My wife ,Sepia and I sat in our bathtub, which was filled with hot, bubbly,soapy water and a half drank bottle of champaigne on the side, next to the bubble bath bottle kissing passionately... I had been so busy working on this case...that I had been keeping late hours and when I was home, I was so beat that I was heading straight to bed...
I had been on my computer looking up financial records of everybody involved in the case and cross checking them...I had also been calling Attorney Stanley Simpkins at his home and his job...and to no avail...He hadn't been at work and he wasn't answering his phone at home... The same with Dwayne Cooper, the twin brother of the deceased Wayne Cooper...
Finally one night, Sepia said to me....
"You've been working sooooo hard....You need to relax lover...it'll clear your mind..."
I was ignoring her at first until she started undressing...
Needless to say...she was hard to ignore or resist...and be that as it may...we ended up in the bath tub.
Sepia's body was once again glistening as she stepped out of the tub,she was
stacked..a brickhouse as Lionel Richie would say. I wrapped her wet but
hot body in a towel, and we slow grinded to the bed in our bedroom.
''Ummmmmm, ever since I first met you, you've been all over me....I think you just want me for my body." she joked.
''Not a bad assumption..."I joked..
"Ouuuuu, you know you're wrong." she said in between wet sloppy kisses...
I'm talking and whispering and laughing as I step out of my
bathrobe...My erection just raging..She looked at it and her mouth just
opened...''Oh My God Kevin...Oh My goodness...you are huge!!...Ohhhhh
myyy, Somebody really missed me." she gasps.
I loved the way Sepia looked when she was naked..every last curve... I loved the way she
I walk her over to the bed whispering how much I want her, She kisses
me, I return her passion ,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 , something deep, something primal ,reconnecting. I pull her close... She is
already wet. I'm as hard as a baseball bat!...
"Ummmmmmmmmmm"she coos and then I mount her slowly....steadily.....Making love to her and savoring every stroke...
"OH MY GODDDDDD!!" she moans....as we make sweet love into the wee hours of the early morning!
It proves to be very relaxing!
The next day proves to be very invigorating...I approach this case with fresh eyes...As I said...I had checked the financial backgrounds of everyone involved.... Wally Drollinger, Cole Cummly, Rollie Rollerson and Sean 'Shakes" McGonigle were financially sound...at the top of their game and set to be making millions more...
Drug Kingpin, Nick "Two Guns' Cassidy had quietly taken over all of the "real estate " in an area that had been divided up amongst half a dozen would be Kingpins... Most of them were dead or in jail....It wasn't hard...There were a few independent crews operating....He took over most of them and those that were left, he ran out of the area with his superior manpower. All done without a shot being fired..
That being said...Even his fortunes were on the rise... Wayne Cooper, the mastermind and architect of this group was not doing well financially....Several of the companies he owned had gone belly up and the remaining were bankrupt or close to it.... He was still well off financially compared to the average guy, but definitely on the decline... The same could be said for Lola Devlin...she had squandered most of her inheritance and close to broke...
Dwayne Cooper, Wayne's twin brother, a well to do attorney had refused to throw his cash into the pot, according to what some of his friends had told me and he had recently floated a loan to his brother. Numerous calls to his office and his home yielded nothing.
"I'm worried about him, I haven't seen him in two weeks." said his secretary.
I checked his credit cards and debit cards....There was activity...Either he was dead and someone else was using his cards or he was using them and hiding out somewhere...At any rate...I needed to see him.
I was driving to Robert Foxworth's office when I saw police cars and sirens and a gaggle of Police... I looked and who did I see but Sissy Van Buren and Carlotta Rodriguez and another detective, I did not know.
"Hey Sissy, Carlotta, What happened here?" I asked.
"It's a lawyer...His name is Stanley Simpkins....He was shot and his wallet was taken." said Sissy.
''Did you say Stanley Simpkins?" I said...
"Don't tell me you know him too?" asked Carlotta.
"Yeah...He was Wayne Cooper's attorney...The one who drew up the contract for the investment club...I needed to talk to him." I said ,now visibly exasperated.
"Yeah, well somebody needed to talk to him more." said Carlotta..."Oh Kevin...This is the primary on this case...Detective Edwin "Duke"Baylor...she said...Introducing us...
" Pleased to meet you Kevin . I remember you from a case Sissy had a few years ago.It looks like a street hold up." he said. "Somebody acosted him as he left the bistro, shot him, took his wallet and dragged him around the corner...We found the wallet in the trash can....All the money is gone....but his credit cards are still in there. I got guys canvassing the area." he said.
"Thanks Detective Baylor." said Sissy...She looked at me and winced...
"Your little case has sure got my unit working...We have three open murder cases." she said.
"I think I can clear all of them for you." I said.
She looked at Carlotta , who looked at her and they both smiled...
"You can?" they both said.
''Something just occurred to me.. Did you guys lift the finger prints off of Wayne Cooper's body?" I asked.
"Yeah why?" asked Carlotta...
''Check em again...and give me a call later...I think I know who the killer is." I said and headed for my car...
''Where are you going?" asked Sissy.
"I'm going home...I've got to set something up....I'll keep in touch." I said.
At Penns Landing, I sat in the van with Peeping Tom and Lockpick Johnson...My associate , Sean Jackson was with me...
"You sure this is on the up Kevin?" asked Lockpick...
"Yes...This is Robert's boat...I had Robert,Chance and Cole furnish it ...I want you guys to wire the place....I called Rollie Rollerson and told him to call Lola Devlin and Dick Richards...and to meet him on this boat tomorrow...." I said.
"Sounds like you're runnin a con." said Lockpick.
''Oh I am ...Robert Foxworth is going to tell them that the contract is being rewritten and that they must have a meeting to discuss how the pot is going to be distributed...I told him that Wayne Cooper had left something in his will that was an abridgement of the original contract." I said.
"On a boat?" asked Sean Jackson...
"Yeah..on a boat...This is supposed to be a hush hush meeting." I said.
"You're thinking that Dick Richards or Lola Devlin is the killer right?" said Tom.
"Either it's them or the real killer won't be far behind." I said... "I need you to wire me up real good too." I said.
"I'll do my best." said Tom..
I was certain I knew who the killer was and I was going to trap this killer and clear up three fresh murders and about four otherwise suspicious deaths....It was a tall order I know...but I was certain I could do it.
I am a native of Philadelphia PA, USA; attended Darby-Colwyn High School 1973-76; attended Shippensburg University and majored in Journalism 1976-81; charter member of Kappa Omega Chapter, Kappa Alpha Psi Fraternity; served in US Air Force Reserves 1984-2006. I'm also a husband, father, and grandfather. My birthday is March 24th and my sun sign is Aries (The Ram). And, just so we're clear, let's establish from the door, Aries Rules! Okay?
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