he spoke..

''Something Funny Mr. Alexander?" he asked.

"Yes..As a matter of fact it is...but I choose to keep it to myself."I said and continued to snicker..

"You know...I don't like Private Investigators...Never have...but some detectives here seem to have an affinity for them....You do realize you're in serious trouble Mr. Donnie Ray Alexander don't you? This is my city..and I won't tolerate cowboys..You beat the snot out of the city treasurer's aide.." he said.

"Save it...Why don't you just let me go and save yourself the aggravation. He's not the City Treasurer's aide..He's his hitman though.."I laughed..

"This is funny to you? You are accused of beating the snot out of The City Treasurer's aide..Mr.Lionel Jefferson..and you're making jokes.." he said.

"Oh really? Come on Tragg...You're a detective..Hell you're a Lieutenant...So you must have something on the ball...Did you check him out? That's a phony name..Everything about him is as phony as a two dollar bill...Did you ask the City Treasurer what exactly this guy does for him? Did you check his prints? Do you wonder why his prints match a certain felon named Forrest Longley..a known thug and suspected contract killer? And if you've seen him..Does he strike you as the type of guy who would have to call the police after a physical altercation? Come on man?" I said.

I paused...

"You didn't know did you? You didn't do a background check on him at all did you? You don't even have him down here to make a statement....Oh My God! You arrested me based on a phone call?...Could have been a prank call...You didn't even do the basic detective work...This guy is pulling your chain." I said.

"Look you...I don't need YOU to tell me how to police this city.." he snarled..

"I suppose not." I said in disgust.

"I don't know anything about that.... Those charges you are making." he said.

I wasn't surprised...I wondered how this guy made Detective,let alone Lieutenant...but then I had seen many many guys just like him in New Orleans..Why would Philly be any different...Plus I had heard that his father had been a Lieutenant in Homicide years ago...That Junior here was a Lieutenant was no surprise..

"Why don't you call him? He gave you a number right? See if he answers that number."I said. "He's a thug and he pulled a gun on me...A gun that's down in evidence..I was defending myself.."I said.

"Tell it to the judge...You're going to lock up .."he said.

"I don't think so....Donnie Ray,Don't say anything else.." said my wife, Attorney Olivia Bennett-Alexander who walked in with a mug shot of "Lionel Jefferson" aka Forrest Longley, convicted of Man-slaughter, suspect in 12 contract killings in Philadelphia, New York City and Washington, D.C. and a letter from City Treasurer, Bob McCloud, disavowing any knowledge of Jefferson or Longley..

"Is this the man my husband is accused of assaulting? A known thug, suspected killer?" asked Olivia ,starring daggers at Lt. Tragg...

I suspected Longley had pulled this stunt to get me off the streets so that he could bully and shake down Livy,Bev and or Josie..It was a cute trick but it wouldn't work.

Lieutenant Tragg said nothing, he tossed the report tersely on the table.

"Two Detectives and three officers went to the address he gave...He doesn't live there and the number he gave you is to an untraceable burner phone..This entire charade is bogus.Here is their reports...Does he sound like a City Treasurer's aide to you?"asked Olivia.

Lt. Tragg was beat red....I didn't know if it was from embarrassment that he'd been played or that this little lawyer had outsmarted him. Could have been both!

She was pissed....She and I had been enjoying a late night snack at Jake's Hot Dog Emporium when Tragg and several policemen and a throng of reporters had arrested me... I had been here at the station for about three hours...I didn't need to make a phone call...My wife and her niece were two of the best attorneys money could buy..

Lt.Tragg looked at it and turned beet red...She was a lawyer and she had done a better investigation in three hours than a Lieutenant in the police department...Again..No surprise.

Beverly was also there...

"If you're not going to charge Mr. Alexander....And it doesn't look like you can, considering you have no complaintant...We are done here!!.." she said.. "Oh and Mrs. Brown told me to tell you hi." snickered Beverly...

Lt.Tragg looked like he had drank three cans of paint...

I stood and nodded..

"You know...I'm beginning to like you Tragg...I find you amusing to say the least...You have a good day sir." I said as Olivia, Beverly and I walked out..

"Always a pleasure Lieutenant." said Olivia with a sarcastic smile..

As we walked out ,I kissed my wife on the cheek and hugged Beverly.

Olivia looked at Lt. Tragg with disdain....Then me...

"You poor thing...I got you out as soon as I could."said Olivia to me ...

"And you did a good job too..I am both proud and impressed..."I laughed.

I kissed her cheek...

"Relax babes...Know what I want right now?" I said smiling at her...

"Auntay, right?" laughed Beverly....

"Well I always want your Auntay....but actually ,some food...I'm starving.."I laughed...

Olivia blushed...

Lieutenant Tragg stood in the foyer just glaring at the three of us as we walked out of Headquarters...

Lt. Tragg stomped his foot in anger...I looked at him...Somewhere behind all that slick hair gel and make up and vanity there once had to have been a good cop....I wondered..What happened to that cop?

III-

Olivia, Beverly and I kicked back at the office and enjoyed lunch and tumblers of hot coffee courtesy of Mabel Jenkins's Soul Food Joint...My boy,Clerow delivered the lunches.... Josie and Paris had had lunch in the office and Nelson had dropped by and brought lunch for him and Beverly...So if Longley had any plans to break in here thinking everybody was gone...That was thwarted...

"Thanks for getting me off dear..I owe you." I said.

"Oh I'm going to get my pay.I got you off and you are going to get me off" said Olivia looking at me salaciously..

''You two need to stop it."laughed Beverly...

Just then Josie walked in with a well dressed Asian Man...

"Guys This is Detective Danny Ho.." she said...He had two uniformed officers with him...Did Tragg send them here for more Harassment I thought? I soon found out I was wrong.

"I know who he is" said my wife Olivia.."I've known Detective Ho for years...Oh yes..That's Detective Sergeant Ho now.." she said.

Public Defenders know all of the cops ,just as Assistant District Attorneys also know them...I knew all of the Public Defenders and ADA's when I lived in New Orleans.

''Hello Olivia..It's been a long time." he said.

"It has indeed Danny.."said Olivia smiling..."This is my husband, Donnie Ray Alexander, he is our investigator and you remember my niece, Beverly don't you?" she said.

He smiled..."I do..I do.Congratulations on the wedding.." he said.

"I'm with Special Investigations now...The reason I'm here is that I know that your client is innocent and I want to help you." he said.

''You know this how?" I asked..

''Because Special Investigations have been looking at City Treasurer Bob McCloud ever since your client published his first expose on him and brought it to our attention...I told Lieutenant Tragg from the beginning that the murder case against Orwell looked weak...but he wouldn't hear of it...He just wanted to look good in front of the Mayor and The Brass...They just want this thing quieted down..because an election is coming..They don't care that an innocent man is being railroaded...And they would rather turn a blind eye to McCloud's shenanigans rather than face yet another munincipal scandal." he said.

He showed me the same photos I had of Forest Longley in Stoleys and outside of the Motel that I had...and he had more..Photos of Langley and City Treasurer, Bob McCloud at a restaraunt and at Penns Landing and what looked like envelopes being passed between them...

"So much for him not knowing him...He lied." I said.

"That's not all McCloud has lied about."said Detective Ho.

He had sworn statements from some of the same people that Lawrence Stephenson and I had interviewed stating that McCloud and Longley had leaned on them for campaign contributions...

We compared what we had ,with what he had....I was impressed...He was real police..He had done his homework..He seemed equally impressed with me..

"You used to be on the job didn't you?" he said.

"I was Murder Police in New Orleans." I said.

He smiled.

"It shows." he said smiling.

''So why don't you bring this forward and bust McCloud.?" I said.

"You used to be Murder Police Donny Ray...I'm a Sergeant....You know how it goes when you deal with politicians...I'd like to make Lieutenant one day...Lieutenant Tragg will bury this and me...I've dealt with armed killers who had more integrity. It has to come out during your trial Livy.."he said..."But you can't ever tell anybody that I gave this to you..This meeting never happened." he said.

''Your secret is safe with us Danny. We have something better than that Danny...We have an actual taped conversation between McCloud and Longley discussing murder and photos taken of the event." said Olivia...

''WHAT??? Then by all means...Show this to the judge, so he can drop the charges on your client....Once the charges are dropped...S.I. is going after City Treasurer McCloud and nobody is going to be able to save him...I've got Lt. Sissy Van Buren and Captain Ed Cantrell on board....LieutenantTragg is not going to be able to stonewall this any longer...Plus with the problems the Mayor is having right now in his personal life...I don't think he will continue to try to save his friend." He said.

"You're right about him having personal problems." laughed Beverly...

"Beverly is representing his wife..."laughed Olivia..

"Oh My God...you have really moved up..Both of you...When I knew you guys..You were just Public Defenders..."he said.

"I remember when you introduced me to "Chinese Bob's" bistro...I still eat there ocassionally."laughed Olivia.

"Good seeing you again Olivia..and nice meeting you Mr. Alexander..." he said.

"Same here." I said and shook his hand. I liked him...Like Sissy,Carlotta,Duke,Jimmy, Tyriq,Sirena and Hop..He was real police.

Olivia looked at me and Beverly.....

''A long time ago...when my first marriage was ending..Sgt. Ho was a very good friend to me...He helped me get through a very rough time...We uh dated for a minute....but it just wasn't the right time for either of us..He was seperated and eventually got back with his wife and I was so damaged from being married to Elwood Barnes that I just wasn't any good for any man at the time.." she said.

"It's okay babes...I've been there..."I said and rubbed her hand softly...

I looked at the girls...Olivia ,Beverly and Josie..

"You guys can't stay here tonight...Bev, you're going with Nelson..He'll be on his way here soon..

And Livy, You and Josie are going to stay at a Hotel in town..I've already registered you under assumed names...Leave out the back...Clerow's friend,Owen Todd will drive you."I said.

"As for me...I'll be here..I expect a visit from Mr. Longley tonight..I expect him to be good and angry about what happened yesterday and today...But when he gets here..He's going to get the shock of his life."I said.

''Donnie Ray...I'm nervous and I'll miss you."said Olivia.

"It'll be alright...I've got everything planned...He won't catch me off guard this time." I said. "Just be in court tomorrow with that information.."

"I will...You just make sure you're there.....I've got something nice for you after the trial..."she whispered in my ear..

I smiled...

"Welllll..that's incentive enough for me to uh stay alive."I said smiling sheepishly...

IV-

And in City Hall, Mayor Cecil "Get Right" Brown is talking to Bob McCloud...

"You know..the more and more I hear the more I think that maybe you are guilty of these things being said about you...You did seem to get a pretty sizable war chest pretty fast."said the Mayor..

"Yeah? Well some of that money helped you out when you last ran for election too,don't forget it." said Bob McCloud..

"I never knew where it came from."said The Mayor..

"You didn't want to know either.."said Bob McCloud..

"You know strong arming a law firm and a property management firm is one thing...pretty slimy..but murder..There are rumors that you had some hooker murdered..a Hooker you paid to get close to Orwell and that he's innocent....He's got himself a good lawyer...Olivia Bennett and from what I hear she's running rings around our ADA..." said the Mayor..

"She is becoming somewhat of a nuisance.."said Orwell..

"Well let me get something straight...Nothing better happen to her..You hear me? Nothing....I don't want to think that you'd stoop to murder...but she's no hooker..She's a high profile attorney..Hands off her."said The Mayor..

"What about her husband? He's just some ex-cop from New Orleans who is now a P.I. Works for her."he said.

"I don't know him...but listen to you Bob..What has happened to you? Are you really talking about murdering someone?" said the Mayor...

"I'm just saying...I wanted a lid put on this...Your boy Tragg is an idiot...He can't seem to control this..." said McCloud..

"I handpicked him because I know he's one of the boys...He plays the game...The others...They won't play and they've been around long enough to know that they don't have to...Tragg,I can aim him in any direction...He's eager to please.." said the Mayor. "And all that jackass did was go to the wrong room and catch my wife in bed with that other jackass who wanted the city contract.." he lamented...

''I suppose he didn't get it?" laughed Bob McCloud.

"Ohhh hell no..."laughed the Mayor..

"You know..this Olivia Bennett has a niece...Beverly West...She's a lawyer too representing your wife..." said McCloud.

"Bob...Nothing better happen to her either!!!!I don't like the way you're talking." said the mayor...

''Relax..Nothing is going to happen to them.." laughed Bob McCloud...

The Mayor's phone rang....

"Helllo Cecil....I'm naked.." came the voice...

"Anita!! Is that you?"he said ,nearly stuttering...

''Who else? You got some other naked girl calling you?"

"N-No..No..Of course not!" he said.

"Then get over here now and take care of all this good good...We are still married and I am still willing to perform my wifely duties...Get right Cecil..Get right baby!"she cooed.

"Well Alright!!.....I'll be right over...I'm gone hit that thang right baby!" he said smiling.....

"Ouuu...you turnin me on Cecil...You'd better hurry up before I start a fire." she said.

"I gotta go Bob...Stay out of trouble." he said as he broke his neck grabbing his coat and running out the door.

Once the Mayor was gone...

Bob McCloud made a call...

"Hello!"

"It's me..."

"Yeah?"

"Everything as planned.." he said.

"I'm outside of their office now..I counted three females and one male inside.I couldn't get inside today..The office manager's boyfriend and another guy came by...then some cops stopped by...I didn't know who they were.." came the voice of Forrest Longley...

"No matter..Get inside tonight...Get that information...They have to have it on them...The last day of the trial is tomorrow...Kill em all,even if you don't find it and set the place on fire...Make it look like an accident!" said Bob McCloud.

"Not a problem...I owe that Donnie Ray Alexander some payback! Heh,heh,heh..." said Forrest Longley..

(CONCLUSION NEXT!)

As Good As Gone

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Wed, 11 Mar 2015 04:00:00 +0000

This morning,I sat at a table in a Tony downtown Philadelphia Bistro alone...I wished my wife,Olivia was with me,but she was in court...Curtis Orwell's murder trial had begun and Olivia was in court defending him ..She said she felt kind of funny with Beverly not being with her...

Beverly had finally coaxed Anita Brown out of bed and was meeting with her and the mayor and the mayor's team of lawyers on an almost daily basis.

Beverly said that she felt funny not having her Auntay with her ,when she was facing such a pack of wolves...but from what I observed the few times I dropped by our office where they were meeting, to see her..She was holding her own.

Olivia's case was going well..The state's case was basically circumstantial and with little real evidence...While Olivia had the drug evidence...Charactor witnesses for Curtis Orwell and the deceased murder victim's past criminal record on her side...

Unsavory stories about City Treasurer Bob McCloud were starting to come out in the trial and her client's belief that this was orchestrated to get him out of the way...and discredit him was starting to be heard by the jury, despite the ADA's motions to have this surpressed... The judge surprisingly allowed it to be heard.

As a result..Our office had been broken into twice and both times...the culprit went away empty handed....Nothing related to that case was in our office or our domiciles...

Which explained why I was in this tony bistro eating breakfast and pretending to work on my laptop today...

City Treasurer Bob McCloud was sitting just three seats from me...I was working on my laptop as was several other patrons...I had Orange Juice, Coffee and Scrambled Eggs and Bacon, with toast and jelly in front of me..

I also had a little gadget called a Surveillience Mike...that I got from fellow Private Investigator Kevin Morris and his main man,Peeping Tom...

I had it hidden under my newspaper....It had incredible pick up...I had it aimed at City Treasurer, Bob McCloud's table..He was meeting with the shadowy...Forrest Longley..

Bob McCloud looked clearly irritated...but so did Forrest Longley...

"What did you call me here for McCloud?? I like to keep a low profile.."said Forrest Longley...

"Yeah, and I want to stay out of prison...Did you find the documents?" he asked..

"No..I broke into the courthouse documents office...Whatever they have is not there." he said..

"What? Did you check their safe deposit boxes?" he asked..

"Did that...It's not there either." he said.

"Damn it...Then she's got a P.I. and he must have it with him..."said McCloud..

"One thing I know..She's a damn good lawyer...She may be close to gettin this guy off."said Forrest Longley..

"And I can't have that...We planted enough evidence in that room for Tragg to make a decent case...and it looks like he messed that up." scoffed McCloud..

"You should have let me snuff Orwell...I hated killing Alvena..I wanted to sleep with her." said Longley...

"I couldn't have Orwell killed...With the story he had written about me and the accusations he was making..how would that have looked?" said Bob McCloud..

"Well you got problems...His lawyer is using all of that stuff at trial and it appears to be swaying the jury...The ADA who you hand picked is good...but this woman,this Olivia Bennett-Alexander is real good." he said.

"Yeah,she is..I remember when she was a Public Defender...She was very thorough.."he said.

"You want her gone?" asked Forrest Longley..

"No...Nooooo...She is no threat to us...Find out who her P.I. is...Take care of him and then if she gets Orwell off...He goes too."said McCloud..

"Her P.I. is her husband...She's married to a guy, an ex-homicide cop from New Orleans..I don't have a photo of him..but he's usually with her in court...Haven't seen him around at all."said Forrest Longley..

"Then Mrs. Alexander is soon to be a widow..." said McCloud who passed Forrest Longley an envelope full of cash.....

"It's as good as done..Heh ,Heh,Heh." said Longely who got up and walked out....

City Treasurer Bob McCloud paid his bill and he and an aide also walked out...

I smiled...Neither one noticed me at all..I was nameless and faceless...

Beverly walked over to me..

"I got several photos of both of them."she said.

"And I have a conversation that is so incriminating ,your Auntay is a lock to free Curtis Orwell.."I said.

"Put this is your bag and go straight to your Auntay."I said giving her the laptop and the mike...

"You going to be okay D.R.? she said...

I pulled her to me and hugged her...

"I been doin this a long time Shortcake..I'll be fine." I said.

Beverly smiled and walked down the back steps as I instructed...

Her boyfriend, Attorney Nelson East was waiting for her in the garage in his car as I instructed and drove her home...

II-

I walked out of the front of the bistro...I felt like I was being watched and followed...I wasn't wrong..

After about two blocks...Forrest Longley walked behind me...He had a pistol...He stuck it in my side.

"Donnie Ray huh? Thought you were slick...I saw you in there.." he said.

"I know you did.."I said calmly...

He went through my pockets....He checked my wallet...Then he took my phone out...Or what he thought was my phone...It was a burner phone... My phone was in my car...A few blocks away...He tossed it on the ground and stepped on it ,smashing it...

He then took my gun...A 40.caliber..

"If you took any photos of us in there...They're gone now." he smirked... He had no idea that he was as good as gone..Beverly had a recording of their conversation and photos...He had seen me...But he didn't know her or notice her.. He also must not have noticed my laptop or mike was missing.. I counted on that...He wasn't looking for her and Nelson...He was just looking for me..He was good at what he was paid to do...but I was better.

"Okay...Now I want to know where that information is on the Orwell Trial?" he said.

"What information?" I said..

"Smart ass huh?" he growled..

He hit me with a sap...I felt excrutiating pain..I fell to the ground...I struggled to get to my feet..

"You gonna play dumb huh? I can do this all day wise ass. "he said.

"Ohhhh You're talking about the court notes huh?" I said..

"Damn right..Where are they?" he said.

"Did you try our house?" I said..

''Oh ,still the smart aleck eh?" he said and went to hit me again...I blocked his swing and kicked him as hard as I could in his privates..

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SWEEEEET MOTHER OF...ARGHHHHHHHHHH.." he moaned as he bent over and dropped his gun on the sidewalk..

I hit him with an uppercut that lifted him off of the ground and then I added two lefts and two rights that sent him into a pile of trash cans that fell over on his head...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, ummmph....." he moaned...

By the time he got himself from up under them....I was gone and had his gun as well as mine...Blood trickled down the side of his head...

His nose was bloody and is face was badly swollen..He looked like he'd been in a fight. He didn't know whether to grab his jaw or his privates...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh..ummmmph...sweeet ...ohhhhhhhhh..You're a dead man Alexander..ohhhhhhhh" he moaned as he got up off of the sidewalk and hobbled to the corner looking for me....

III-

Beverly went to see Anita Brown...They had more to work out as far as the divorce or seperation was concerned..

But upon getting there she found the door locked....The front window was opened...

She could hear the sounds of lovemaking...

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...ohhhh Anita what are you doin to me?"

''Ohhhhhhhhhhhh my god, this is so good...Ohhhh my goodness,Cecil..ummmph..I missed you sooo much Cecil..ouuuuuuuuuuuuuu.."

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..ohhhhhhh baby,yesssssssssssssss...Anita...Lawd have mercy woman..ouuuu."

The bed was squeaking something crazy, the headboard sounded like it was about to come off...

"Girl,I just needed to see you...I missed you..ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh lawd.."

"Oh Cecil I missed you too baby...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.."

The sound of kissing and heavy breathing could be heard....

"Ohhhhhhhhh baby..."

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu darling..."

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.."

''Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

"Ohhh baby, give it to meeeeee....ummmmmmph..."

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....Anita...Anita ...ouuuuuuuuuu, more, more... ohhhhhh..."

"Sock it to me Cecil...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Get right....get right baby..ouuuuu!"

"LAWDDD girl, put it on me....."

"Ohhhh CECIL...CECIL...GOOD LAWD CECILLLLL!"

Beverly looked around and she saw a car that said... CITY OF PHILADELPHIA....She walked over to the man who was standing by the car...

"Hey...I'm the attorney for Anita Brown." she said.

"Oh yeah? I'm the Mayor's driver.."he said.

"The Mayor is up there?" asked Beverly..

"Yeah..Been up there for the past four hours..."he said smiling weakly...

Beverly shook her head....

"Guess they won't be getting divorced after all." she said.

"Oh they gettin divorced..This is just break up sex..." he said.

"Break up sex?" said Beverly ,a bit perplexed..

"Come on...This aint your first rodeo girl...We all been there." he said.

Beverly smiled..

"Yeah...I guess we have." she laughed..

IV-

Olivia and I were kissing passionately in our bedroom...

"Ummmmmm thank you for the work you did...This information will surely get the charges against Curtis dropped.."she said in between kisses..

"It's always pleasurable working for you.."I said smiling broadly..

Olivia said nothing..She smiled..

I watched her as she sat on the side of the bed and took her panty hose off...

I unzippered her dress and helped her out of it...

She smiled..

"Donnie Ray!!!Calm down....your eyes are practically popping out of your head!!..." she laughed...

"Can't help that!" I said...Kissing her neck and her back and turning her to me and kissing her long,softly and tenderly....She put her arms around me and began kissing me..

We stopped for a minute and just stared at each other....I was trying to catch my breath....

I pulled her to me and began kissing her again..She slowly unzippered my trousers and unbuttoned my shirt...

"Beverly was worried that something was going to happen to you." she said, kissing my neck..

"Nah...I had everything under control....Mr. Forrest Longley will soon find himself under scrutiny..I sent his gun to Homicide...I'm bettin between them and the FBI..They'll link him to several murders and get him off the streets."I said in between breathy kisses..

Olivia put her index finger on my lips..

"Stop talking...."she said and smiled.. "Breathe.." she said.

I laid her down on the bed...and once again.. I stared down into those gorgeous brown eyes of hers and I entered her slowly and gently..I wanted to savor this experience, I entered her softly and gently and began to stroke her softly and slowly....She moaned and put her arms around my neck and drew me closer to her..She wrapped her legs around my waste and we began to move in a slow, yet deliberate rhythm for quite some time...She matched me thrust for thrust and began blowing softly into my ear....then she began kissing me again, soft,short kisses...She was so soft...so moist and smelled so good...I was losing my mind slowly like I always did when I made love to her......while continuing to stroke her masterfully....

"Ouuuuuuuu...Oh My god Donnie Ray...Ohhhhhhh my goodness..ouuuuuuu.."she moaned..

"Damn girl.."I uttered...

"You couldn't wait could you?" she asked..

"No I could not..."I said..

Her head turned from side to side...Her arms began to stiffen..... She began to shake...tears rolled out of her eyes down the side of her face.....

The bed which hadn't been squeaking before was now squeaking something terrible...The headboard was rattling....

Olivia and I made sweet passionate and intense love for close to five hours...I couldn't seem to get enough...

And while all of this good ,sweet loving was going down...The die was being cast in this strange case...Some of the players were as good as gone!

City Treasurer McCloud was meeting with an angry Forrest Longley...who sat in his apartment.

"What the hell happened to you, you look like you got hit by a tractor trailor."said McCloud getting a look at Longley's face..

"It was that P.I. Donnie Ray Alexander...I had a bead on him.." said Longley, who was sitting in his apartment with an ice pack on his privates and a cold steak on his swollen jaw and eye...

"Looks like he had a bead on you..."said McCloud..

"I'm gonna take care of him...I'm gonna shoot that son of a..."said Longley...

"No you're not!! Not unless you have to...Call our guy, Lieutenant Tragg..Tell him you were assaulted by Mr. Alexander.." said McCloud.

"I can't go down there and make a statement...The minute the coppers see me, with my record, I'll be locked up.." he said.

"Relax....Just make the call...Call Tragg directly...He's a jackass...He won't check out anything...He'll come over to that guys house with a throng of reporters and make the big arrest...."laughed McCloud.

"Yeah,but if I don't come forward..Even Tragg will realize the whole thing is bogus..He won't hold Alexander on that weak crap...and with his wife being an attorney,He'll be sprung in no time..."said Longley...

"Yes...but that will give you time to break into their office again and have another look see...You might find something...The office manager goes to lunch with some guy everyday at one..Wifey and her little niece will be bailing Mr. Alexander out...See what I'm saying?" said McCloud...

"Okay...I'm on it...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh...uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.." he moaned..

"No women friends for you tonight eh?" laughed McCloud...

"Go Ahead laugh...but I swear..I'm still gonna make Alexander pay for what he did to me...Ughhhhhhhhhhhh..I'll bet he's screwing his pretty attorney wife right now.."snarled Longley, while holding the ice pack on his privates...

In fact...Olivia and I were in fact still kissing and making sweet love...as they spoke...

Ouuuuuuuu...Oh My god Donnie Ray...Ohhhhhhh my goodness..ouuuuuuu.."she moaned..

"Damn girl.."I uttered...as we continued to make sweet love..

(TO BE CONTINUED)

Ice Cream and Hot Tea

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Tue, 10 Mar 2015 04:00:00 +0000

Olivia looked sensational and happy when I ran into her in court two days later...Not like I hadn't seen her..I live with her..,but I've been doing my investigative work while she was at hearings with our client, Curtis Orwell, a blogger and free lance journalist accused of murder.

''Who is that fine woman standing over there?" I said making goo goo eyes at Olivia..

''Why I don't know...Maybe if you buy me a drink ,you can find out."she said laughing...

"Not a bad idea at all." I said and we got in my car and headed to Josie's...

II-

At Josies..Far from the prying ears of whoever...Olivia and I were able to talk...

Gus served us our drinks...

''Hey, where is Shortcake?" he asked. He was talking about Beverly..

''You guys are like the Three muskateers, except when she's with her fella." he said.

"She's got a big case...She's repping the Mayor's wife..."said Olivia...

Gus cracked up laughing...

"That aint much of a defense...She got caught on live TV ,naked as a jaybird with another man, who was not her husband...The Mayor got serious grounds for divorce."said Gus..

''Yeah, but there is money and property involved too..."said Olivia.

"I wouldn't give that tramp a dime...but then,that's me."said Gus laughing as he walked away..

I smiled..Olivia then turned her attention to me..

''So what'cha got?" she asked.

"I got the crime scene photos and I got the tox reports...He had two drugs in him...This one, which I can't even pronounce...I said showing her the actual copy of the tox report ..It's a Haluccinegen and the second drug which is a powerful sedative...So he was flying when they found him...."

"The drugs could have been ingested in his system through drinks that he had at Stoleys...Where he was with the young lady...Whose real name was actually, Alvena Gillespie...A high priced Escort with several arrests for prostitution...I have film footage of the two of them there that night...She may have slipped those drugs in his drinks...Opened bottles of beer was recovered from the crime scene...The sedative was in one..The one with his DNA and fingerprints on it..." I said.

"So he was drugged...We know that much...He might have been unconscious after sex.." said Olivia.

''I'm often near being unconscious after sex with you..."I said smiling..

Olivia blushed..

''Donnie Rayyyy, we are in public." she said.

''It's true...you wear me out.."I laughed..

"Okay...Be good now."she said rubbing my hands softly and laughing...

''Well the loaded condom was in the waste basket and his prints and her prints and DNA were the only ones found in the room."I said. "But"I said smiling..Getting back on topic, but still checking my wife out...

''But what?" asked Olivia.

"We may have caught a break...We have film footage of this guy sitting near them in Stoleys ...and look , here is the same guy outside of the motel they were in...Just minutes later...and in other film footage..This same guy is seen getting in this car...a rental...Rented to a "Lionel Jefferson" I said.

Olivia smiled, but then frowned..

"Of course that is a phony name right?" she said..

"Oh of course..but there is film footage of his face ,both from Stoleys...and from the Motel...and uh we do have a friend in the FBI...Sharon Ferrell-Hopkins..

And she was only too happy to get facial recognition of this guy....His real name is Forrest Longly..He's a contract killer...a suspect in a dozen murders in Philadelphia, DC, New York City...He's who you call when you want someone gone quietly and efficiently...He's got one manslaughter conviction...He did a nickle in New York...I've already called them for DNA samples and prints......We find his DNA or prints anywhere it's not supposed to be and we have our killer.." I said.

Olivia smiled...

I asked her..

"You got a female judge or a male judge?" I asked.

''Male.."she said.

"You get bail?" I asked..

"Reasonable Bail...Curtis is calling some family members and his publisher to see if they can raise it..If and when they do...He is free before the trial.." she said.

I talked to a few people in the bar and at the hotel who saw them both that night...Nothing in his demeanor says killer..He was out of it..Half sloshed.." I said. "Tomorrow I want to visit that Property Management company and that Law firm that was being shook down...talk to a few people on my own." I said.

''Ouuu..you got me wanting to go home with you.." cooed Olivia.

I looked at Olivia salaciously...

"You know that's not a bad idea..."I said.

"I would love to..but I can't this afternoon baby...I have to go to the law library,look up some things...You're welcome to come with and keep me company.."she said smiling..

"Sure thing doll."I said.

III-

Beverly wasn't having much of a time with her client...She brought Anita Brown Ice Cream and Hot Tea everyday..

Anita Brown stayed in her girlfriend's spare bedroom in her night gown all day, only coming out to go to the bathroom...

She sobbed and sobbed all day...

"Beverly girl...I'm so glad you cammmmmmmmmmmmmmme....ARghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I could kill that jack ass Lt. Tragg...Busting into our room of all the rooms he could have busted into."she sobbed...

"Nita, as much as I don't like the man...in his defense..He had no idea you were in that hotel..He was looking for a murder suspect... My Auntay's client..in fact,who was actually arrested that night." said Beverly...

"He's still a jackass...If he had of read the warrant right, he would have seen that it said Room 57, Not room 157....He was so busy...lining out the media..and getting his make up and his suit just right."she sobbed.

"He said it was a typographical error on the warrant."said Beverly...

She gave Beverly the side eye...

"Read the warrant....Go ask your Aunt Olivia..She's probably seen it by now..There was no error..It says room 57 clear as day...My husband wants him fired...but they can't fire him...They have no grounds...but he is the biggest jackass on the police force..Ouuuu,I could kill him...He couldn't knock and give someone a chance to come to the door...Noooooooooooooo..Mr. big hero has to kick the damn door in like he's on TV...What a damn jackass." she spat..

"Have you talked to the Mayor since the incident?" asked Beverly..

"He was understandably incensed...He told me to get out....I packed a few things and I called my girl, Joanne...and she came and got me." she said.

"Do you guys have a prenup?" asked Beverly...

"No...and he had that house before we got married.. The cars are all leased or owned by the city...I might not get a penny out of this girl." she said and continued to sob...

Beverly passed her a bowl of Ice Cream and the two of them said nothing as they ate Ice Cream...

Next Beverly poured her a tumbler of hot tea....

She watched as Anita sipped and sobbed...

"Uh,what about the guy ,Richard? The guy you were with?" she asked.

"Oh him? He's going through a divorce....He's seperated...I know he was just trying to get close to me so I could influence my husband to give his company that city contract...But Bev the man just ooozed sexiness...I was curious...I had an itch..So I scratched it.." she said.

"So..there's nothing between you two?" asked Beverly...

"Girl please...He aint got no money....He's got a big penis and he's good in bed...but I wasn't thinking of making a life with him....Frankly ,I've loved being the mayor's wife."she said.

"Anita...you were a promising ADA....You left your career to marry a man 19 years older than you."said Beverly...

"Yes...and not have to work for eight years and be the first lady of the city of Philadelphia...Maybe be the wife of a State Senator or a congressman...Who wouldn't have taken that chance girlfriend?"said Anita...

Beverly smiled at the thought.

"You comin by tomorrow?" asked Anita..

"Uh No..I have to be in court on another case."Beverly lied...

"Oh...I cherish our talks and the Ice Cream and Hot Tea."she said.

"You ever getting out of the bed?" asked Beverly...

"Eventually."she said.

Beverly told us that they hadn't even discussed the divorce yet or if there was even going to be one..

"This is like being over one of my girlfriend's houses after a break up...I don't even feel like a lawyer right now ."she told Olivia..

Suddenly her big case seemed like a big dud.....but she was still getting paid. It wasn't all bad.

Beverly finally took a few days off from being Anita Brown's shoulder and supplier of Ice Cream and Hot Tea and went with me to the Law Firm and the Property Management company to talk to people and to check their books..

I decided to take our friend Lawrence Stephenson ,the Forensic Accountant with us...We had just helped him beat a murder rap and had been involved in a case simular to this...

"So nice to see you guys again." said Lawrence Stevenson as he ,Olivia, Bev and I headed to the Property Management Company to check their books..

Me going there by myself would probably get us nowhere...But two attorneys and an accountant going with me gave me more legitimacy...

Curtis Orwell had given us a list of people we could talk to and then some...And both the law firm and the property management company's people were very co-operative...They had no love for Bob McClod..but I could tell they were all afraid...

Still we got enough information from both places to match Curtis Orwell's information...And like Curtis Orwell...I placed everything we had on three Zip Drives... I mailed one to Louisiana and called my sister...Told her to put it in her safe deposit box and hang on for instructions..

Olivia took one and gave it to U.S. Attorney Brendan Burnside for safe keeping just like before..and the third one I gave to Gus the bartender at Josie's and told him to lock it up in his safe at the bar along with our notes on the case...My good friend and fellow Private Investigator,Kevin Morris told me that Gus had often held sensitive information for him in Josie's safe...

I expected a visit from someone soon.

As the four of us drove back home Olivia spotted an Ice Cream Bistro...

"Hey guys..anybody up for some Ice Cream?" She asked...

Beverly sighed...

"I'll sit this one out Auntay." she said.

(TO BE CONTINUED)

Room 157

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Mon, 09 Mar 2015 04:00:00 +0000

MIDNIGHT!

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...ohhhh woman what are you doin to me?"

''Ohhhhhhhhhhhh my god, this is so good...Ohhhh my goodness,Richard..ummmph.."

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..ohhhhhhh baby,yesssssssssssssss...Anita...Lawd have mercy woman..ouuuu."

The bed was squeaking something crazy, the headboard sounded like it was about to come off...

The sound of kissing and heavy breathing could be heard....

"Ohhhhhhhhh baby..."

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu darling..."

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.."

''Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
"Ohhh baby, give it to meeeeee....ummmmmmph..."

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....Anita...Anita ...ouuuuuuuuuu, more, more... ohhhhhh..."

"Sock it to me Ricky...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"LAWDDD girl, what are you doing to meeeee?"

"What am I doing to you? What are you doing to MEEEEEE?"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh gooooddddddd lawdd it's soooo goood...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh I've missed you girl...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh sweeeeet jesusssssssssss you are a demon in the bedddddddddd...arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.."

"Morrre...Morreee....morrre...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. Ricky..ouuuuuu..Ricky....OHHHHHHH."
she wailed...

"Ohhhh Anita, Anita,ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..I'm losin my minddddddddd!! "

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I love you soooooooooooooo much...ouuuuuuuuuuuu..RICHARD!"

In the hallway, Lt. Tragg and several tactical squad policemen stood surrounding both sides of the room...

The Sergeant walked up to Lt. Tragg....

"Are you sure this is the right room Lieutenant? This sounds like a couple making love." he said.

Lt. Tragg gave him a side eye...

"Sergeant, WHAT DO PEOPLE USUALLY DO IN HOTEL ROOMS? This is room 157...I have the warrant right here.....Curtis Orwell is in there....He's my suspect in a murder...Now hit the door!" said Lt. Tragg...

"I'm just sayin Lieutenant...First off, Do you need all of this firepower to take down one man ? And second...The woman called the man "Ricky" or "Richard" Not "Curtis"..So I ask you once again...IS THIS THE RIGHT ROOM? You got all of these reporters and cameras out here...I don't like this.." said the Sergeant...

Lt. Tragg was beyond exasperated...

"Listen..I'm tired of everybody second guessing me...You hear? It's an alias... Now HIT HE DAMN DOOR!!..That's an order!!!...In fact....NEVER MIND..I'LL DO IT!" he said..

The bed springs in the room was squeaking louder than ever now...and so was the moaning and cooing of the two lovers...

"Sock it to me Ricky...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."came a woman's voice...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh gooooddddddd lawdd it's soooo goood...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh Anita ,I love you so much girl...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh sweeeeet jesusssssssssss ..this is sooo damn goood..ummmmph!...arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..You have to leave your husband...Ohhh godd...I never knew it was so damn goood...ohhhhh...baby!" came the sounds from the room.

"ORWELL!!!...CURTIS ORWELL...OPEN UP...POLICE!!!" came Lt. Tragg's voice...

"Hey man, Go away..aint nobody in here named Curtis Orwell.." came the voice from the room...

"Step aside!" said Lt. Tragg who kicked the door in himself.... Only to get the shock of his life!!!!

"Oh My GOD...ANITA??? MRS. BROWN???YOUR HONOR!!!" he said...

"OHH MY GOD....LT. TRAGG, YOU ASSHOLE!!!!...GET OUT! ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! GET OUT!!!!! OH LAWD I'M NOT DRESSED..GET OUTTT!" she screamed...As the shocked couple spun around....

She tossed one of her pumps at him which struck him in the head...

"OWWWWW JESUS ANITA THAT HURT!" screamed Lt. Tragg....

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GET OUT...I'M NOT DRESSED" she screamed and tossed another one of her pumps at him which struck him again...

"OWWWWWWWWWWWWW! COME ON NOW!!" he screamed...

"JUST GET OUT....GET OUT..YOU ASSHOLE!!" she yelled and hurled her bra at him..He ducked...

The man in the bed with her , covered himself with the bed sheet and yelled out-

"HEY MAN GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE! CLOSE THAT DOOR IT'S COLD..." he yelled...

By now reporters and media people were filming and photographing the entire thing...

"OHH MY GOD....Lt. TRAGG, YOU ASSHOLE...GET OUT! ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! GET OUT!!!!!GET THOSE REPORTERS OUT OF MY ROOM!" she screamed...and hurled her pocketbook at them..It hit the wall and all of her possessions spilled to the ground..

The Sergeant of the Tactical squad snatched the warrant out of Traggs hands and read it...He grimaced...Then he looked at Lt. Tragg...who was rubbing his bruised forehead..

"You read the warrant wrong Lieutenant!!!!...It says Room 57..Not Room 157 We are one floor up....I asked you if you had the right address." he said..

"Oh My God...That's the MAYOR's WIFE!!!! and that guy she's in bed with owns a construction company..He has a major city contract..." said Lt. Tragg who was beet red...

"Looks like that's not ALL he has!." said the Sergeant...."Come on guys, let's hit room 57.." he said.

The woman, Anita Brown, was the wife of Philadelphia's Mayor, Cecil"Get Right" Brown , the mayor and a pastor...One time head of Philadelphia's Black Clergy...sat on the bed, naked, sobbing and shaking...

"TRAGG, YOU ASSHOLE...MY MARRIAGE IS RUINED...YOU FOOL!!!...OH LAWD!! THE SCANDAL!..ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" she sobbed...

"Scandal?? Your marriage ruined?? What about us baby?" said the man in the bed with her..

She looked at him like he was crazy....He said nothing more.She snatched some of the bed sheet to cover herself.

"I'm so sorry..We uh, We had the uh wrong room." said Lt. Tragg...

"YA THINK?? OH YOU ASSHOLE...HOW DID YOU EVER BECOME A COP???OHHHHH LAWD CLOSE THE DOOR...CLOSE THE DAMN DOOR!!...I'M NAKED!!!...CLOSE THE DOOR AND GET OUT OF HERE!! DON'T STAND THERE LOOKING STUPID!!...CLOSE THE GOTDAMN DOOR!"she screamed!!!

"HEY MAN GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE! CLOSE THAT DOOR IT'S COLD...DON'T JUST STAND THERE LOOKIN STUPID...CLOSE THE DOOR!!!!"yelled her bed mate again..

"Uhhh Yes...Yes Sirr!!...Yes mam! Soooooo Sorrry about this...Oh My God!." said Lt. Tragg, closing the door and running down the hallway...

"TURN THOSE DAMN CAMERAS OFF!! TURN EM OFF! THAT'S THE MAYOR'S WIFE...HAVE SOME RESPECT!!!TURN THOSE DAMN CAMERAS OFF!! TURN EM OFF!" he yelled to the media...

Now..more and more people were in the hallway ,staring and talking...Anita Brown shook her head in disbelief...Lt. Tragg had now brought more attention to an already bad situation...What an idiot, she thought and just shook her head...

II-

MORNING-

My wife, Attorney,Olivia Bennett-Alexander awoke to my laughter....I was watching the morning news...

She smiled...

"Myyy..My hubby is pretty happy this morning...What has got you laughing so hard?" she asked..

"Oh My God Livy...I was watching the morning news...Last night...The Police raided this hotel looking for a murder suspect..They knocked down the wrong door and caught the Mayor's wife in bed with some guy who has a huge city construction contract...Oh My God this is hillarious..."I said laughing so hard my sides were hurting..

Olivia put her arms around me and joined in the laughing...

"Oh My God...That's Lt. Tragg....I'm not surprised...I remember him when I was a public defender...He was always so condescending...I couldn't stand him..Looks like he really stepped in it this time." laughed Olivia..

Lt. Tragg was on television saying that a typographical error led them to the wrong room...and that they were very sorry for what happened....

"We never meant to uh invade the uh er..Privacy of the uh ahhhh Mayor's wife...This was a huge mistake and I'm going to get to the bottom of this...Find out and fire whoever is responsible for this gaffe."he said, Sweating bullets...

"This guy is an embarrassment....He was on here a month ago announcing an update in that serial killer case and come to find out the cops had already arrested the serial killer hours before.. And then I saw him on here raiding an empty church looking for another guy that the FBI had picked up hours before that in Camden.."I said.

"Not to mention, he was kidnapped by that crazy girl who killed all of those gangsters,including the guy he had arrested and he was filmed with no pants on being rescued....Oh My God..This hasn't been a good year for him..."said Olivia...

They showed film footage of the Mayor's wife throwing her shoes and her bra and her pocketbook at him and of her guest covering himself up in the sheets...

Now Olivia was laughing uncontrollably herself...

We had no idea that this was going to be just the beginning of one of our strangest cases...

III-

"I'm going to be making a lot of money...I'm going to be making a lot of money....I'm going to be making a lot of money..." sang Beverly West, my wife's niece and a partner in the law firm...

Olivia smiled at her niece...

"My..You seem very happy this morning .Everybody is happy this morning.."said Olivia...

I kissed Olivia on the cheek...

"I don't know..you were pretty happy last night.."I whispered...

Olivia blushed...She was so sexy when she blushed...

"Donnie Rayyyyyy." she said, smiling sheepishly.

"You'll never guess who my client is? Take a guess."said Beverly...

Olivia looked at me...I shrugged my shoulders....I didn't know..

"Oh come on guys...Take a guess." said Beverly..

"Oh Alright...I'll tell you....Anita Brown..THE ANITA BROWN...as in Mayor ,Cecil "Get Right" Brown's wife...She and I went to law school together...You'll remember..She was an ADA at one time before she caught the Mayor's attention and they got married..." she said.

"Oh My God Bev...GOOD FOR YOU BABY!....I suppose he wants a divorce after she was caught in that hotel room with that guy, Richard Young..."said Olivia..

''Well it's not clear yet...But she wants an attorney in place just in case...Right now she's staying with one of her girlfriends and the Mayor is in seclusion...This might be a huge Divorce settlement...And I'm handling it...Ouuuuu la la..." she said.

"I'm happy for you baby."said Olivia , hugging her neice...

"I suppose there is nothing for me to investigate....This is pretty open and shut...No pun intended.."I said.

Beverly cracked up laughing.....

"Oh wow...Did you see that circus on Television...Those coppers went to the wrong room, Kicked the door in and were in the wrong room....The guy they wanted was a floor down...Oh My God...Somebody is in deep water this morning..."laughed Beverly...

"She called you pretty fast."I said.

"She's scared....and she's embarrassed...The whole city caught her cheating..It's all over the news and social media..I'll have to do damage control."said Beverly...

"Ohhh look at you missy."said Olivia laughing.".Sounding just like me."

The three of us busted out laughing.

III-

But like I said...The events of the night before hadn't finished affecting us... Olivia got a phone call just minutes after Beverly's announcement...

"Alexander & West Law Firm....This is Olivia Bennett-Alexander." she said.

"You're the one I'm looking for." came the voice..

Olivia smiled..

"That's always nice to hear." she said.

"My name is Curtis Orwell...I'm a Blogger and Free lance journalist...I've been arrested for murder...A murder I did not committ...I need a good lawyer and you come highly recommended..."he said.

"Ohhh-Okay..Where are you? she asked...

"I'm at Police headquarters...This is my one call that I was allowed.."he said.

"Okay...My niece and my husband and I will be down..." she said.

"Thank you..Thank you so much." he said.

Olivia looked at me...

"Beverly isn't the only one who has a case..We have one too..." she said.

"Sounds Good...Come on Shortcake...We'll take my ride." I said.

"Can I drive?" asked Beverly...

"Sure" I said and tossed her the keys..

IV-

Curtis Orwell was white,about Olivia and my age...My height and general build...with Reddish brown hair..

He looked a bit disheveled..Like he could use a shave and a shower and maybe some sleep......

He smiled when he saw the three of us...

"I am Olivia Bennett-Alexander, This is my niece Beverly ,she is also an attorney and my husband, Donnie Ray Alexander, our investigator.." she said.

He smiled..

"I remember seeing you guys before...You probably don't remember me..I covered you when you had that law suit against Betty Mercy...I did a story on you in the Atlantic Monthly...I figure anybody who could go up against that harpie Betty Mercy and win is the only kind of lawyer that can me out of the mess I'm in." he said.

"Well just what kind of mess are you in? You said you're being charged with murder."I said.

"Yes...I've been charged with the murder of what I now know was a prostitute...I was set up...They found me or rather I woke up in the room with the girl and she was dead...She had been suffocated with a pillow..Only I didn't do it...I went to the room with her...We had consensual sex..Next thing I know...I was out like a light...I woke up hours later and she was dead!!!.....I didn't kill her..I wouldn't have done that...I swear..I'm being set up." he said.

"What makes you think that?" asked Olivia..

"Look,Like I said...I'm a Blogger and a Free Lance Journalist...I was doing a story on Bob Mcloud..Ever heard of him?" he asked.

"I have!!!..He's the City Treasurer.."said Beverly...

He looked at her and smiled...

"Your little sister is sharp." he said.

Olivia smiled..

"She's my niece...but sometimes I feel as though she's my little sister." she said looking at Beverly affectionately..

"Yeah, well I got information that Mr. Mccloud is interested in a run for State Senator...and so our distinguished City Treasurer...the guy in charge of our money was shaking down a law firm and a property management company for big donations to his campaign.... I had a contact inside his office who I won't name who was feeding me information...Good information about his activities.. I had files..Photos of his books...Photos and accounts ,personal accounts on tape that would have proved that he was in fact doing this...Only they are all gone now..Before I could make copies..Somebody broke into my apartment and stole them and wiped my hard drive clean..."

"Right around that time..I met this girl...Her name was Selena Carr...or that's the name she gave me..She seemed like a very astute young lady,Pretty...with looks too good to be doing administrative work.. She was working at the magazine I was doing this story for...We started dating...And I started building my case up again against Bob McCloud..I mean she helped me with the interviews and gathering information...The works..."

"We wound up in a motel..Making sweet love...She was too good at what she did to be just some normal secretary...This was a dead give away....I woke up and she was dead...My files ,once again..gone! Only..I made copies this time...They're on a USB drive and that's in safe keeping where they won't find it..Only thing..I can't get to it...I called the police and told them what I knew..They took me in..I made a statement...I gave them blood ,urine and saliva samples..and they released me on my own word...Next thing I know..I hear on the radio that I'd been formally indicted for 2nd Degree Murder..This guy..This Lt. Tragg...He's trying to make a big name for himself...He comes to get me with a throng of reporters...Only I wasn't there...I was across the street watching...When they left,I left...but somebody tipped him off... Of course I knew what that was...It was Bob McCloud..putting political pressure on the Mayor and the police..." he said.

"Where did you go?" asked Olivia..

"I was in the Wynndom Hotel...I was in Room 57....Ironically enough...Just one floor down from where the cops found the Mayor's wife and that guy who is trying to get a construction contract with the city...Richard Young...My arrest that same night took a back seat to that circus going on upstairs....Hell..If I wasn't involved in this mess...That's the kind of story I'd be covering." he said,laughing..

Just then Lt. Tragg walked in...He looked like so many Police Lieutenants I had known in New Orleans...Well Dressed, White and with an air of self importance about them...

"Olivia..Olivia Bennett....Well I'll be...You've come a long way from the Public Defenders office.Got your own firm now huh?"he said.

"Yes and It's Olivia Bennett-Alexander now.."she said showing him her wedding band and pointing to me..

"And that is my husband, Donnie Ray Alexander."she said.

"Ohhhh, You got married...Congratulations!!!Your husband a shyster too?" he asked.

"No..He's our investigator....You remember my niece, Beverly?" she said.

He smiled...

"I do..She was a public defender also....So she's with you now huh? And you're repping this loser here huh? Well you're wasting your time with him...We got him cold...In the room with the dead hooker and his DNA and prints all over the room." he said.

"Doesn't mean he killed her... He said he was drugged...I'm going to look at the Tox exams taken from the night...and I'd like to see the crime scene photos." I said.

"You sound like you used to be on the job at one time."said Lt. Tragg..

"I was Murder Police once...New Orleans Homicide Unit."I said.

"I thought so...Well you know how real cops feel about P.I.'s..We aren't inclined to help you...Ex-Cop or not." he said snidely...

"But we have a right to see the police reports and as a real cop..You know that!" said Beverly...

He looked at Olivia and smiled..

"She inherited your smart mouth huh?" he said.

''Who is the Primary On this case?" I asked.

"You're looking at him."said Lt. Tragg.

"How did you know he was at that hotel and in that room?" asked Olivia.

"Got an anonymous tip." he said.

"About Mr.Orwell or the Mayor's wife?" asked Beverly....

Curtis Orwell, Beverly and I could not contain ourselves...We laughed heartily....

Lt. Tragg was beat red...It was quite obvious that he despised both Beverly and I and was only mildly tolerating Olivia.

"Finish this interview...He's getting ready to go down to booking and then to lock up." he snarled,clearly not amused at Beverly...

''We are done here..Curtis..I'll arrange a hearing and see if we can get a low bail...Maybe I can get you out,but I can't promise.."said Olivia..

"Thank you..Thank you for taking my case." he said.

"Nice seeing you again Liv...Teach your niece some manners..." he said giving Beverly the side eye...

"Let's go Orwell.." he barked as two officers escorted him out...

I looked at Beverly...

"I don't think he likes you Shortcake!" I said smiling.

"Screw him if he can't take a joke."said Beverly non-chalantly...

"Don't feel bad Shortcake..He's not a big fan of me either." I said.

"Then I'm in good company."said Beverly with a smile.

Olivia smiled...

"Don't let him fool you..He's no big fan of me either..All of that was a little act...He despised me when I was a public defender..." she said.

"Yeah,I gathered...Let's go get that tox and DNA report.." I said.

"We can subpeona the crime scene report....I was hoping I didn't have to do that..."said Olivia.."I wish Sissy and her guys or Sharon was dealing with this case." she said.

"What a day...I've got a meeting with the Mayor's wife, Anita Brown tomorrow..."said Beverly...

V-

And at city hall,Philadelphia Mayor,Cecil "Get Right" Brown held a press conference...

"My wife and I are trying to deal with this incident privately...We please ask for privacy and a time of healing and reflection..She is currently staying with some friends and I will be in seclusion..." he said somberly...

"Mr. Mayor..Mr. Mayor" came the questions of reporters as he walked away...

He looked at his chief of staff...

"Who is the jackass that busted down the door of the wrong room? And took the press with him ?"he snarled..

"Who Else sir?, Lieutenant Tragg sir...You know how he loves being on the news" he said.

"What an idiot...I want him fired."he said.

"You can't fire him sir...He technically didn't break any law..He went in the wrong room..He was there looking for Orwell...You personally assigned him to get Orwell as a favor to your buddy McCloud."he said.

"Is Orwell in custody?" he asked.

"Yeah,he is."said the aide.

"Then Take Tragg off of the case.." barked the Mayor..

"Can't do that Mr. Mayor...How would it look? Like you were covering up something sir."said the aide.

"Damn it..Well Tell Tragg to stay off of Television..No press at all...No News conferences..I want this bottled up..Kept quiet..." he snarled.

"Yes sir sirrrr." said the aide.

(TO BE CONTINUED)

Discovery

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Fri, 06 Mar 2015 05:00:00 +0000

Monica and I were in a small room across the street watching everything from a video feed...The very tony bistro known only as "M.K.'s" was the scene of a little drama that was going down...

We had wired the tony establishment for sound and video the night before after closing...I had had a team of plain clothes cops take turns following and watching Christopher Wilde, our murder suspect for a few days....

They had told Monica and I that he really enjoyed eating at M.K.'s Bistro and had taken a liking to the waitress there named Andrea...

Monica had met with Andrea and got her to wear a wire and to offer to eat breakfast with Christopher Wilde at her place of employment...She told him she was off today...

We really didn't expect him to admit to anything to her...What I wanted was any utensils he ate with..Any glasses he drank out of...

Monica and I were kissing passionately across the street while waiting for Christopher to show up...

"Baby!!Okay now!!....Nate? Nate!!! We gotta cool it..We'll miss Christopher Wilde...My goodness, Were you this affectionate with Nyla?" she asked giggling..

''Actually, I was..Maybe I loved her too much...and it scared her..."I said, breaking her embrace and looking at the monitor...

"Then that was her loss...I didn't mean to make you sad." said Monica...

I smiled...

"I know, but I know I come on very strong and too soon...It's a mistake I've made all of my life.."I said.

"Well you did come on strong to me when we first met...but it worked...You got me!!!.."she said smiling "And let me tell you something....Although I thought you were cute...and I admired your record and all...I never saw myself getting involved romantically or sexually with you...And now I have done both....You're some kind of guy Nate."she said smiling.

"You makin fun of me?." I said.

"Noooo..Nooo, you are some kind of guy." she said and pulled me to her and gave me a long soft ,sensual kiss...

"Ummmmmm, some kind of guy." she moaned softly...

"Wow that's somethin...I uh hope I didn't spook you last night...When I said I wanted to be your husband."I said.

"But you meant it...and you know you can't lie to me.." she said.

"Wow....." I laughed..

"You've been calling me Future Mrs. Nellis and calling yourself Mr. Talbert.. ever since you met me.Why would I be surprised or spooked??..." she said..."

"Guess You have a point" I laughed...

"Of course I do."she said smiling...

"So uh, If I was ready to uh make that move ...?" I said.

"Yes ....If and when you are ready...I don't think I'll say no."she said.

''Wow! That's uh..That's pretty cool" I said.

"We have a lot of getting to know each other to do first before we do anything like that...I'm just saying ,if you wanted to, I wouldn't say no....Look at the monitor...Christopher has arrived.." she said and gave me one last kiss.

II-

Christopher Wilde walked in and sat down...He was dressed very casually, but there was really nothing casual about the prices of the things he had on...Everything about him said Money..

"I gotta hand it to this guy ,He has style.."I said.

Monica agreed...

"This guy is a walking advertisement for GQ magazine.." she said..."Here comes Drea." she said.

Andrea was a shapely and quite busty waitress who worked at M.K.'s... Christopher demanded that she take his order everytime he came in...

He flirted and left big tips and finally left his number on a napkin with a tip..She had never called..
When Monica and I found out about that...We asked her to call and to wear a wire.. She was hesitant at first, but then agreed.

"Andrea....When you called me at first I couldn't believe it.." he said.

"Yeah well.. I'm kind of dateless lately and you seem nice..Leaving big tips and all and so I decided to give you a call especially since you left your number...Not the subtle type are you?" she joked..

He smiled..

"No I'm not...I believe in going after what I want..And I've wanted you since I first saw you in here." he said.

"Yeah...everybody in here kind of knows that....The waiters and the cashier used to tease me about you...Said Drea, one of your customers has a crush on you..The preppy Black guy..." she laughed..

"Oh is that how they describe me? The Preppy Black guy?" he said.

She laughed..."Yeah."

"Hey uh look...That's not going to be a problem is it...Me being Black and you being Italian??" he asked..

"Not for me..I've dated Black guys before..You wouldn't be the first." she said.

"You ever take them home to meet mom and dad?" he asked..

"Of course and my brothers too..It wasn't a problem..."she said.

"Wow..that's so cool..." he said.

"You going to take me home to meet mama and daddy?" she asked and laughed..

"Sure." he said.

"Listen at us...Talking like we are in a relationship...This is just breakfast.." she said.

He smiled ,but didn't respond.....

"Christopher...Christopher!!!! Eyes on my face..Not on my boobs.." she said laughing..

"I-I-I couldn't help it...They,They ,They just were so prominent.." he said.

"I know that's right...That's what I was tryin to tell you." I said to Monica.."Lawd!" I said just thinking about it...

She shook her head..."Men and boobs...you are such babies.." she laughed...

"You ready to order?" she asked..

"Uh Yeah.." he said...

He had Blueberry Pancakes, Sausage, Hash Browns and a tumbler of Hot coffee as well as a glass of orange juice... She had Scrambled Eggs, Bacon ,Hash Browns and a Mimosa... He ordered a Mimosa also..

"Still fascinated by my boobs Christopher?" she asked..

"If I may ask ..Are you wearing a bra to hold all that in?" he said.

"Oh My God..You don't hold anything back do you?" she asked...

"If she only knew.." I said dryly, thinking about all the semen he left at the break ins and at our crime scene...

"Ewwwwwwwwwwwww...Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu you are soooo bad.." laughed Monica...

"I'm sorry did I embarrass you?" he asked..

"No...you think you're the first guy that has asked about my boobies? But it was usually long after our first date..." She laughed...

"Wow..So I haven't totally messed up with you right??..We might go on a real uh date date? I'd like to take you to Octopus Garden out on and under the sea..."he said.

"Oh wow...Really? What do you do for a living?" she asked..

"I'm an engineer." he said.

"Okayyyyyy..You're sounding a lot better every second." she said.

He laughed...

They finished their meal after awhile and as planned the waiter seperated all the utensils and glasses and cups he used and put them in a plastic bag and passed them to a plain clothes policeman in the kitchen ,who immediately pulled off and drove to the forensics lab downtown.

"I asked you what you did for a living because two detectives were in here the other day asking questions about you." she said.

"Oh really? What kind of questions?" he asked..

"Did you come in here with some girl?....They showed me a photo...I didn't recognize her and they asked a number of us what kind of customer were you and what not..I didn't tell em nothin..I'm not a big fan of the cops.." she said.

He smiled..

"Was it a black guy and a black girl...Young? The girl was real pretty??" he asked.

''As a matter of fact yeah..That was them." she said.

"They're trying to pin a murder on me..but they got nothin...They been following me...Like I was not aware of that...I didn't even know they knew I came here..."he laughed..

"You didn't..You didn't kill anybody did you?" she asked.

"Of course not...They're grabbin at straws...I'm an engineer and a lover baby...not a killer.." he said..

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh a lover eh...? That's what I like about Black guys...Their swagger..The amount of time they take in the bed...ouuuuuuuu."she said smiling...

Suddenly Christopher's air of superiority just vanished...He looked sick..

"You Alright Christopher?" she asked...

"Uh Yeah...Yes..." he said.

He paid the tab and left a nice tip....

"Ohh look...You're looking at my face now." she said jokingly...

"Uh Yes...Yes...So uh look...What are you doing this weekend?" He asked..

"Nothing..What do you want to do?" she asked..

"How about dinner at Penns Landing and afterwards...We take in a movie?" he said.

"Ouuu Christopher...That sounds nice..." she said.

"Okay.....Then it's a date then." he said.

He got up and walked out, smiling...Got in his car and pulled off...

III-

"Thank you so much Drea...I think we got what we needed." said Monica.

"I said what you told me to say..but I couldn't get him to admit anything.." she said.

"That's okay...I think we'll have enough to snag this fish without it."I said...

"I hope he's your man...I don't want to be on the hook for having to go on a date with this knucklehead." she said..

Monica and I laughed our heads off...

IV-

Christopher Wilde sat in the "fishbowl",our nickname for the Interrogation room once again...He looked cocky and arrogant as well...

I sat quietly in the room with him saying nothing..Just ruffling a few files...My partner, Detective Monica Talbert walked in and sat down next to him and across from me...

He finally spoke...

"You know..This is the second time you two have brought me down here and I fear you have no more evidence than you had the first time, which is none...And if you think you're going to brow beat a confession out of me...Well you're not...And I'm afraid I'm going to have to call my lawyer.."he said.

"I think that's an excellent idea... Calling a Lawyer...You see Christopher...We picked up your boy, Bobby Lawton a few days ago and he sung like the Jackson 5....He gave you up in a heartbeat and we didn't have to question him too hard either...."I said and showed him photos of all 18 homes that were broken into...

He didn't flinch...

"I don't know what you're talking about and I don't know any Bobby Lawton and you can't prove that I do.." he said...

I produced a smartphone...I dialed a number...His smartphone began to ring...I looked at him and smiled..

"This is his burner phone...He gave it to us...And it has your number in it...We traced the number back to a phone in your name....and this is a photo of you on the subway at 10:45 pm, the night of the murder...It took you just about five minutes to walk to her house and get inside...She died around 11:15 pm...then you made a call around midnight to your boy and he told you to drive to the spot where we found the car with the body in it." I said.

Again..He didn't flinch...

"Conjecture...You can't prove any of that." he said.

"Oh But we can." said Monica...Who showed him photos of wet spots on the floor of the bathroom, the the bedroom, outside the house , the soaked panties, the loaded condom and the murder victims legs and finally her own bathroom floor and bedroom floor..

"You uh left a deposit at all of these places... We got a DNA match for every location and from the victim and even my apartment...Did you enjoy looking at my panties and bras that you stole?" she asked..

He didn't flinch...

"So you got a match???...You don't have my DNA!!!...and I'm not bound to submit it...So you can't prove it was me." he said.

"Uh we kinda do...You had a meal this morning at M.K.'s - Pretty nice place...We uh borrowed the knives,spoons, cups and glass that you ate and drank out of and got your DNA...and it's an exact match..."said Monica..

"We have DNA...We have time stamped photos and we have a witness....by the time the jury hears this..They'll have heard enough.."I said..."It's over....Stand up Christopher...You're under arrest for the murder of Danielle Groves.." I said.

He stood up and I hand cuffed him..That arrogant smirk was off his face now...

Monica smiled at him...

"You know what the ironic thing is Christopher???......If you hadn't of left your uh genetic marker at all of the crime scenes,including my bedroom and bathroom....We might not have had much of a case against you....For someone as obviously intelligent as you...That was pretty dumb!"she said..

He hung his head low and was lead out..He was visibly shaken....He said nothing..He just looked at us with that blank stare...

I looked at my partner and laughed...

"Genetic Marker? That was a nice way to put it.." I said cracking up...

Monica cracked up too...

Lt. Frankie Cotton Jr. applauded...

"That makes case number 100...You two are incredible..."he said..

All of the detectives and police officers in the squad room applauded as we came out...I bowed..Monica curtsied..

We both busted out laughing...

"Damn..you got both of those jokers and solved Robbery's case too! Damn good work detectives.."he said and laughed..

EPILOUGE-

Bobby Lawton testified and as agreed...He was only charged with Possession of stolen articles and sentenced to 14 months in County Jail with mandatory drug intervention classes...He was released after serving 8 months.

Christopher Wilde was sentenced to life in prison for the murder of Danielle Groves and 19 Home Invasions...

A few nights later, Monica and I agreed to meet Nyla and Frank at M.K.'s Bistro

"Oh My God...I never thought I'd be having dinner here so soon."said Monica....

I couldn't take my eyes off of her....

"No better time than now." I said as we sat down....My ex-wife, Nyla was at our table with her fiance, Frank...He didn't look at all like I expected...But he turned out to be a real nice guy..

"I'm so glad we finally got to meet...Nate , this was such a great choice...How did you hear of this place?' she asked..

"I was here once during a case."I said.

"Nobody got murdered in here did they?" joked Frank....

"Ohhhh no...no... A suspect liked to dine here...I followed him here." I said smiling...

''Wow..He had good tastes.." he joked.

"Good tastes and poor judgement." I said..

We both busted out laughing...

Nyla looked at Monica and smiled..

"I know you've heard about what I did and you must think I'm horrible...but I'm really not as bad as the moment of madness that cost me a happy married life." she said.

"I don't judge you...Nobody is perfect, believe me...I'm far from it.."said Monica..

"I think you're good for Nate...I do..I like you Monica...You're down to earth...He needed that...Don't make the same mistake I made.." she said.

"Nyla..Forgive yourself...Nate has forgiven you.."said Monica.

"I hope so...And I want you both to come to our new home after we get married and meet Nate's and my son...Nate Jr." she said.

"I would like that." said Monica...

Just then...Wally Becker...Nate's ex-partner and Nyla's ex-lover walked by the table...He was astounded by what he saw..

"WHOAAAAA! What are you doing here? Nyla?? Nate?? Monica?? Frank???" he said.

We were all mortified...What was he doing in a joint like this?

He looked at our table and did a double take...

"Nate and Monica???....Nyla and Frank?? This explains a lot....Oh My freakin....Monica..You and Nate.??..Nyla..You and Frank???..." he said.

"And you and nobody...Take a hike."said Frank...

Oh My Goodness.. Nate..You and I gotta talk.." he said and walked off ,stunned..

"Hey Frank...I like you already!" I said smiling...

"You gonna get in trouble at work now that he knows you two are together?" he asked...

"I don't know...I don't too much care at this point."I said.

"He's such an idiot...How do you guys work with him?" asked Nyla..

"On Different floors!" said Monica...

We all busted out laughing...

See Bobby Run

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Thu, 05 Mar 2015 05:00:00 +0000

Bobby Lawton had a mild heroin addiction....It was widely known in the circles he ran in...He had been trying to detox himself for awhile....I located his treatment center and even though his counselor didn't want to give up his whereabouts...It was good having my partner, Detective Monica Talbert with me...She merely read his mind and discovered the information we needed anyway without having to get a warrant....

We found his apartment and several articles of jewelry that had been stolen in the break ins that hadn't been pawned yet...We had a list....

We questioned a few of his neighbors and found out that he liked to get a beer and seafood from an Oyster house a few blocks away...

It was here that Monica and I found him sitting and having a beer, while sipping on Oysters...

Monica sat on one side of him...

"That's good Bobby...better than putting that junk up your nose." said Monica, smiling...

He smiled...

"Who are you? How do you know me?" he said.

He was a ruddy ,light brown complexion with a hint of freckles..He was about five foot eight , a little overweight...

I sat on the other side of him...

"Heyyy Bobby, my man, I've been wanting to talk to you." I said.

Now he was paranoid...

"You guys is cops..." he said.

"And you said he wouldn't figure that out."said Monica...

"I guess I owe you a dollar huh partner?" I laughed.

A young lady walked into the Oyster house...He leaped from his chair and put his .45 to her head...

"Whoaaaa...Whoaaa Bobby...This doesn't have to go down like this." I said with my glock drawn..

"Screw you cop...I aint plannin to go back to the slams no time soon.." he said...

Monica eyed him...

"Partner...Look out!!" she screamed!!!

He fired at the plate glass window!!!!...Completely shattering it and pushed the young girl into Monica and darted out the window and into the street...

"Call for back up!" I yelled and went after him...

I followed him in hot pursuit....It was now starting to rain....hard...I aimed and fired and missed.. He then dove behind a car...

Bobby Lawton returned his fire and ducked behind cars also... What followed was a wild gunbattle between me and Bobby Lawton... Between us 52 shells were fired...and miraculously , neither one of us and no one else was hit....I was dodging in between cars shooting and Bobby Lawton was ducking and dodging and shooting , while bystanders attempted to not only get in from the hard downpour, but get out of the way of the two of us, running and shooting at each other!!!

I followed him to an alley where I found.....Nothing!!!....Bobby Lawton had vanished...seemingly into thin air...We had been this close to catching him and now he had slipped right from under us I thought...

Frustrated I turned to walk back to the bar ,when I heard a car pull off....I aimed my gun, only to be splashed with a huge puddle of water!!!!! I was not a happy camper...

Then I heard the brakes screech to a halt at the corner...and two gunshots and glass shattering...

I ran to the corner and there was my partner,Detective Monica Talbert..She had shot the windshield out and the front tire...causing Bobby Lawton to slam on the breaks..

She pulled the door on the drivers side open and ordered him to get out..

"HANDS! HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE EM..GET OUT OF THE CAR BOBBY...DO IT!" she barked..

I had never heard Monica raise her voice like this before or seem so commanding...

Bobby got out of the car with his hands up...Monica spun him around and handcuffed him...

I put my glock away and walked up to them...

''Wow! You-You got him!" I said.

She smiled...

"You alright partner?" she asked.

"Yeah I'm good..."I said and whispered in her ear..."Damn girl...I never seen you take such control before.." I said.

"I was scared...I thought you'd been shot when I didn't see you."she said.

"No..but I am kind of turned on..you can't imagine what I want to do to you right now..."I whispered in her ear...

She blushed like crazy...

"Actually,I can and I'm uh a little turned on myself."she said...She was sweating...It was funny to watch...

Two police cars drove up... A small crowd had gathered....

"Take him to Homicide...He's a murder suspect."I said..

"Murder??Whoaaa..Wait a minute...I aint killed nobody..You got it all wrong boss...You guys is homicide?? You got the wrong guy." he said.

"Save it Bobby."I said as the two policemen read him his rights and put him in the patrol car and drove away...

Monica and I stared at each other as the crowd dissapated..

"Wow....Our first shootout huh?"I said.

"Yes..."she said breathlessly...

"We uh better get back to the station..."I said...

"I know.." she said.

II-

Bobby Lawton paced around in the interrogation room as we arrived...Lt. Frankie Cotton Jr. looked at him..

"That's your suspect in the murder?" he asked..

"He's one of two.."I said.

"We had the other one down here yesterday, but we don't have any physical evidence and he knows it..but this one..We got him on tape at the pawn shop with our victim's phone...We feel he's the weak link...He'll roll over on his partner.."said Monica.

"Damn...this thing is almost down!!!..You two are my aces...Well don't just stand there..Get to it detectives!! He said ,smiling and punching the palm of his left hand with his right hand..

Monica walked in with a tumbler of hot coffee...She passed it to Bobby..He happily drank it down..

"Thank you..Thank you so much detective..."he said.

I sat down with several folders...I pulled out photos...Photos of the 18 break ins and the victims..

"You're in a lot of trouble Bobby...18 counts of B&E, assault of a police officer, attempted murder of a police officer...Distributing stolen goods...."I said...I showed him photos of him at the different pawn shops..."Possession of stolen goods...We found this stuff at your house...I got a warrant..So with this alone...it's bye bye Bobby...This is strike four...You're going away for life Bobby..."I said.

"WAIT! WAIT!!! You said you had me on a murder rap...I didn't kill nobody....But I know somebody that did..."he said.

"You do Bobby? Really? We are listening." said Monica.

"Look..You guys let me walk on some of these charges...I'll give you a murderer..."he said.

"What do you think partner?" I asked..

"I don't know...I like him for the trunk murder.." she said.

"Noooooooooooo that wasn't me..That was Chris...Chris Wilde....." he said.

"Really? And you know this how?" asked Monica.

"Okay listen...Here is what happened...That Oyster House you guys knocked me in....I go there a lot...Chris used to hang out there..Always tryin to pick up chicks.. The cat used to creep everybody out...He heard me talkin to some guys about how I used to crack high end cribs, beat safes and do heists...He told me that he knew of a number of spots ...Young college girls..They lived alone..Had money and jewels...He looked like a nerd to me...I thought he was just blowin smoke up my behind..but he had photos...He had photos of all of the houses..and of the girls undressing , in the shower ,in the window in their night gowns... This guy creeped me out...But I checked out his homes...His information was good..

"He and I started robbing these cribs....Only he was weird...I'm busy grabbing money and jewelry...This guy is in the bathroom and the bedroom...jacking off and stealing panties and bras and pantyhose...and just cuttin loose all over their cribs.."

"I said Chris,you're leaving DNA....He said...Unlike you,I'm not in the system...I said Man, why don't you stop that....He pulled a gun on me and said Why don't you mind your business...He's scary...."

"The night he killed that girl...I was on the other side of town robbing someone else's crib...He called me on my phone..My burner phone and told me that he had gone solo and that things had gotten out of hand..." said Bobby.

"What do you mean...Out of hand?" I asked..

"He said he knew her from school...This chick...He didn't expect her to be home..but she was..He said she freaked when she caught him in her house...He said he tried to soothe her but she kept freaking and screaming.....Plus,now get this...He had already stuffed his bag with several of her panties and bras and had uh er left a deposit on her bathroom floor...She called him a freak and said she was calling the police..He said he grabbed a belt and strangled her... Then he freaked out....He called me twice..Told me to pick him up...He put her in her car and drove it to the place I told him...and I helped him bleach the car down and wipe it of prints and we put her body in the trunk and I took him home..I told him to lose my number...and that's the truth.I aint seen him since then and I don't want to..He's a damn freak!" he said.

I looked at Monica...

"A word outside partner."I said.

We walked outside...

"He's telling the truth...plus he knows things that only the killer or someone involved with the killer would know...We never made the belt public...and he knew about the semen deposits....every detail " said Monica....

"Yeah, so what kind of deal can we offer him?" I asked...

"I can answer that.....He testifies against Christopher Wilde...We drop Assault of a police officer ,Attempted murder of a police officer and the 18 B&E charges...We charge him with the lesser possession of stolen material charges and he does a year in county and he gets help with his drug addiction..."said Lt. Frankie Cotton Jr.

Monica looked at me...

"Sounds fair to me.."she said.

"Good....but let's hold up before we pick up Christopher Wilde...This guy is smart...I want to build a good case against him... I'm going to get his DNA..and some more evidence..I don't want him outsmarting us again..Don't worry Lieutenant...We'll have him in custody within the next 24."I said.

"What do you think Mo?" he asked..

"I trust my partner's instincts." she said.

The Lieutenant looked at me...

"Detective Talbert is the best Homicide detective I've ever trained..bar none...She thinks highly of you and judging from your record...I can understand that...So if she says go with your plan..I'm going to trust you."he said and smiled and tapped me on the shoulder...and walked away...

"I think the Lieutenant likes you...That's good." she said beeming proudly...

"Yeah it is..." I said.

"I like you too." she said and smiled at me.

I blushed a little bit...

''Are you blushing partner? Because I said that I like you...After all the things we have done...Wow!"she said laughing and putting her hand over her mouth..."You are too cute."she said.

"We have to go back to your place and clean up don't we?" I asked..changing the subject..

She sighed...shook her head and smiled..

"Yeah...We do." she said.

III-

At Monica's apartment...Clad in a grey sweatshirt and grey shorts ,I got a bucket of hot water and a mop and mopped her floors down...She was clad in only a baseball jersey and was scrubbing down the bathroom and the shower...

It took us a little under an hour and a half to clean up and straighten up her apartment...

"Ewww...It creeps me out that that little freak boy was in my apartment...going through my things and jacking off on my bathroom floor and in my bedroom..."she said in disgust...

"You shouldn't be so damn sexy." I said...Her baseball jersey came to the very top of her thigh...I admired her shapely legs...

She walked up to me...

"Nate...Are you uh still turned on from earlier? Because I am.."she said...

I pulled her to me and began to kiss her passionately...I softly ran my hands up under her baseball shirt and rubbed her legs and her buttocks softly....

''So Am I..." I said.

"Ouuuuu...Ouuuuuuuuuuuuu Nate...Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.." she moaned...

She put her hands inside my shorts...and fondled me softly...

"Oh my God..." she moaned...

We kissed passionately right there in the middle of the floor...

Monica was sweating profusely.....Her eyes were as wide as saucers...

Soon we were in the bedroom on the bed...I slid her panties down and opened up her baseball jersey..She wasn't wearing a bra...

I began kissing her breasts, her neck and her earlobes...She began kissing my neck and my chest and eventually...my lips...

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.."she moaned....

"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" I sighed...

It wasn't long before I entered her slowly and softly and began moving in and out of her slowly,deeply....

"OH MY GOD NATE-AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" she moaned...

The bed began squeaking and the headboard began to hit the wall softly at first...

Five or six hours passed by.....

Monica began kissing my neck, licking it ,sucking it really hard and I began to climax intensely...She began to shake and sweat and tears began to fall down her face...She was climaxing too...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuu..ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...ohhhhhh my goodness..ouuuuuu"she said...

I laid in between her legs.......trying to catch my breath....

"God, we are going to get caught...I don't know how much longer I can keep you to myself..I just feel like I want to tell somebody..."she moaned...

I smiled..

"Your parents know and your sister knows..and my ex-wife knows...Who else needs to know?" I asked..

"You're right...I just wish we lived in a world where we didn't have to sneak around..Like normal couples..Why couldn't I have met you before you came to Homicide..?" she said.

"Because I was uh...Married then!" I said and smiled.

"Oh yeah..." she sighed..

"Maybe we won't always be cops."I said...

"What else did you want to be?" she asked..

"A fireman!" I said laughing..

She playfully slapped my arm...

"Silly..."she said.

"And....Your husband."I said.

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww.." she said and hugged me..

(CONCLUSION NEXT)

Control Issues

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Wed, 04 Mar 2015 05:00:00 +0000

Monica and I and Lieutenant Frankie Cotton Jr.stood in the Medical Examiner's Office with Mr and Mrs. Groves and her brother and their funeral director...They had come to pick up the body of their slain daughter,Danielle Groves who we had found strangled and possibly sexually assaulted in her car trunk two days ago...

Mr. Groves was stoic...Mrs. Groves cried profusely as her son held her in his arms...

''I am so sorry for your loss Mr. and Mrs. Groves....These are two of my best detectives....I give you my word...We are going to get whoever did this..I promise you.." he said...

''Mr. and Mrs. Groves..We have some very solid leads...we are closing in on your daughter's killer."said Monica..

I didn't say anything...I understood grief...I didn't want to make somebody a promise I might not be able to keep...Right now...We had one suspect who might be connected to the killer and we couldn't find him and we had a mystery man, who's identity we didn't know... didn't look to promising to me from where I stood..
The Lieutenant and my partner had inadvertedly painted us into a corner...

Lieutenant Cotton looked at the two of us....

''Look,I really built you two up.. Don't make me out a liar..Please get this guy." he said...

"We'll do our best Lou." I said.

''Don't do your best...Get him...Look at this family...They are devestated.." he said.

"Yes sir." I said as he escorted the family and the funeral director to the hearse with the body.

I knew that Monica had read my mind and knew what I was thinking...She didn't say anything though..She tugged me on my shoulder...

''Come on partner...Let's get some coffee." she said.

II-

We sat quietly in the Bistro...Finally Monica broke our silence as we sipped tumblers of coffee..

"You know...before I met you..I cracked cases with less to go on by myself...and now I have a smart guy like you with me...I don't see how we won't crack this case." she said.

I smiled and rubbed her hands...

''We will...Let's look at what we got.."I said.

"Okay..Let's look at our victim..Danielle Groves...a good girl...no record....Educated in public schools, BA from Temple, Masters from Temple...An MBA from Drexel , Had a good job....I interviewed her former classmates, girlfriends and some of the people she worked with...Nothing odd ,nothing out of the ordinary in her past...I checked her financials,Debit cards,Credit Cards,Bank Account..completely normal...and nobody stands out in her past as even slightly suspicious."said Monica.

"These break ins...I looked at all 18 of them..None of the girls knew each other or our victim..but as random as they seemed...They all seem to have a pattern..They were all robbed right before midnight when the girls were either sleeping or not at home...not much money was stolen and other than that,jewelry..none of it very expensive and then there was the panties and bras and in some cases panty hose....There was a large deposit of semen all over these places as though one of them couldn't control themselves..That semen was found on our murder vicitms panties and her leg and in a discarded condom...The victim's phone was sold to a pawn shop by Robert Lawton...We also have him selling jewelry from these robberies to other pawn shops..So we know he is one of the B&E guys...I'm suspecting his partner is our killer and the other stick up boy.."I said.

"If only we knew who his partner was or where he was." said Monica...

"Yeah...We could use some luck right about now."I said.

''Uh Oh...Here comes trouble."said Monica...

My ex-partner, Detective Wally Becker walked in and sat down with us without being invited..

''Hey Nate...Hi ya gorgeous.." he said making goo goo eyes at Monica...

"So listen...I uh have been reading the twenties..." he said.

"Well that's good "said Monica sarcastically...

"I heard about your murder case...and how you may have tied it in with those 18 B&E's..." he said.

"Yeah,what about it?" I asked.

He looked at Monica...

"So if I give you something that maybe breaks your case...Can maybe you and me go out on a date?" he asked.

''Nope!" she said without hesitation.

''Damn girl..you sure know how to play hard to get." he said.

"Who says I'm playing?" she said.

I smiled...

"Wally what have you got?" I asked.

"Damndest thing...I heard that in all of the cases the girls had their underwear stolen...and I remembered a guy...a guy I busted a year ago...Up at the college..Drexel...He was a grad student there...Several girls reported that after he had come to visit them in their apartments they noticed their panties were missing..and in some cases bras or both...They were pretty sure this guy was the culprit..I picked him up...I mean it was a simple petty theft case I didn't want to be on it in the first place...Only all I had was these girl's suspicions..no real proof...I got a search warrant and went to his room, but I couldn't find anything...I went to his room three times...The guy was always mopping the floor ,Always cleaning up...Place smelled like bleach all the time...I found a pair of panties in the dumpster outside of his dorm...One of the babes identified it as hers...I was going to jack this guy up...but he knew his rights..He knew that I had no proof he deposited them there and I had no proof that they were ever in his possession,so I couldn't pop him...His name is Christopher Wilde...He's real smart....and he knows the law...So you gotta be real thorough with this guy...This is where he currently lives...I don't know if he's your guy...but you might want to talk to him.This sounds like him." he said.

"Damn Wally, you actually gave us a good pull...Thanks man!!..."I said.

He looked at Monica..

"I guess a thank you is in order Detective Becker. We are very grateful."she said.

''How about a kiss baby, Since you all grateful and whatnot?" he asked.

"I'm not THAT GRATEFUL" she replied dryly..

I cracked up laughing...

Wally didn't find it funny....He looked at me...

"You heard from Nyla?" he asked, changing the subject.

"As a matter of fact I have..I went by to see her and my son the other night." I said.

"You two tryin to uh get back together?" he asked.

"Nope! She's moved on.."I said.

"Ohhh so you met Frank huh?" he laughed...

"No I didn't..but she told me about him.."I said.

"They serious?" he asked..

"You need to ask her that." I said.

"She don't talk to me no more...Took my number out of her phone and blocked my calls.."he said.

''Wow, Can't imagine why any girl would do that"said Monica..

"Alright...I can see I'm not wanted here...Nate, that little favor was for you."he said.

"Thank you Wally." I said.

He got up and stormed out...

I looked at Monica as we walked out..

"How bout a kiss baby?" I said imitating him...

To my surprise, she turned around and gave me a nice wet sloppy kiss right in the doorway...

"Happy?" she asked smiling.

"Extremely" I said.

"I know you are." she laughed.

III-

Monica and I did a work up on Christopher Wilde....He was Black, the same age as Danielle Groves, and like her born and raised in Philadelphia PA.

He had no criminal record whatsoever...Not even a juvenile record...Educated in private schools in the area..Maintained a 4.0 average at Drexel where he got an Engineering degree and then entered into the MBA program, where he graduated with honors...

He and Danielle Groves attended Drexel at the same time..we managed to pull a photo of him from the DMV and from his Drexel year book..We circulated it around amongst the 18 B&E victims..none of them could identify him..He had been wearing a ski mask. We circulated his photo amongst Danielle's friends, former classmates and close friends...Not one of them had ever seen him...We then cross checked their classes...They may have had one or two classes in a two year period, but no one remembered the two of them ever talking or associating with him...

He presently had a good job at a leading engineering firm here in the city where he earned well over six figures and had a nice little house he had just purchased....

''He doesn't fit the profile of a guy who would be breaking and entering into people's houses Nate." said Monica.

"Or a person who would be stealing panties and ejaculating on the floor..He appears to be a handsome young man...I'm sure he has girlfriends.."I said.

"A check of his few friends told a very different tale..He was very awkward socially and for all his intelligence and arrogance, he was a complete awkward mess around females...He had tried awkwardly and unsuccessfully to date several women and the two women who did date him told Monica and me that he had uh "control issues.."

"Control Issues?" asked Monica..

"He uh..well, All I did was open my top and he saw my bra and he was uh done for the night..."said the one girl....

Another girl told Monica...We tried and he lasted all of twenty seconds before he popped off and I held him and told him it was alright, but the same thing happened again..He got frustrated and jumped up, put on his clothes and left."she said.

''Wow"said Monica...looking at me.."Well that certainly isn't your problem...You get on top of me and I wonder sometimes if you're ever going to get off..."she laughed...and then kissed me and nibbled on my ear...

"But I love it baby."she said.

I smiled.

IV-

Christopher Wilde sat in the fishbowl...He was brown skinned , about five foot ,seven, 120 pounds...Not a bad looking guy...He had that smug arrogant demeanor of a future Master of the Universe...

I walked in first...I put some folders down on the table and smiled...

''Mr. Wilder...Do you know why you're here?" I asked.

"No..But I'm sure you're going to tell me." he said smugly...

I showed him photos of the homes that were broken into...

"You know anything about this?" I asked.

''Should I?" he said.

I showed him a photo of Danielle's lifeless body found in the trunk of the car.....I looked at him, There wasn't a sign of emotion on his face...Nothing..No shock...No fear ,no nervousness..

''She looks dead." he replied dryly.

"She is dead. She was strangled and sexually assaulted."I said.

"So uh what has any of this got to do with me?" he asked.

"Her name was Danielle Groves..She graduated with you last spring in the MBA program in Drexel."I said.

''So did 300 other people ..So?" he asked.

It was then that my partner..Detective Monica Talbert walked in...Upon seeing her ,he sat up straight and was all smiles..

"Hello ,Chris is it?" she said.

''Christopher..but you can call me Chris." he said smiling.

"Would you like a Coffee??. Soda??, Water??" she asked..

"Nah..I'm good."he said.

"How about a sandwich? I can have somebody order out." she asked.

"Nah, I aint hungry.."he said.

"Smoke?" she asked.

"I don't smoke." he said.

"Where were you two nights ago?" she asked...

''What time?"he asked

"In between 11:30 pm and 1:00 am."she asked..

"I was home."he said.

"Can anybody verify that?" she asked.

"No..I was alone."he said.

"Did you know Danielle?" she asked and showed him a photo of Danielle Groves..

"Nope!" he said.

Monica eyed him suspiciously...

"You sure?"she asked.

"I'm positive."he said and yawned......

He looked at her...

"If you guys are through and you are...You haven't got jack as far as evidence goes...I'm going to leave now."he said arrogantly and got up and walked toward the door...Uh Detective....Detective Talbert it is?"he said and smiled a cocky smile.

"I think you are drop dead gorgeous....I wonder if it would be too forward of me to give you my phone number and get yours and uh ask if maybe you and I could go out together?" he said.

I couldn't believe the cockiness of this guy...

"You think you could handle me?" she said smiling...

For the first time...Christopher Wilde was rattled...His air of superiority was gone..he looked startled..

''Wha-What-What the hell do you mean by that?" he said...

''Do you think you could handle me? I'm a lot of woman.."she said....Then she laughed..."I'm just kidding..I can't date you until after I crack this case anyway...You know you're a person of interest.."she said laughing..

"You have no proof..you have nothing."he said, his arrogance returning...

"Maybe not...but I'm a very busy woman...You'd be better off with somebody else." she said.

He looked shook,almost frightened...He turned and stormed out of the precinct....

"Partner....You scare me..." I laughed...

"Nate...He's our guy...That's our killer...he lied when I asked him where he was on the night of the murder and did you see how he got when I asked him if he thought he could handle me? It's him...but we'll need a DNA sample to tie him to the murder and the break ins.." she said.

"I'm going to put a team on him to watch him... and mean while..We still got to try and find Lawton..Lawton can fill in the dots." I said.

V-

We headed back through the city that night after work...

''Stop by the supermarket baby..I'm going to fix you dinner tonight.."said Monica...

"You like the one in Skyport don't you?" I said.

"Yeah...I gotta stop by my apartment first...I have some coupons." she said..

When we got to her apartment..We found the door unlocked..!

"Mo-Mo...Somebody has been in here!!!!.." I said..I pulled my glock and pushed her back...She pulled hers and we both entered....

I flicked on the light..

We went through every room...Nothing seemed to be taken..

"Nate..look...My drawer...Somebody stole some of my underwear....My bras...some pantyhose..." she said.

''Whoa watch out...The floor is uh sticky.."I said.

''Ewwww..this freak....He was in my apartment...Let's go jack freak boy up.." she said.

"With what? We have no evidence...No nothing..."I said..

"There is a street cam outside.."said Monica..

I walked outside...and pointed...

It was gone!!!!

"Oh My God!" she said.

"Call the police..then pack some things..You are staying with me tonight..Make sure you lock up good." I said.

She had gotten him riled up when she asked him if he could handle her....He had somehow found out where she lived and had come here...

This guy was creepy....As creepy as they come..I was certain now that he was our killer..but proving it would be a whole different story.

(DEFINITELY TO BE CONTINUED)

A Ghost

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Tue, 03 Mar 2015 05:00:00 +0000

The next day I went to Danielle Grove's, our murder victim's cell phone provider...and had them hit their towers in order to locate her phone...We had no problem locating it...It was at a pawn shop in West Philadelphia..

This particular pawn shop was legitimate....When I stopped there they not only had the smartphone, but they had video footage of the man who had brought it in and gotten money for it..

Robert Lawton... I did a check of Lawton and he had a sheet on him...Three convictions..Two for burglary and one for armed robbery...He did three five year stretches in the state pen for all three and was currently under indictment for another robbery...

The address he gave was of course phony and the known addresses for him in the system all yielded nothing.

We had a DNA sample of his in the system..I compared it to the DNA I took from my murder victim..It was not a match...

The semen found in her house was indeed a match for the semen found in the loaded condom and on her legs and on her soaked panties...but it was not a match for Robert Lawton.

Robert Lawton was not our killer.

Still ,he had possession of my victim's phone...He was worth talking to.

I stopped by Robbery and talked to them about the 18 break ins in the area where my victim had been killed.

A Robbery detective who was working the case and I examined all 18 crime scenes...All the victims were young attractive women who lived alone..We re-interviewed all 18 girls.They varied in race ,African-American, Latino,Asian,White ..None were older than 25, all had modest homes..None would be considered wealthy...Mostly all were either in college or working women...None had any children...And none were robbed of more than $500.00 in cash..Some were robbed of jewelry ...but all had certain pieces of their underwear stolen...Bras,Panties...Pantyhose..What not..

"These aren't high class guys...It's usually two guys...They were both described as African-American males..One was young...One was a little older...But the young one was clearly in charge..The older one was usually stealing the money and the jewelry...but the younger one...He was the freak, the one who was stealing the underwear....That seemed to be all he was interested in." said the other detective...

''Really?"I said.

"Yeah...I mean, the money you can spend...The jewelry you can pawn, but panties?? bras???I never seen nothin like this.....We found a lot of the stolen jewelry amongst our fences and some pawn shops...The guy gave a phony name...but we picked him up on one store camera...It looks like a guy named Robert Lawton...a known B&E guy."said the detective...

"Wow! That's the guy who turned my murder victim's smartphone in to the Pawn shop for cash.."I said.

"Hmmm, he's no killer though...He's a three time loser and a drug user...He probably was stealing just enough to get high.."said the detective...

"What about the other one?" I asked..

"He's a ghost..We got no DNA..No prints..No facial...He could be a new player...If we could find Lawton maybe he could tell us,but he's currently in the wind...There's a bolo out on him for yet another B& E on the other side of town.."he said.

"I'm going to make it my business to find Lawton."I said

II-

Monica on the other hand spent her morning interviewing the three guys who had dated Danielle casually...

One, Elliot Dozier wasn't even in town at the time....The other, Brian Chalmbers was with another girl ,who verified his story at the time and the third one was home, as verified by his home alarm which went on at 9:00 pm and wasn't taken off until 7:02 am the next morning when he left for work..

When Monica saw me she had a lot to tell me..

"Oh My God...If she dated those three guys casually and didn't get seriously involved with them I certainly understand." she said..

"Empty headed huh?" I said.

"I thought that some of your thoughts were pretty raunchy when we first met...but these three guys took the cake..One guy couldn't concentrate on my questions because he was so busy ogling my boobs...Another guy outright asked me for a date....and the third one tried to jump my bones in the "Fishbowl"(Interrogation room) I had to threaten to throw cold water on him...It wasn't those three...They don't have a violent bone in them...or an original thought in their heads...They all liked her...and I checked their alibis...They all were with other girls or at other places on the night Danielle went missing.." she said.

''Hell Mo-Mo..You're fine..What do you expect a normal heterosexual male to do when he encounters you?I nearly lost MY mind the first time I laid eyes on you...That tight skirt you had on..."I laughed..

''I'm gone let that go because you're my boyfriend.."she said.." Oh...We got back hits from the traffic cams....On the night our victim was abducted....A call was made..From her phone to a burner phone and we got a picture of this car...picking someone up...someone dressed in all black..Couldn't get a facial on the driver either....Auto found the car...It was stolen a week before and bleached down..."said Monica..showing me photos of the car that picked the second man up...

"But how did our guy get to the scene of the crime?" I asked.

"He had to of come on foot somehow..Maybe he took the bus....There is a bus stop and a subway stop just a few blocks from this house..." said Monica.

''Hmm...I got a suspect or accomplice..Bobby Lawton...He sold our victims phone to the pawn shop and he is one of two suspects in all of 18 of these Home invasions..The other suspect though is a freak...The one who was only stealing panties and bras...''I said.

''Who is he?" asked Monica.

''A ghost! but if we find Bobby Lawton...we find our suspect...They're obviously working together in these robberies.." I said.

Just then, my phone rang...

''Excuse me....Hello." I said.

''Heyy Nate."came the voice of my ex-wife...Nyla..she was face timing me (and for once she had on clothes.)..She actually looked nice...

"Hey yourself....You workin?" I asked.

"As a matter of fact I am..I've been workin for a few months now.." she said.

Something sounded different about the way she sounded...She usually called me when she was half naked ,talking all breathy and wanting to seduce me...but not today.

''That's great...What's up?" I said.

''We need to talk...Can you stop by after work?" she asked.

"Sure...What is this about?" I asked..

"It would be better if we talked in person." she said.

"Okay...I'll stop by after work." I said.

"Thanks Nate." she said.

"Everything alright?" asked Monica.

"I guess..Nyla wants to talk to me...Tonight...It sounds important."I said.

"Your baby boy alright?" she asked..

"I sure hope so...I paid his child support." I said.

"Nate ,Am I ever going to meet him?" she asked..

''Sure..The next time I keep him...I want you to come over and meet him...You're in my life now and he should see you...I'm sure he's seen enough of his mother's men."I said.

"That's not nice Nate...Bitterness does not become you."said Monica.

"I know" I said....

The coroner called me just then....

"You've got the hot line today Nate." giggled Monica.

''Detective Nate Nellis, Homicide." I said.

''Hey Detective Nellis..We ran those semen samples found at the murder victims house and compared them to semen samples found at the scenes of the break ins." he said.

"Wait a minute? There was semen at the scene of the break ins?" I asked...I hadn't known that before...

''Yes and it's a definite match....Whoever had sex with your victim...More than likely was breaking into these homes...." said the coroner...

"Thanks.." I said.

''Anytime detective."he said.

"There was semen found at the scene of the break ins?" asked Monica..

"Yes and it's a match for the semen found in the loaded condom, on the soaked panties and in our murder victims body and at her house..Our killer is one of those two home invaders...And it's not Lawton...He's in the system and I did a comparison...It's not him. Whoever this DNA belongs to is not in the system and has no sheet."I said.

"So who is the other home invader?" she asked.

I shrugged my shoulders....

''A Ghost." I said.

I looked at my watch ,it was quitting time...I looked around...There was nobody in the squad room..

I put Monica's face in my hands and kissed her..

"Got some personal business to take care of babes.."

"Oh yeah ,with Nyla...Good luck."she said smiling weakly...I couldn't tell what she was thinking..but I had a need to reassure her..

"You know I love you don't you?" I said.

"Yes....Nate..I'll be fine...It's sweet that you want to make me feel better...but I'm fine...Besides...I know you're crazy about me." she said and laughed..

"I damn sure am." I said...She smiled and waved as I left.

III-

Nyla looked good,I must say...Smelled good and was dressed to the nines...I peered at her lustfully as I bounced our son on my knee....He was almost one years old..

Nyla sat across from me...

"Nate...I have been working and making good money now and I uh have some announcements to make...One..I'm moving out of here soon and buying a house...At long last ,I can afford a house..My job has a program where if you raise one third of the cost of a house...They pay the other two thirds and deduct it from your pay....If you leave for whatever reason you just re-finance..." she said.

''Oh Wow Nyla..that sounds great...You need me to watch Junior for a few days while you move in?" I asked..

''Oh No..No..See that's uh what I called you over here for..I uh...I uh met somebody..Well actually,I've known him before I knew you...He and I broke up right before you and I got together and we uh never really did end things right....Anyway, you and I got married and well..Look...I'm so sorry about what I did with Wally Becker...I was so wrong..I never meant to hurt you....I swear...and then I found out I was pregnant...I just made a mess of things."she said.

''Nyla..Get to the point baby." I said.

"Nate...I'm getting married!"she blurted out!

"Married? To Becker??" I said.

Nyla gave me the side eye...She actually looked at me like I was crazy....

"NOOOOOOOO! Let's not be ridiculous.... To Frank!" she said.

"Frank?" I asked..

"He's the guy I met and broke up with before you and I got together...Don't act like you had no clue...I know Wally came back and told you he came over here and ran into Frank." she said.

He had...he couldn't wait to tell me...I laughed..

''Yeah he did...He couldn't get you and my partner flagged him...He is just having a hard time with women this month."I said.

"He came over here at midnight one night....Frank and I was..Well we had just finished being ..uh..intimate...He claimed I had texted him ,telling him to come over...What a liar."she said.

I laughed...I couldn't tell her that I had cloned her phone and had sent him that text...I just laughed to myself...

"Boyyy..Just wasn't his night was it?" was all I would say...

We both laughed...and she rubbed my hands ,the same way that Monica does and I stared in her eyes..

"Nate...I want you to still be a part of your son's life...I would never do that to you,Never not let you see him..You can see him whenever you want..And I won't ask for anymore child support..."she said.

''Nah Nyla..That's my son..That's my responsibility...I'll always be there for him..In everyway I can..."I said.

"You're a good guy Nate...You're going to make whoever it is you're seeing a very happy woman."she said.

"Nyla ,you were right...I was dating another cop...And not just any cop...I'm seeing my partner...Her name is Monica...Detective Monica Talbert...I want you to meet her...Next time I come to pick up Junior,I'm going to bring her and you bring Frank."I said.

"That should be nice...Awkward,but nice..Do you love her Nate?" she asked.

''I do and she loves me too.."I said.

"That's why she flagged Wally..She's seeing you..."said Nyla..

"That and she's got good tastes.She would have flagged Wally anyway." I said.

"I know that's right!" she laughed....

Nyla and I both busted out laughing...We hadn't laughed together in ages..

"I'm glad you're happy..."she said.

"I'm glad you're happy too....Oh and uh I would appreciate it if you not mention this to Wally Becker."I said.

"Wally Becker? I took that joker's phone number out of my phone...and I've blocked his number." she said.

"That'll show him huh?" I laughed...

We both laughed.

Soon I left and was on my way across the city...

IV-

Monica was surprised when she came to her door and saw me standing there...

''Didn't think I'd see you tonight.." she said.

''I hadn't planned on coming over...I just always seem to wind up over here.."I said.

''Everything okay?" she asked.

''You mean you don't know?" I asked.

"I'm not in your head all the time Nate...but I just scanned your thoughts...Nyla is getting married to some guy named Frank, You told her about me, about us...and you want us to meet right?" she said and smiled...

"You make conversation so easy..."I said ,laughing...

She pulled me to her and kissed me passionately for a very long time, considering we were standing outside...

"MMMMMMMM and you make kissing so easy...You have the softest lips for a guy." she said and kissed me some more...

"If I was worried about anything..I'm not now."I said smiling..

"Come on in...and have some Ice Tea with your girlfriend..."she said.

I smiled and walked inside her apartment.

(TO BE CONTINUED)

The Girl In A Trunk

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Mon, 02 Mar 2015 05:00:00 +0000

PHILADELPHIA, 2040-

I woke up and did a double take.....Outside my window was nothing but water and fish and deep sea life....I was about to have an anxiety attack and then I remembered....I was in a hotel room...an underwater hotel room....

I am Nate Nellis, Homicide Detective...My partner ,Detective Monica Talbert suggested we do something different for the weekend...She suggested we dine at Octopus Garden...A friend had given her two tickets for a free meal there on Friday Night and she had a little extra cash..So she booked a hotel room for us..Not above water where we had stayed before...but underwater in the hotel area they had there...

Monica was in the shower.....Imagine being in the shower and you're nearly one mile beneath the sea?

When she walked out in a long green print skirt and a matching bra top, my eyes nearly popped out of my head..

She smiled...

"I hope I can always keep that look on your face that you have whenever you see me in something new or my underwear." she said laughing..

"Baby...you look great." I said.

"You like?" she gushed...

"I like.." I said.

"This is soo cool us spending the weekend here huh?" she said. "I know being this deep under the water kind of puts you off a bit...but once I got naked...You didn't think about outside at all..."she laughed and gave me the side eye...

I sure didn't...We made sweet love at least four times last night...before I passed out.

I remembered...She had taken a hot bath as soon as we had gotten back from dancing at the club down here half the night...

I bathed her slowly as I began to take my clothes off...She gazed at my raging erection and began to stroke it slowly as I bathed her....

Her body was glistening as she stepped out of the tub.,She was stacked..My partner, Monica was built...I really admired her body..It was a dancer's body...I'd always thought..perfectly shaped legs...nice round buttocks!

I wrapped her wet but hot body in a towel, and we slow grinded to the beautifully appointed king-sized water bed , I'm talking and whispering to her, she's giggling .My erection just raging..She looked at it and her mouth just opened...''Oh My God Nate...Oh My goodness...you are huge!!...Ohhhhh myyy" she gasps. I love the way she looks naked..every last curve... I loved the way she smelled. I held her for a moment and just kissed her neck, behind her ears...her chin and finally, her lips....

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh Nate, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my godddd..." she moaned softly...

Monica ,at first seems lost in thought....I can't read her mind like she can read mine.. She kisses me, deeply,passionately wrapping me in her arms tightly. I move my hands up and down her sexy body as if I am remembering something , reconnecting. I pull her close... She is already wet. I'm as hard as a rock...
"You're going to hurt me with that thing." laughed Monica as she put both of her hands around my erect penis and stroked it a little bit... She shook her head and smiled..
I enter her and begin to thrust deeply. I catch my breath, she wraps her big legs around me as if I was falling off a cliff. We quickly get a nice deliberate rhythm. I just want to go hard and fast, but she slows us down. I can barely stand it. I slow it way down with deep, long strokes that make me feel like I'm losing my mind...

''Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Ohhhhh Nate..ouuuuuuuuuuuuu." she moans.

We made sweet love this time for close to four hours before we both exploded in a passsionate fury...And that was just the first of four times last night..The fish got an eyeful last night and early this morning...

"Remembering last night huh? "said Monica... I keep forgetting she's a telepath and can read my thoughts..

"Yeah , Last night was something."I said smiling..

She smiled too..

"Yes it was.."she said.

I kissed her cheek.

"Look at that view of the ocean....I wish we could spend more time here...but uh...I know you don't...You'll get over this hang up you have one day..." she said smiling..

"A few more trips here with you and I won't think about it all all." I joked...

Monica sat on my lap and put her arms around me...

"Awwwww...I'm gonna take that as a compliment.."she said and kissed me passionately...

I stared out at the view....It was indeed a great view...

II-

I wish weekends like that could last forever, but alas they couldn't...Monday Morning found us both back in the city and headed to work.....We both wanted to be on time ,so we took my Flying Car...Big Mistake this time...Lt. Frankie Cotton Jr. was standing outside and saw us as my car landed on the roof...He smiled and looked at us funny..

''What's this?" he said as Monica and I got out of my car..

"This? Oh...Uh..well...Uh..I was at Skyport...I was looking at possible summer trips to Luna City...and on my way back..I just happened to be in the neighborhood so I uh ruh stopped at my partner's apartment..."I said.

''Yes...I was running a little late and uh ruh,Detective Nellis uh offered to give me a lift to work.."she said.

"Oh is that right?" he said laughing...."So where is the part where you tell me ,none of your business Lieutenant sir?" he said cracking himself up with laughter...

"Sir?" I said...

"Detective Talbert...Tell your partner to lighten up...not to be so uptight." he said.

"Yeah Nate, lighten up...stop being so uptight." she said uneasily....and laughed..

He laughed...

"You two are a trip....Go on ,get inside..Somebody might have gotten themselves killed today...I just have a feeling." he said..laughing and shaking his head..

We walked inside and sat down at our desks..

I think he knows...I thought to myself...Knowing Monica could hear my thoughts...

"I read his thoughts....He just thinks you have a monster crush on me...He doesn't know how I feel about you or about us...Just relax...Don't give us away by acting all nervous." she said and smiled at me sweetly...

Just then the phone rang...Monica looked at me and smiled...

''You can stop worrying about it now...I think somebody has managed to get themselves killed.."she said ..

"This is Detective Monica Talbert, Homicide...Uh huh...Okay, we'll be there....Come on partner.." she continued as we got up and headed for my flying car...

As we headed towards our murder scene, Monica leaned over and kissed me on the cheek....

"What was that for/" I asked.

She smiled..."Because I can..." she said...

I smiled..."Just as much as you want to." I said....

III-

We found a car parked in West Oak Lane...The trunk was open and the body of an attractive and shapely young African-American woman was in the trunk....

The smell of bleach was everywhere.....I questioned the officer on the scene while Monica put on latex gloves and joined the coroner in looking at the body...

''What do we have here?" I asked..

"Her name is Danielle Groves....She's 23...This is her car....but as you can smell...Bleach is all over everything...No fingerprints, no DNA....nothing...We are going to check for fibers.....The body was found in the trunk...She's been strangled..." he said..

"There is a possibility she's been sexually assaulted too...There is semen on her legs, her panties appear to be soaked...Which means she had sex recently and from body temp...She's only been dead for about three hours at the most.."said Monica...

I used my cyber eye to scan the area for anything....and I found, a loaded condom..a few feet from the car..

"Bag and tag this." I said to one of the cops..."This could have been a rape or a lovers spat gone wrong."I said.

"How did you guys find this car?" asked Monica..

"There have been a number of break ins in the area she lives in and her car was reported missing and she hadn't been at work or called within two days....One of her girlfriends was suspicious and called us..We traced the car because it has a lojack device on it and we found it...Her pocketbook and her wallet were in the front seat.." he said.

I went through her pocketbook...

''Credit cards here,Debit card, Drivers License...$500.00 in case...Tampons....Lipstick,make up...Nothing is missing." I said.

''Where is her phone?" asked Monica.

"There's no phone here." I said.

"No girl goes out without a phone....and especially a single girl in her twenties."said Monica.

Some truths were so universal, you just couldn't argue with them...

"It's got her address on it...Let's talk to her neighbors.." I said...

''Maybe that semen in that condom is a match for the semen found on the body and we'll get a hit on our killer,close this one early."said Monica...

"This will be our 100th closed case...It'll make us best in the department."I said.

Monica laughed..

"Men, Everything is a sport , Everything is a record.." she said..

I nibbled on her neck...

"Hmmm, I don't know how many times I've kissed you or we've....ahhh..." I said..

"Okay..Okay...I get it...Come on let's go..Release the body." she said.

We watched as the body was removed and put in the M.E.'s wagon...

IV-

Monica and I went to break the news to the dead girl's Mother, Father and older brother...They were devestated...

''Was she dating anyone?" asked Monica..

"No, nobody serious...She went out with a couple of guys...I can give you their names and addresses..but they wouldn't do anything like this..." said her mother..

''She kept telling me that she was thinking about moving...There had been several break ins in that area recently..a rash of them." said her Father.

"Yeah..it's been on the news...Whoever was breaking into these homes was stealing lightweight stuff..No more than like $500.00 bucks,maybe some jewelry...but also, panties and bras...pantyhose..weird stuff, you know? She told me that she thought some kind of sex maniac might be on the loose."said her brother..

"Hmmm...We'll check with Robbery..Thanks for telling me that." said Monica..

"I'll get on that."I said.

Some time later, I was at the vicitm's house with CSI personell and crime scene photographers...The house was a whole different story...There was a puddle of semen outside the door...another puddle in the living room, another puddle in the bathroom, on the floor outside the bedroom and inside the bedroom...

The living room sofa had been turned over and there was signs that a terrific struggle had taken place here..I found a belt...This could have been the murder weapon...I had it tagged and bagged...

I assigned officers to do a house to house search for a five mile radius and question people...I assigned more officers to get a look at traffic cams, ATM cams and street cams for anything...Anything that might give us a clue...

CSI dusted for fingerprints...There was none...but there was enough DNA to definitely give us something..All convicted criminals now of days not only gave us fingerprints,but urine,saliva and blood samples..so that we had a DNA base as well as a fingerprint base for them....

Monica and I hooked up for lunch and compared notes...

"Mo..Mo..there was a terrific struggle in that house...I'm thinking,she was raped and strangled in that house with a belt..that I found and then taken in her car and disposed of..''I said.

"Did you find her phone?" asked Monica..

''That's the funniest thing..I did not..No sign of any phone....But I have a phone number...and a provider..They can hit the tower and trace it." I said.

"Yeah...I got three guys to interview that she dated casually.."said Monica...

"The neighbors told me that there was a rash of break ins that started a few months ago in that neighborhood..but that the robbers only took like $500.00 dollars in cash at the most...some jewelry and ladies underwear...Kind of weird huh?" I said.

"I heard that too..Nate ? Are you doing this?" she said laughing her head off..

"That's cold Mo..Mo.."I said..

''Just kidding...but you are always looking in my panty drawer every time you come over my apartment to see if I've bought anything new or scandalous.."she laughed..

I ignored her...

"I'm going to call Robbery and check out the 18 break ins..and check with the local pawn shops and fences..See if anything was pawned or fenced.." I said.

"Good and I'm going to check with the coroner and see if there is a match with the DNA...and see if we got any hits off of the ATM, Street and Traffic cams..."said Monica.

''Check her financials too,see if anything is missing or looks untoward.."I said...Then I stared into Monica's eyes and leaned over to kiss her..she took her hand and blocked me...

''Ugh..Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh..Not in here honey...Anybody might walk in here...All this talk about stolen underwear and semen has got you all worked up hasn't it?" she asked..

"You know me so well."I said half sarcastically...

She smiled sweetly and totally disarmed me..

"Well it's gotten me hot and bothered too...I just don't want to act on it here..." she said...

"Ohhh?" I said with a wry smile..

''We went to your place last time..Let's go to mine." she said.

"Let's save all of that pent up energy for afterwork..We still have a few more hours to kill.." I said.

"Okay...Suit yourself."she said and smiled,winked and got up and walked to the counter and paid our bill...

I smiled as she walked towards the car....God she had a sexy walk...

I followed her out..

"On the other hand...."I said.

"You are sooo easy.." she laughed...

(TO BE CONTINUED)

Reality Bites

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Sat, 28 Feb 2015 15:00:00 +0000

I go to sleep and dream
because it hurts too much
to deal with reality...

Hurts too much..
It Just hurts too much....

And in the deepness of my dreams...
the reality of it all seems
as though you're still with me...

It seems as such...
It doesn't hurt as much...

Because baby,ever since you left me
reality hasn't been the same for me..
I just can't deal....

Ever since we broke up...
it has hurt too much to deal with
reality..../

Hurts too much..
It Just hurts too much..../

Seeing you with him...
has just made the brightness in my world
just go dim...
baby how could you?/

Hurts too much..
It Just hurts too much../

You know that he's not the man for you..
and you're just with him to get back at
me ...now isn't that true?/

Isn't it true baby?
Isn't that true??... /

Girl we are through....
You can do what you want to do...
I guess that's true...
But I'll satisfy myself with
memories of a different life with you../

So...

I go to sleep and dream
because it hurts too much
to deal with reality...

Reality Bites.../

Cold Case

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Fri, 27 Feb 2015 05:00:00 +0000

It wasn't long before The Police arrived on the scene...Police photographers snapped photos of the five frozen bodies..C.S.I. guys were busy processing the scene for evidence...

Forensic Investigator, Dr. Hazel Hunter-Baylor and Detectives Carlotta Rodriguez and Tyriq Pile had on latex gloves and were looking at the bodies..

"It's hard to tell how long these guys have been in here...They are frozen solid..."said Hazel...

"Yeah, but it's not hard to determine the cause of death...Gunshot wounds to the head." said Detective Tyriq Pile..

Carlotta looked down at the bodies...

"This is Tyrone Mackey...The guy you were looking for Kevin." said Carlotta.

"Yeah, him and then some..."I remarked..

"Yeah and this guy over here is Charlie Napier...a leg breaker for whoever is paying." said Jimmy who was walking around with a flashlight and three uniformed officers...

Detectives Edwin "Duke" Baylor and Sirena Pile were looking at another body...

"This here is Tommy Hager...They call him "Hulk" ..He's Bobby Dee's enforcer." said Duke.

"He was Bobby Dee's enforcer..He won't be enforcing anything anymore..."said Sirena as she put on her latex gloves and observed the body...

Her partner, Detective Tony Hopkins walked in with three more uniforms...

"Nothing and nobody around here....I got guys checking the area...five to six miles and of course we got guys on street cams, ATM cams and traffic cams." he said.

To the side of us...Lt. Sissy Van Buren and a female uniformed officer had on latex gloves and were looking at the body of Clarence Baskett..

"Kevin, you hit the jackpot here...This is Clarence Baskett...I think he was in the wrong place at the wrong time...His enforcer Charlie Napier was the real target ,judging by the number of bullet holes in him. Baskett may have witnessed it." she said..

"Sorry to do this to you Sissy...I was talking to someone casually in a bar and they mentioned that Bobby Dee owned an Ice House...He took it from a guy named Joe Crump , who owed him money and I did a little nosing around...and this is what I found.."

"It was a good find..."said Sissy....

"Who is that guy over there? He's the only guy I don't recognize." I said.

"I can tell you that." came the voice of ADA Keith Wallace.

"He's a low level hood named Kyle Mortimer..He was into Bobby Dee for 50grand...He vanished a little over a year ago....He was also an informant...He was going to give me information on a murder allegedly ordered by Bobby Dee and carried out by these three cool guys Charlie Napier, Tyrone Mackey and Tommy Hager nearly nine years ago if I let him walk on wire fraud charges when he simply vanished..He said that he was actually there when these guys took Graber out of the bar that night..I always thought that he had more to do with it than that...That he was one of the guys who set Graber up..Told the others where he was...Anything to get their attention off of him and his debt.." said Keith Wallace.

"Seems to be a lot of that going on." I said.

"Yes and everything leads to Bobby Dee...Uh Oh...Boss Lady here comes your friend!" said Carlotta...

Just then ,Lt. Tragg and a gaggle of reporters came charging through the Crime Scene line..

"Well, Well, Well...Mr. Kevin Morris...We meet again...Seems like everytime I see you...Someone is dead!!....What do we have here? five bodies and all are tied to your client..."he said.

"My former client...Our business is over...It's been over for weeks."I said.

"So what are you doing here?" he asked.

"I got a tip from a guy I was talking to in a bar..I came here and I found this...and I called the police."I said.

"You just happened to get a tip...and from a guy in a bar? How did you get in? This is a private business." asked Tragg.

"The door was open so I walked in." I lied.

"I don't believe that...You're under arrest,breaking and entering and conspiracy to commit murder." he said.

"Get real Tragg..I called the cops when I found this."I said.

"How is it you are always on the scene?" he asked..

"How is it you're always on the scene of someone else's investigation and with television cameras?" I asked..

He grew red as a beat....

"Detectives!! Somebody arrest this man!" he yelled.

"Nobody move! This is my crime scene...My detectives and uniforms are conducting an investigation....Now I'm asking you nicely to leave my crime scene Lt. Tragg. Nobody is getting charged or arrested unless I say so.." said Sissy.

"Lieutenant ,It does not look good for two police commanders to be at odds and on television." he said.

"Then move along Lt.Tragg... Sissy and her guys got this.."said Keith Wallace...

"Unbelievable...What is it about her?? She's got Captain Cantrell wrapped around her fingers...but you too ADA Wallace? Aren't you married? Isn't your wife right over there?" he asked...

"I'm going to pretend you didn't say any of that .And the next time I play poker with the Commissioner and the Deputy of Operations..I won't mention these remarks."said Keith Wallace...

Just then Captain Eddie Cantrell drove up...

He looked at Lt. Tragg...He was clearly exasperated...

"Get out of here!!!...I'm not going to say anything else...GO! That's an order!" he said.

"I'm about to make an arrest." he said.

"Arrest?? Of Who?" he asked..

"Kevin Morris here...He was conveniently at the scene..." he said.

"Well at least he was at the right crime scene."said Cantrell..

With that, Hazel, Duke,Tyriq, Carlotta,Jimmy,Sirena and Hop busted out laughing...so did a number of uniformed officers and CSI personell..Most of them had dealt with Tragg and did not like him I discovered later.

I have to admit...I was laughing myself.....

Lt. Tragg stared icily at Ed Cantrell and then walked away, got in his car and sped off like lightning..

Everyone at the scene clapped and laughed loudly.....

Captain Eddie Cantrell walked over to Sissy..

"You alright darlin?"he asked..

"I'm fine Captain."she said and smiled..He took both of her hands gently in his and rubbed them...Sissy meekly held her head down...

"Next time he shows up at your crime scene...Just speed dial me..You hear?" he said softly.

"I will and thank you again."she said softly..

"Always." he said softly and got in his car and pulled off.

I walked over to Sissy...

"I'll call you.." I said.

She smiled and pulled me to her and hugged me..

The bodies began being moved out of the icehouse... I watched... There was a lot more to this than what met the eye...I decided to go have another talk with Bobby Dee.

II-

That was not going to happen....He didn't answer his door at his home...He didn't answer his phone either...

I drove around to his deli...

"The cops got him." said one of the workers...

"The cops?" I asked..

"Yeah...a white guy, nice suit, slick backed hair...Came in here about two hours ago and handcuffed him...Arrested him on suspicion of murder charges..." said the worker..

"Lt. Tragg!" I spat...Why wouldn't he lay off? We had nothing to tie Bobby Dee to these murders...Nothing that could be taken to a grand jury...Tragg was jeapordizing what ever case Sissy and her guys were building.

I called Sissy...

"HE DID WHAT?" she asked.

"He arrested Bobby Dee, about two hours ago." I said.

"Really? Well where is he? He should have been here by now...Bobby Dee hasn't been processed and Lt. Tragg isn't in his office...or on television." she said and we both grinned..

"That's odd...."I said.

"Kevin , where are you? She asked..

"At Grabers Deli."I said.

"I'll meet you there in a few." she said.

"Okay...I'll be here.."I said.

Sissy and I sat down and had two Corn Beef specials and potato salad....and cokes.

"Oh My God Kevin..This is the best ..Reminds me of the neighborhood delis when I was a little girl."she said as we both chowed down on the corn beef specials...

"Yeah...it does... "I said... Sissy took a napkin and wiped the potato salad off of my lips.

I pulled out my ipad mini....

"Sissy...Remember when you were telling me about the murder of Jack Graber the other day when you were at my house?"I asked..

"Yes...what about it?" she asked..

"Graber had a daughter, Jacqueline Graber right?" I asked.

"Yeah...She was about my age..." said Sissy.

"Twenty Two?" I said and smiled...

"Ouuu if we weren't both married ,I'd give you a big kiss right now..." she said laughing..

"Well I did a little digging...The cops couldn't get anybody to co-operate with them and her father's murder went cold...She did her own investigation according to neighbors who would talk to me..but she couldn't get one person to come forward and talk to the cops and she had no physical evidence...
She uh had a semi-nervous breakdown and she wound up in Blue Skies for awhile."I said.

"How did you get that information?" she asked laughing and shaking her head...

"I have my resources." I laughed... "She moved out to Los Angelas for awhile...and then just last year she moved back to Philly....Even ate in Graber's Diner once....and then dropped off the grid..."I said.

"You know, my detectives have a grainy photo off of an ATM cam of a female in a black latex suit and black shades leaving that old Icehouse a few nights ago...It wasn't enough to get a facial...I was keeping that under my hat until we had more.."said Sissy..

"Take a ride with me Sissy...I got a hunch..." I said..

"Where are we going?" she asked..

"To the cab company." I said.

III-

Sissy and I looked at film footage of everybody that came and went into the cab company on the day that Tyrone Mackey vanished...

It didn't take long for a young lady to appear...She was about five foot five, shapely, Blonde and had her hair in a ponytail..Had on tight black jeans...black Jordans...a tight black t-shirt and a black leather jacket..She wore black shades...

"Hey..who is she? She doesn't work here....She never worked here."said the Dispatcher..

"She's a bit older now...but that's her..That's Jacqueline Graber!!!..."said Sissy...

"That's her...I think we should pay that Icehouse another visit."I said.

"You think she's killed Bobby Dee?" asked Sissy...

"Either that or holding him there...until nightfall.."I said.

"But that's our crime scene..We recovered five bodies from there..."she said.

"That's right and everybody is gone...It's doubtful that anyone will be back...Where else can she stash them?" I asked.

"You think she'd return to the scene of the crime ?" asked Sissy.

"This is her end game...She saved Bobby Dee for last...It's worth a look...If I'm wrong..I'm wrong..At least you got a suspect in your five open murders...And at best we can trump old Lt. Tragg..."I laughed..

"With any luck he'll be one of the bodies in there."joked Sissy...

We both laughed heartily and hugged each other..

IV-

Inside the bowels of the Ice House...Bobby Dee was clad only in his boxer shorts and a t-shirt..He was tied to a chair...Next to him, also bound in boxer shorts and a t-shirt was Lt. Tragg....They were both shivering....

Standing over them with a .40 caliber gun and a silencer was Jacqueline Graber, daughter of Jack Graber, the former Deli owner....

Bobby Dee laughed...

"Jackie..I always said you had a set on you and I wasn't talkin bout your tits...You got more balls than your dad.." he laughed..

She shot him in his knee...

"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, GOTDAMN IT...I DON'T BELIEVE IT ,I'Ve been SHOT!" he screamed in obvious pain...

"Don't you talk about my dad...He was a good man...You destroyed him..."she said..

"Jackie...Good lord..he was weak...He was weak..He gambled...He played the ponies...arghhhhhh."he moaned..

She shot his other knee..

"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, GOTDAMN IT...BITCH...YOU'LL FRY FOR THIS..ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.." he screamed in pain....

"Bitch huh?" she said and shot him in his liver...

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HELLL...." he screamed...blood was now pouring out of him....

"You killed my daddy...You took advantage of a man who was already drowning...you showed him no mercy you pig and then to add insult to injury..You took his deli...The only thing he had left..You took it over after you murdered him.."she screamed and shot him in his other side...

"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.."he screamed in unbelievable pain as blood just poured out of him...

Lt. Tragg cried out...

"For god sakes Jackie..For God Sakes...I'm a cop!!..I was going to arrest this bum..I was going to put him in jail,make him pay for what he did to your father." he said.

"With what? You got no evidence...and nobody was going to talk to you...You just wanted to be on Television, Make yourself look like a hero and then when this pig walked again..You would be on to the next big story...I've seen you on TV before..Always announcing a big arrest after somebody else has made the collar.." she spat...

"But I had him..I had him in handcuffs...For Godsakes...I'm a cop...You kill me...It'll be worse for you.You know what the state does to cop killers...You'll definitely get the death penalty"said Lt. Tragg...

"Really? I've already killed five other people...these bastards who killed my daddy and who sell poison to kids...one or two more won't make a difference. I think I'm still in line for a needle." she said..

"Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Jackie..that was just business between me and your father..It was never personal...ARGHHHHHH!"moaned Bobby Dee..

"Don't give me that crap...Be gone!" she said.

She aimed her gun at his head and fired again....This time...Killing him instantly....

Lt.Tragg looked on in horror..

"PLEASE DON'T KILL ME...PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEE,....ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"PLEASE DON'T KILL ME...PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEE." he yelled..

Just then Sissy and I appeared...We had our guns drawn...

"It's all over Jackie..drop the gun." I yelled...

''Do it Jackie...We heard the whole thing!!...We know the whole story!!!...It's over!!! " said Sissy.

She smiled ,then aimed at Sissy and me..

"Eat it cops" she said and fired..

We ducked...

Both Sissy and I fired a number of times...

Jacqueline Graber was hit several times...She tossed her gun up in the air ,spun around and fell to the ground...

I got to the body first...I felt her pulse..

She was dead! I think she wanted to die..Suicide By Cop!

I looked at Sissy and just shook my head.

Lt. Tragg looked at me...

"Another hunch huh Morris?" he said with a weak smile as I untied him...

"Lucky for you huh?" I said...

He laughed...Happy to be alive...

"Yeah...This time....Hell Yeah..." he said ,out of breath

V-

Once again bodies were being removed from the Ice house...

Sissy looked at me and smiled..

"Thanks to you Kevin...we have six cleared murders and a closed cold case....Don't know what I'd do without you buddy." she said and hugged me..

Lt. Tragg was escorted out in his boxers and t-shirt...Once again, the Television cameras and cameras were flashing...

How humiliating...He had arrested a man long suspected of masterminding a brutal killing only to be upended by another killer and taken hostage...Once again, he was the laughing stock of the city....And what was worse...He was rescued by the woman he often tried to brow beat and humiliate...and me, A private investigator who he was getting ready to arrest just a day ago..

He looked at Sissy..

''Sissy,I guess I owe you thanks..You saved my life... I-I-I would appreciate it greatly if you not talk specifically about what went on in there..." he said.

What he meant was he didn't want it known that he begged and pleaded for his life and screamed like a little girl.

"If it wasn't for Kevin and his hunch...We wouldn't have gotten here in time." she said.

Apologizing or acknowledging me was more than he wanted to handle....Hew simply shrugged his shoulders...

"GET THOSE GOTDAMN CAMERAS OFF OF ME....I HAVEN'T GOT ON ANY PANTS.."he yelled as he was escorted away....

Sissy smiled and looked at me...

"You know the newspapers are going to have a field day with this don't you?" she said.

I laughed...

She laughed...

We both stood there outside of that Icehouse and laughed until our sides hurt...

EPILOUGE-

Chris and Chess bought Graber's Deli and kept his staff on and gave them all ten percent raises...

With Bobby Dee dead and all of his cronies as well ,it was if a cloud was lifted in the area..Neighborhood shopkeepers no longer had to kick out weekly payments to him..People felt like they could breathe for the first time in years..

Nobody claimed Jacqueline Graber's body..She was buried in a lonely potter's field..

As Sissy predicted the media had a field day with Lt. Tragg's predicament...

"For once, he had the right suspect....just not ALL of the suspects or his pants!" joked one reporter...

The police and the media laughed their heads off at photos of Lt. Tragg in his boxers being rescued from the ice house...

While Sissy didn't disclose his behavior ,I had made no such promise...Hazel, Sirena,Carlotta,Jimmy,Duke,Tyriq and Hop laughed so hard they couldn't stay in their seats after I stopped by C.I.D. headquarters and told them the story..

Even ADA Keith Wallace was laughing hysterically, slapping his palms on the walls...

"Oh My God Kevin, I sure wished you had of recorded that..." he said laughing so hard he was shaking..

Sissy kissed me on the cheek...

"Thanks for helping us clear all of those murders..and for making my favorite people laugh..."she said..

"Anytime Sissy, Anytime.." I said. "If you need me...I'm just a phone call away."I said and kissed her on the cheek and left.

After I left police headquarters I drove into town..I sat in my car and just watched all of the different people walking to and fro, driving up and down the streets, going about their business..They were all like sheep..

I was happy to be one of the people who helped protect them from the wolves...

The Icehouse Five

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Thu, 26 Feb 2015 05:00:00 +0000

Lt. Sissy Van Buren sat in my living room holding Sepia and my daughter,Kimberly Siselia Morris..Her god-daughter and a child whose middle name was the same as hers...A testimony to how I felt about Sissy...

If not for her...I'd still be doing this as a hobby..It was Sissy who got me to get a Private Investigator's license...and it was Sissy who had had my back out in these streets all of these years...I can't count how many cases Sissy and I had worked on and cracked over the years....Since then I had worked with her core detectives...The FBI and The DEA...all on her recomendation...

We were more than just Cop and C.I..We were family...Sissy was like my sister...

"Kevin I'm so sorry about that business with Lt. Tragg...He's an idiot and he's extremely jealous of the success you and I have had in the past and now the success my detectives are having...He's a jealous ,vindictive ,ego-maniacal.....Let me stop...I don't want to say any more in front of the baby.." she laughed, tickling little Kimberly and watching her giggle and coo.

"That's okay...girl...I've known guys like him all my life...So glad I have my own business and answer to no one.."said my wife Sepia as she poured us some coffee..

Weeks had passed...I had deposited that 100G's that Bobby Dee had given me into little Kimberly's college fund...Sepia and I had mutually agreed that that would be where it would do the most good..We didn't need it..

"Nothing new on the case Siss?" I asked.

"No...no sign of Tyrone Mackery...The good news is that nobody in Camden seems too upset about it...I had feared some reprisals..." she said.

"Yeah..the streets are quiet..too quiet...My business with Bobby Dee is over...He just wanted to know what happened to him and for Camden to know that he wasn't responsible."I said.

"Huh...He's responsible for enough..."said Sissy...

"What is the deal with him? I know he's a loan shark....I know that people are too afraid of him to talk to you guys..but I keep thinking, just by things I've heard you and Captain Cantrell say that there is more to Bobby Dee than meets the eye."I said.

"Sure is....He has no sheet on him...Never been convicted of anything...Not even a juvy record...He has terrified that neighborhood for years....We have always believed that he was responsible for a 2006 unsolved murder of one Jack Graber..."said Sissy as she sipped her coffee..

"Grabers Deli!! I was in that place a few weeks ago...the last time I saw him...Nice joint."I said.

"It used to belong to a guy named Jack Graber...Graber was into Bobby Dee for 70G's....He foolishly bet his bundle on the horses hoping to increase his amount..But he didn't..He lost it all and couldn't pay Bobby Dee back...."said Sissy.

''What happened to him?" asked Sepia...

Sissy sighed...

"We found him tied to an anvil, floating in the water off Penns Landing...All of his fingers broken, cigarette burns all over him and two shots to the back of the head...I was still a detective then...It wasn't my case...As expected...Nobody saw anything....Nobody would talk to us...and he had been in the water so long there was no physical evidence... I always thought that Thomas "Hulk "Hager....Bobby Dee's enforcer did it...We brought both of them downtown, but couldn't get anything out of them...The case went cold...He had a wife and a daughter...Graber...They took it very hard....The wife died of cancer a few years back and the daughter Jacqueline Graber...She left town, very,very bitter..." said Sissy.

"Yeah..He's bad news...He'll get his one day.."I said.

We didn't discuss crime anymore...Sissy played with the baby and drank coffee and Sepia and I laughed and talked with her some more..

II-

I sat in Josies Bar with Gus ,the bartender and owner drinking beer and talking a few nights later...

"Hey Kid..I've always said that you tangle with some really bad apples....What's this I hear about you workin for Bobby Dee?" he said.

"No grass grows under your feet Gus..."I laughed..

"That's how I stay afloat." he said.

"Yeah he hired me to find somebody...Tyrone Mackery of Camden...They were about to go into business together." I said.

"Business? Again?" said Gus..

"What do you mean again?" I asked.

"TMack used to work for Bobby Dee years ago..."said Gus.

"He did?" I said.

"Oh yeah..Him and Charlie Napier..."Napes" used to be collectors and leg breakers for Bobby Dee...TMack moved up in the ranks and wound up in Camden selling a hot package....and Napes is an enforcer for Clarence Basket now..." said Gus.

"Yeah I know...I ran into Napes and Baskett a few weeks ago..."I said.

"Yeah well you might have been the last one to run into them."said Gus..

"They got popped?" I said..

"I don't know..Aint nobody seen hide nor hair of Baskett or Napes in about two weeks."said Gus...

"WHAT?" I said....

"Yeah..the young hoppers in West Philly,Southwest Philly, Manyunk,Roxborough are goin crazy...TMack turned up missing and Baskett filled the void...Now Baskett and Napes are missing and they got no connect..Word is..Those areas are dry as a bone...Even the white boys on the main line are bone dry...Funny how these things work themselves out huh?" laughed Gus..

"Yeah...Funny."I said.

III-

I got Walter and we drove to the Fishtown home of Bobby Dee...

He opened the door and looked around....

"Were you guys followed?" he asked...He looked paranoid..

"Why should we be?" I asked..

He motioned for us to come inside and we did ...He looked both ways down the street and closed the door.

"What's goin on Kevin? Everything is going crazy..." he said..

"I suppose you've heard that Clarence Baskett and his number two, Charlie Napier have vanished...Napes used to work for you didn't he?" I said.

"Uh yeah, years ago..."he said..."Yeah I heard that they aint been seen in two weeks...At first I thought it was Camden, gettin revenge for him taking over TMack's territories....but it wasn't Camden....and now my main man, Hulk has disappeared...Aint seen him in a week...I don't know what's goin on..."he said...For the first time since I'd known him..He looked frightened...

"You never told me that you and TMack had history?.."I asked...

He sighed...

"Yeah...He and Napes and Hulk were uh my business associates.." he said..

"You mean your collectors right?" said Kool Kat..

He looked at Kool Kat...

"I hear somebody talkin, but I don't see nobody." said Bobby Dee.

Kool Kat went to go for his gun, but I grabbed him...

"Whoa ..Chill Big Man..Chill...."I said.

"Look Kevin...I didn't have nothin to do with TMack...I wouldn't..We was boys ,he was about to cut me into some serious dough...Clarence Baskett...I don't even know him...I knew his older brother,Charlie..but not him..." he said.

"I keep thinking there is something you're not telling me." I said.

"What? You seem to know more than I thought you knew..." he said.

Kool Kat and I stood up...

"Okay Bobby Dee...Our business is over....Take Care of yourself." I said and Kool Kat and I left..

As we drove through the city...Kool Kat looked at me..

"He's scared Kev...He keeps saying that this has nothing to do with him...but I know he's lying..Tyrome Mackey,Charles Napier and Tommy "Hulk"Hager all worked for him...They were leg breakers for him back in the day...What if they did something to somebody who is coming back at em now?" he asked..

"They haven't worked for him for years...but you're right...What if they did? These guys have beat up a number of people in that neighborhood...That's how Bobby Dee became a power...That's why nobody will talk to anybody about him...He knows everybody and who they care about..goes the saying..."I said.

"Yeah...and one person lost their life behind it...That right there was enough to seal his reputation."said Kool Kat...

"Grabers.." I said.

"Huh? What?" asked Kool Kat..

" An unsolved 2006 murder...Jack Graber..He took that deli from him.....I wonder if all these guys had something to do with it?" I asked..

''Kev..Who do we know other than Gus, that knows all the dirt on the street and will talk with a little
persuasion?" asked Kool Kat laughing...

I smiled...

"Marco Gervay." I said...

Kool Kat laughed...

IV-

Marco Gervay was drinking alone at Roxys when Kool Kat and I walked in and sat on both sides of him...

He smiled..

"Hey Kev..Walter?" he said.

"Bartender....Give him another round of whatever he's drinkin and a beer for my friend Kevin and a Henny on the rocks for me.." he said.

Marco Gervay was no fool he looked at me..

"Okay Kev, what you need?" he asked..

"Marco...You told me you were living in Fishtown ,right before I came home from the service..back when Bobby Dee was running the neighborhood.."I said.

"He still runs it..With an iron hand I hear." said Marco.

"Jack Graber!" I said.

Marco held his head down...

"He was a nice guy, but he gambled and he couldn't leave them horses alone..Guy had the worse luck...He wanted to expand that deli..make it like a restaraunt you know...He knew the neighborhood was changing...Developers were buying up and developing new projects and young people were movin in the neighborhood with lots of cash to spend...Just like ours.."said Marco..

"He was into Bobby Dee for 70 big ones...What happened to him?" asked Kool Kat...

Marco Gervay looked around...

"One night we was all in this bar..a real bust out joint...Charlie Napier..."Napes" and Tyrone Mackey came in and sat on both sides of him just like you guys are doing me..They bought him drinks..They laughed and talked with him for hours and then they walked him outside...They all got into a car...That was the last time he was seen alive...Next time poor Jack was seen...He was dead, tied to an anvil,floating in the river...tortured and killed..That was a message..You don't pay Bobby Dee, you wind up like old Jack....Nobody ever bucked Bobby Dee or talked to the cops about anything concerning him from that time on..."said Marco...

I smiled and shook my head...

"Damn..That guy had me looking for Tyrone Mackey just a few weeks ago...He left all of that out."I mumbled..

"Look Kev...Everybody in the neighborhood knows he had Jack Graber killed..but won't nobody ever talk about it to you or the cops..." he said-

"I can imagine." I said.

"You know...He uh had another guy..Joe Crump who was in the same predicament....Joe owned an Icehouse..Joe pulled up and left town...Bobby Dee took over his Icehouse.." said Marco...

"Really? Can you show us where this Icehouse is?" I asked..

"Hey man..look..uh I don't want no trouble with Bobby Dee man."said Marco....

"You won't have any."said Kool Kat.

Marco Gervay smiled..

"I guess I ought to help you guys since uh you bought me all of these uh drinks huh?" he said.

Kool Kat and I grinned...

"Smart man aint he Kev?" said Kool Kat.

"An outright genius." I said.

V-

An hour later we drove up to the Ice house... Clerow and Owen Todd stood guard outside with their glocks drawn...

Lockpick Johnson got us inside...Kool Kat, Peeping Tom, Sean Jackson,Marco Gervay and I entered with flashlights...

The air was putrid....

It took us no time at all to find a most gruesome sight...

Frozen solid was the bodies of Tyrone Mackey, Clarence Baskett, Charles "Napes"Napier and Thomas "Hulk"Hager....All had been shot in the head with possibly a .44 magnum...Near them was another body....

"You know this guy?" I asked..

Kool Kat,Clerow, Owen Todd, Marco Gervay ,Sean Jackson, Peeping Tom and Lockpick Johnson all shook their heads...

"No..never seen him..." they said..

"These bodies are nearly mumified..."I said.

"What are you going to do?" asked Marco Gervay...

"I want you guys to get out of here....I'm calling the cops..."I said.

"Kev, you need me to stay?" asked Kool Kat..

''Nah man...I don't want you guys compromised...I got this.." I said.

"You strapped?" he asked.

"Yeah...Got my 38. smokeless and my .40 cal."I said.

Kool Kat nodded..

"Okay..We out." he said.

Marco nodded...

I stood there and looked at the grisly sight...

What in the hell had I stumbled into?

(CONCLUSION NEXT)

Grabers Deli

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Wed, 25 Feb 2015 05:00:00 +0000

The next morning I went to the cab company with the license plate and the photo of their cab, complete with a photo of Tyrone Mackey getting in the cab...

"That's one of ours....That's one that went missing a day before your boy here got in....But that's not the cab that took his call...That's not the cab that was up." said the manager..

"Is that cab here?" I asked..

"No...but all of our cabs have lojack....We can locate it through that..."he said..

"Well why haven't you tried to locate it up to now?"I asked incredulous..

"It's gets busy around here..We were going to get on it.." he said and shrugged his shoulders...

It didn't take them long to locate the cab....I rode with the manager and the dispatcher to an old abandoned neighborhood in North Philadelphia..

"Whoa!" said the Dispatcher...

There was a nice bullet hole in the front seat... and what looked like dried blood on the seat.....

I got out...

''Don't you guys touch anything...Here ..call this number.." I said.

"Whoa...This is heavy..."said the manager...

"Yeah, very heavy..."I said...

I was certain now beyond a shadow of a doubt that my missing persons case was now a murder..but then I had suspected that from the beginning.

II-

Soon Crime Scene Photographers and CSI personell surrounded the cab and Forensic Investigator ,Dr. Hazel Hunter-Baylor was taking a look at the car....

Her husband, Detective Edwin "Duke"Baylor and Detectives Carlotta Rodriguez-Wallace,Tyriq Pile and James Barlow had on latex gloves and were looking inside the cab...

Detective Sirena Pile popped the trunk..There was nothing inside...

Her partner , Detective Tony Hopkins was telling uniformed policemen to do a door to door search of the perimeter and to get somebody on any ATM cams...(There were none that I could see) ,Street Cams...(only one) and maybe traffic cams ,which was a block away..

I stood to the side with my good friend..Lieutenant Sissy Van Buren...talking...

"So Kevin, according to you...Tyrone Mack of Camden got in this cab a few days ago and was never seen again?" she asked..

"Yes...This is a surveilience photo I pulled."I said.

She smiled wryly...

"How did you get this?" she asked..Then she smiled.."Never mind...but this is the cab..Only we've got no body." she said.

"That blood may show us something.."I said..

Just then I saw a throng of reporters and a familiar face....Lt. Tragg heading our way..

''Oh Hell.."said Sissy.

"What have we got here ?" he asked... Sissy looked like she wanted to strangle him....

''We don't know yet..Why are you here and with reporters???...This has nothing to do with you.Get them away from my crime scene" she said angrilly...."

"Last time I checked..I am still a cop and police business is my business." he said..He looked at Duke..

"Bloody cab...Who is our vic Duke?" he asked....

Duke looked at him like he was crazy and did not answer...

"Detective...I asked you a question." barked Lt. Tragg..Duke walked away from him....

''Lieutenant Tragg..Leave my detectives alone..they're doing their jobs ,unlike someone else I know." said Sissy.

"Now Look."said Lt. Tragg..

"No YOU LOOK!" said Sissy...

Things were getting tense here..Too Tense!

"We have reason to believe that Camden Drug figure Tyrone Mackey was in this car and met foul play if you must know.." said Sissy..

"Based on what?" he said and he snatched my photo out of my hand...

"Ohhh, based on the fact that he got in this cab here...."he said.

"No grass grows under your feet Lieutenant."I said laughing and snatched my photo back!

Lt. Tragg looked at me with biting scorn..Then he glared at Sissy

"What is he doing at your crime scene?" he snapped.

"He is the one who called us.We wouldn't be at this crime scene if he hadn't of alerted us."said Sissy..

"My client hired me to look for Mr. Mackey...and this is where my investigation led me." I said.

"Your client eh? You got a P.I.'s license or is this still your little hobby?" he asked.

"I have a P.I.License, have had one for years now...Even have an agency...Here's my card."I said.

"I DON'T NEED YOUR DAMN CARD!!Where did you get this photo?" he asked..

"That is my business...."I said.

"I can have your license pulled you know."he snapped..

"Hey why don't you go try and find a real suspect huh?, before the FBI beats you to it."I said.

Duke,Tyriq and Carlotta busted out laughing...I had heard how he was in West Philly looking for a suspect that the FBI had arrested hours before in Camden and how nights before...Sissy and her guys had captured the Sewer Killer, a killer he was supposed to be investigating hours before he went on TV with an "update" He was the laughing stock of the city...

I had heard how he had strong armed Carlotta into giving up a confidential informant too and how Sissy and the Deputy of Operations had ripped him a new one...

He had never liked me and the feeling was mutual..I wasn't going to let him bully me..

He glared at Duke,Tyriq and Carlotta who defiantly continued to laugh derisively at him....

He then turned his attention to me...

"Who is your client?" he asked..

"None of your business...I found this bloody cab and I reported it to the police...Like a good citizen...My job is done..How bout doing yours...and actually making an arrest?" I said.

All of this was on camera...Several cameramen laughed....Even uniformed officers were laughing...

"Morris ,I can have you arrested." he said.

"On what charge?" I asked..

He ignored me and looked at Sissy...

"He should not be at your crime scene.." he said..

"The only one who shouldn't be at MY crime scene is you." she said icily.

''Sissy,I don't understand this hostility and blatant disrespect.."said Lt. Tragg.

Sissy dismissed him tersely and walked away...He stomped his foot in anger and pulled out his smartphone...

"It's okay Siss...I'll go...I'll talk to you later...You have a nice day Lieutenant..."I said and smiled at Lt. Tragg...

He stomped his foot in anger...

"Boss Lady, we are going to tow this cab and get a full lab inspection of it..."said Carlotta...

"Okay....Chica...Come on guys..let's go...."said Sissy as she, her detectives and all of the police and CSI people began to leave...

"Lieutenant...A word!" he said.

"I don't have time...I have POLICE work to do." said Sissy defiantly as she and her detectives walked away...

Lt. Tragg immediately got on his phone and called who else?? the Deputy of Operations...

From the looks of things ..He didn't get the response he wanted..

"Sir...She shows me no respect and her detectives show me no respect..What? What do you mean what was I doing here? What?? Well I don't know...They had some private investigator with them..Can you believe that..A P.I??. ..What? Yes...It was Kevin Morris..You know him? Yes sir...I am well aware that he has helped the department on numerous occassions.. No sir my head is not once again up my ass...Sir that kind of language...Yes..Well sir I-I- Sir...Yes sir...No sir..I was not impeding Lt. Van Buren's investigation.....Yes sir I imagine I could learn a lot from Lt. Van Buren, You are absolutely right sir..No Sir...No Sir sirrrrr...Yes Sir...Yess Sirrrrrrrrr Sir.... ...Well sir...I-I-I..No sirrr sir...Well no..I just...I just..No sirr...Well I thought....Well Sir...Yes sir...Alright sir...I-I'll have a report on your desk tomorrow morning..Yes sirr, sirrrrr...."he said meekly.

I was standing by my car....He was as red as a beet...I didn't know if he was going to cry or explode in anger..

"Everything okay Lieutenant?" I asked smiling broadly..

"ONE OF THESE DAYS....ONE OF THESE DAYS..I'M GOING TO PULL YOUR LICENSE OR RUN YOU IN OR BOTH MORRIS."he said.

"Hopefully you'll be able to do that while I'm actually in town right?" I said...

A couple of reporters heard me and laughed their heads off...

Lt. Tragg stomped his foot and stormed off...He jumped in his car and sped from the scene...

III-

I sat at a table in Graber's deli...The stylish deli owned by Bobby Dee and and talked to him....

''More than likely T-Mack is dead....I have the footage of him getting in the cab in front of your house....and we found the same cab miles away with a bullet hole in it and blood..More than likely, he was hit..."I said.

"Damn....I'm sorry he's dead..but that would have been a lot of money..." he said.

"There is a chance his body may never be found you know.." I said.

''Yeah I know...You did good work Kevin...Keep the dough..I just don't want the people in Camden to think I had anything to do with this..."he said.

''I don't think that they do..."I said.

''What about Basket? Clarence Basket...I know that you spoke to him..." he said.

"It wasn't him...He was in New York the day it happened and Napes was with one of Big Chicken's girls.."I said.

"You think it was New York?" he asked..

"I have no idea...You want me to look into New York?" I asked.

''Nah..." he said.

"This is your joint eh? Nice spot...Why is it called Grabers?" I asked.

"A guy named Jack Graber used to own this at one time...Of course it didn't look nothin like this..It was a small corner operation...You know with the pickle barrell, hay on the floor...you know...Poor Jack..he was a dreamer...He had plans to expand this place, add tables...create a glass front...the whole shootin match."he laughed..

"Much like you've done.."I said.

"Yeah...he borrowed 70G's from me....And didn't do nothin...Lost it on the ponies tryin to triple his money...He couldn't pay...he was weak...And he lost this place.." said Bobby Dee...

"Lost it or you took it?" I asked.

"He lost it...That's all you need to know."he said.

"Where is he today?" I asked.

''You know ,you ask a lot of questions...I guess that's your job." he said.

"Oh hell, trouble just walked in ." I said..

We both turned, only to see Lt. Tragg and two uniformed officers walking in the deli..

''Bobby Dee...Huh? You're coming down town....I need to question you about the disapearence of Tyrone Mack of Camden..." he said.

"Tragg, you're crazy...This is my client...He hired me to find him..."I said.

"Morris, you're also under arrest, Obstruction of justice...Cuff em boys" he said..

Just then I heard another familiar voice....It was Captain Eddie Cantrell...

"Officers, stand down." said Ed Cantrell..

''Ed what are you doing?" he asked.

"The question is..What are you doing? You have no charge on either of these men and further more this is not your investigation...It's Lt. Sissy Van Buren's...You know the policy on interfering with another detective's investigation..."said Ed Cantrell.

"Especially if it's your girlfriend right Captain sirr??..By the way...When are you getting married?" he said snidely.

"Lieutenant....I'm going to forget you said that.....Grow up!....Go home...This is not your case...You say another word and I'll write you up..Got it? Now get out of here....Officers, good night!" he said.

"Yes Sir Captain." they both said and exited...

Lt. Tragg was once again as red as a beat and stormed out of the deli...

"He really needs to do something about that" I said.

"He'll get over it."Good Night Kev...In the future, pick better company. Lt. Van Buren was worried about you Kevin..She gave me a call..."said Captain Cantrell....

"Thanks Captain Cantrell."I said. Good Old Sissy, always having my back!

"Thank you Captain" said Bobby Dee...

Eddie Cantrell looked at him..He smiled wryly...

"I didn't do this for you Bobby Dee...I did it for my man Kevin...One day I hope to see you locked up for what you did...Catch you later " he said and smiled and walked out...

I looked at Bobby Dee...He shrugged his shoulders....

I smiled and shook my head.

(TO BE CONTINUED)

Feeding The Hungry

noreply@blogger.com (Keith) — Tue, 24 Feb 2015 05:00:00 +0000

I sat in the Oyster house , sucking Oysters and drinking beer when I saw my friend, Walter "Kool Kat" Jones working his way through the crowd...Like me,he was dressed like a wall street banker...He had a beautiful dark tailored suit that fit his muscular six foot four frame just right...He had on his dark aviator shades and that baleful stare that scared the piss out of everyone who crossed his path...

He saw me and managed a smile and joined me on the stool I had had reserved for him...I already had his favorite micro brew sitting in front of him and a basket of fried shrimp and french fries...

"Ouuuu this must be somethin big Kev...First off ,you called me before I had to hear about it on the street and before you got yourself in a rowdy dow with some dangerous playa....And you got my micro brew and my shrimp and fries all lined up...What's the caper Kev?" he said.

I smiled at my friend..

"You ever hear of Bobby Driscoll?" I asked...Knowing that a man of the streets like him had heard of him...

"You mean Bobby Dee..the juice man...??" he laughed..

"The same..He's my client!" I said.

"What? We usually put guys like him away..What does he want?" asked Kool Kat.

"He had a sit down three days ago with a guy from Camden...Tyrone Mackey..."I said.

"T-Mack...Yeah..He's got the hot package on the streets now of days...All the independent crews in West and Southwest Philly and the white boys in Manyunk and Roxborough buy from him...."said Kool Kat..

I smiled..

"I knew I wouldn't have to school you too much Kools...Anyway...They used to buy from him...He got in a cab after meeting with Bobby Dee and hasn't been seen or heard from in three days...He and Bobby Dee were setting up a lucrative money laundering deal.."I said.

''Camden thinks Bobby Dee might have had something to do with this guy's disapearence...Only he wouldn't have...He would've stood to lose millions of dollars..."said Kool Kat.

"Right!!! He hired me to find him or find out what happened to him as a show of good faith to Camden...He doesn't want any trouble with Mackey's people..."I said.

"I see.."said Kool Kat.

"Kools..I been in Camden, West Philly,South Philly,Manyunk,Roxborough talking to all of the players and they don't know a thing..I checked this guys credit cards,debit cards, bank accounts and his cell phone..nothing...No movement in 72 hours...I talked to his family,friends, associates..They know nothing and haven't heard nothing...So I got to thinking...Maybe a rival hit this guy ,so that he could place his package on the streets.." I said.

Kool Kat ate and drank his beer...He was deep in thought...

"Who you think? New York??" he asked..

"Nahhh, a little closer to home...Clarence Basket..."I said.

He smiled..

"Him! Yeah..that would make sense...But he has no reach in Manyunk or Roxborough..."said Kool Kat..."Not with the White Boys...They don't know him or trust him...They knew T-Mack..." he said.

"Well maybe he's about the business of making new friends." I said.

Kool Kat laughed...

''Well then let's find him and find out huh?"he said..

''Exactly." I asked.

II-

Clarence Basket was the younger brother of former Fathead Newton soldier, Charles "Bread " Basket... He symbolized the new generation of playas....He had no criminal record whatsoever...and actually held a Bachelors Degree in economics and an MBA...

By day, he worked in a cushy office job in downtown Philly, had a pricey loft in Center City....Drove a 2015 BMW with his initials monogrammed on the sides..By night though..He financed a hot package of both Heroin and Cocaine on the Main Line and in parts of Overbrook...His clients were mostly White college students who would pay big bucks...but it was said that he was looking to make in roads into the huge market in West Philly,Southwest Philly, Roxborough and Manyunk sections of the city....Unfortunately...T-Mack from Camden had beat him to it....

Not anymore...In just 72 hours...T Mack was gone and Clarence Basket was the man...selling to Mack.s hungry clients in West and Southwest Philadelphia and according to the word on the street ,talking to crews in Manyunk and Roxborough...

Kool Kat found him and his number two, Charlie Napier..known on the street as "Napes " in a tony little steakhouse...

We walked toward where he was dining with a shapely and attractive young woman in the back...His enforcer, Charlie Napier blocked our path...

"Relax Napes....I just want a word with your boss, that's all." I said.

"I don't give a damn what you want.....He's busy right now..so beat it.."snarled Charlie Napier...

Kool Kat smiled..

''Excuse me Kevin..." he said and pushed me aside...

"I don't think you understood what my partner here asked you." said Kool Kat...

"Look Walter...I aint scared of you...I know about your feirce street rep old school, but that don't bust no grapes here..."said Charlie Napier who had a fierce street rep himself..

Kool Kat laughed......

Charlie went to swing...Kool Kat blocked it..He swung again..Kool Kat blocked that...

Then I heard the sound of a huge slap....Kool Kat had punched him so hard that he left his feet and slammed up against the wall....and fell to the floor.

People turned around and gasped...

Charlie Napier stood up, stumbled and fell to the ground again,out like a light...

Clarence Basket was stunned...

"Hey...What do you guys want?" he said...Shocked..

"Just a word with you in private my man...I didn't mean for it to get like this.."I said almost apologetic...

I didn't wait for him to invite me...I sat down at his table...Kool Kat stood a distance away and smiled...

A waiter and another man helped Charles Napier up...He was holding his jaw...His eye was black and nearly shut...

"I'm Kevin Morris...I'm a private investigator..."I said.

He looked at the young lady sitting with him....he peeled off a few twenties....

"Ugh here...buy yourself a few things and come back in a few minutes sugar!...This man and I have to talk babe." he said...

She smiled..Kissed him on the cheek and got up.....

"So what is this about?" he asked.

"Tyrone Mackey...Where is he?" I asked.

"I don't know...Why would I know?" he said.

"Well...until 72 hours ago...He had the hot package on the streets...Now he's missing and you have the hot package on the corners...."I said.

He looked around...

"Who you with?" he asked..

"The man who hired me wants certain people in Camden to know that he had nothing to do with T-Mack's disapearence.." I said.

"Bobby Dee? " he asked..

I said nothing...

He pulled me closer..

"Look...I didn't have anything to do with that...but guys started calling me, reaching out after a period...All I was doing was feeding the hungry....If T-Mack shows up...whatever arrangement they had remains the same...Unless of course they like what I'm selling ,which is a higher grade of product.." he said.

I smiled..

"Ever the businessman eh Clarence?" I laughed..

"Hey man, you know how it is.."he said.

I smiled and nodded..." Same Bone, different dog." I said. Now it was his turn to smile.

"Look man...three days ago...I wasn't even in Philly..I was in New York...I had no beef with T-Mack...I had nothing to do with this...I swear...I come back home...He's gone...I get a few calls from some of his clients for re-ups...They say...We aint heard from Mack and we can't get him on his phone..So..I'm in business...But only business...No other stuff." he said.

"Okay man...But I had to ask..." I said...I shook his hand and stood up...

I looked at Charlie Napier...

"You might want to see if they have a cold steak here to put on your face...It's swelling."I said.

Charles Napier looked at me like he wanted to strangle me...

Kool Kat snarled at him..

"Tell me again about how you aint afraid of me." he said...

Napes didn't want anymore of Kool Kat...He straightened his clothes out and stared balefully at us...

Kool Kat cracked his knuckles ...

"Oh ,you gonna mean mug me right? Apparently you didn't get enough!" said Kool Kat..

"Come on big man..I think he got the message..Let's get out of here."I said.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Charlie Napier sigh a breath of relief...He really didn't want to go another round with Kool Kat...He was just trying to save face...A face that wouldn't have been recognizable after a few more punches from Kool Kat.

III-

As Kool Kat and I headed home he turned and looked at me...

"You believe him Kevin?" he asked..

"Until I have reason to think otherwise...Yes I do...Look...Bobby Dee stood to make a small fortune doing business with him...He had no reason to kill him...This guy Baskett clearly benefits from him being gone...but he doesn't appear to have that hunger to motivate him to make a move against a guy like this...I don't know...I just don't see him...doing this...It doesn't feel right.."I said.

"So where do you go now?" asked Kool Kat..

"I don't know...It's like I hit a brick wall..."I said.

"You know..You may never find him..." said Kool Kat.

"I know...and I'd sure hate to have to return Bobby Dee's dough if I can't.." I said.

Kool Kat did a double take and looked at me as he drove...

"Well if you have any trouble out of him..I'm a phone call away..." he said..

I smiled at my friend..

"I know...it's all good baby." I said.

IV-

A day later ,I met with my operatives at Morris Investigations in the basement of Morris Communications...My multi-media company...Where I was Chief Operating Officer...That was my day job...My night job was of course, a Private Investigator....

In the basement of my company was headquarters where I had computers,laptops, monitors ,files on all of my past cases...

Tonight I sat with with Peeping Tom, former CIA operative who helped me equip this basement office with the kind of equipment that would rival most police departments...Lockpick Johnson, his partner...a man who could get into any building and beat almost any security system...My boy, Sean Jackson...Who along with these two were my go to guys for surveilience ... Also there were my boys, Clerow and Owen Todd who provided security for me at times...

"Well Kevin...Clarence Basket was telling the truth...He was in New York , according to his debit and credit cards....He was there all day...He also paid a toll on the George Washington Bridge the next morning and on the Ben Franklin Bridge coming back to Philly."said Peeping Tom

"Okay..So he couldn't have done it..."I said.

"Boss Man..A guy like him doesn't get his hands dirty....He wouldn't have done it.."said Clerow..

"Good point."I said.

"Yeah well Owen Todd and I checked out his boy, Charles Napier like you asked...He was shacked up with one of Big Chicken's pros the entire day...And there are no calls on either of their phones or any movement of any major money from their accounts..."said Sean Jackson.

"So that clears those two..."I said.

"My friend at the police department let me look at the Street cam and ATM cam footage from that day and we did get the license plate number for that cab...and the company.."said Owen Todd...

Clerow, Sean Jackson ,Peeping Tom and Lockpick Johnson looked at Owen Todd..

I said-"Friend on the Philly P.D.? I thought I was the only one with friends on the force."I laughed..

"Well she aint a high fallutin Lieutenant like Sissy Van Buren or a detective....Just a girl I was seein and she uh kind of let me take a look see.." said Owen sheepishly...

I pulled the license plate photo...

"Good friend to have.."I said smiling..

"Oh and Kev..If you do see your Lieutenant friend..uh please don't mention this." he said..

Clerow smiled that toothy grin of his..

"I won't say a word.."I assured him..

We all laughed...and called it a night...

It was slim, but it was all I had....Tomorrow...I'd visit the cab company and see if I could get a make on this cab.

V-

When I got home...Sepia was still up...She was sitting in the bedroom window...

"Hey babes.."I said.

She smiled and put her arms around me and gave me a big wet juicy kiss...

"Get anywhere on this case?" she asked..

"No just a bunch of dead ends..."I said frowning...

"Aww don't frown....Maybe I have something that will make you feel better."she said as I took off my clothes and sat on the side of the bed exhausted..

"Ummmm,I know you do babes..."I said as I slid her practically see through sheer white nightgown over her head and began deep throat kissing her...

Sepia began fondling me softly and kissing my chest,my neck, my earlobes and once again my lips...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Ohhhh lawd.."I moaned...

I slipped her panties down...

and we practically crashed on the bed as I entered her warm and very moist center and began to enter her ...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu....oh my goodness Kevin...Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.."she moaned as we began to make sweet love...

"Yessssssssssssssssss..."I sighed...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.."she moaned..

The bedsprings began to squeak and our bed's headboard began smacking against the wall...

"Ummmmmmm.." she moaned...

The next five hours....We made passionate, sweaty ,primitive love....groaning and moaning...

Sepia's eyes got as wide as saucers and her mouth opened but no sound came out....tears and sweat streamed down her face and she began shaking and gyrating something fierce....

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..I'm cumming...I'm cumming...."she moaned..

I began to slowly erupt myself...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.."I cried out...

I finally pulled out and lie on my back ,trying to catch my breath....Sepia was still shaking and moaning..

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..I'm still cumming...I'm still cumming...."she moaned for awhile and then slowly stopped shaking....

She smiled at me and kissed me again..

"Wow! that was good.." she said..

"I was just feeding the hungry baby." I said...

"What?" she said laughing....

"Just feeding the hungry."I said laughing remembering what Clarence Basket had said to me earlier in the night..

"Funny,that's what I thought I was doing."laughed my wife, Sepia.

TO BE CONTINUED