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Monday, January 21, 2013

Murder Goes Down Easy

I arrived on the scene just as they were hauling the body out of the apartment building....I was a little disappointed....Detective Carlotta Rodriguez was not the first one at the scene...and for a major murder case...The only type that brought me, Assistant District Attorney, Keith Wallace out in the first place...

Shame on me for putting my personal thoughts or lusts on to this case....A man was dead!! Murdered....And all I could think about was a sexy little detective that I had more than just a thing for... Detective Barlow was at the scene of this one...

"What'cha got Detective Barlow?" I asked as he approached me...

"His name is Lucious Fortlow....Judge Lucious Fortlow" said Detective Barlow.....

"Oh My God" I said.

"You know him ?" he said.

"Yes...I had just talked to him a week ago....He was supposed to be leaving for L.A. today... Judges summit." I said.

''That explains the anonymous call we got." He said.

" What anonymous call?" I said.

" Some broad called me and said...'Thursdays child has far to go...and then instructed me as to where I could find Judge Fortlow's body." he said.

"Well, it is Thursday....and he would have been taking a flight to Los Angelas from Philly.... That fits." I said.

"We got a serial killer on our hands boss." said Detective Barlow...

"Now hold up Jimmy...We don't know that yet." I said.

"Oh Yeah? Well Tyriq caught a simular case just last week." He said.

''What? Detective Pile??? What kind of case?" I asked.


"The Jockey...Little Ricky Lundy....heard of him?" he asked.

"Yeah..Yeah...I've heard of him..." I said.

"Well same thing...Some woman called and said -"Wednesdays Child is full of woe." and He and the boys found Little Ricky, in the same type of place... a real low rent district hotel like this...with two shots to the dome...Just like my man here..." he said.

"Oh my God...I doubt that the Judge and a charactor like Little Ricky travel in the same circles or even know each other.." I said.

"Okay...well do the preliminaries....and tomorrow..I'll be stopping by your Lieutenant's office...I want some reports...

"I'm on it boss." he said and I got in my car and pulled off..

II-





I stopped in Josies...and to my surprise...I saw the woman of the hour, Sissy Van Buren, Lt. of Homicide sitting at the counter, looking sexy as all get up, with a pitcher of water beside her and two beers...
I sat down next to her....

"Drinking alone?" I asked.

"Well, if it's not my favorite ADA." she laughed...

"We may have a problem.." I said.

She looked at me...

''What problem?" she said.

"The only kind that brings me out personally... multiple homicides." I said.

"We got two... A Judge, who was a personal friend of mine..high profile and a somewhat famous Jockey , who has connections to the underworld ,who were both murdered and both detectives got a weird phone call telling them about it." I said.

"Try four murders counselor!" she said.

"Huh?" I said.

"Chica got a call last Monday... It was a female...husky voice...She said -"Monday's Child is fair of face.."Then she told Chica where she could find the body of the actress....Tamala Gordy...You know, who's in all of the plays and musicals..." she said.

"Oh yeah...I know her...she's gorgeous!" I said.

"Was gorgeous...We found her in a bathtub of hot soapy water, drowned in a real low rent flophouse..." she said.

I shook my head...

"And it gets better....I get a call....just twenty four hours later...Same woman....She says "Tuesdays Child is full of grace...." Chica and I check it out and we find the famous gay activist and performance artist, Brad Dancer...far from his home...in a flophouse...with two bullets to the back of the head...." she said.

"Wowwwwww..." I said.

"None of these people knew each other or travel in the same circles....These killings appear to be random.."I said.

"They do...but they all have the phone call and the rhyme in common..." she said. "I've told Chica and Tyriq not to mention to the press anything about the phone call or the rhyme..I don't want whoever this is getting the publicity they are trying to get..." said Sissy.

"Good thinking....I'll call Barlow and tell him the same...He caught today's case.." I said.

"Good...Now enough shop talk...What are you drinking?" she said.

"A Corona.....Hey where is Eddie C.?" I asked.

"I don't know.....I'm the top cop huh?  I can find murderers, but I can't find my man....My man finds me when he wants some good lovin, but other than that... He's M.I.A." she said.

I could see that there was trouble in paradise...

"By the way..Where is your girl, my favorite detective?" she asked.

"I was going to ask you....I figure she's working....We'll run into each other." I said.

"Yeah, you will...She really likes you...I mean really...and I know you're sprung like hell over her....I'm happy for you two." she said.

"Come on Sissy...Let me take you home..." I said.

I expected an argument, some resistance...but I got none...Sissy paid her bill and followed me out...I drove her to her home... I told her ,I'd pick her up and get her car tomorrow....She thanked me...Something was wrong....I could sense it...Another mystery for another time.

"Thanks Keith....for being a good friend..." she said.

"That's what good friends do for each other Lieutenant." I said.  ''Be Easy Sissy."

She gave me a wet kiss on the cheek...

"I don't think Chica will mind... I'm always easy babe!" she said and let herself in.

III-





The light was on in my condo...This was strange...I pulled my gun...I kept a .38 smokeless on me..just in case.. The door was unlocked... I kicked the door open and drew my gun only to see....Detective Carlotta Rodriguez, sitting on my living room couch in her panties and a wife beater, eating a banana seductively!!!!...

"Wow...is that how you greet me after not seeing me for three days?" she giggled...

I just laughed...

"Well Helllooooo....I was just having drinks with your lieutenant." I said.

" How is she?  She's been depressed over Eddie lately." she said.

"They break up?" I asked...

"No....but ever since they got back from Vegas...they've been arguing a lot....Except when they have mad break up sex...I shouldn't even be tellin you that....She's been on an emotional roller-coaster..." she said.

"Yeah..well she told me about your cases...with the rhyme and the mysterious phone calls...  Did you know that Detective Tyriq Pile got one also?? and today, Detective Barlow??" I said.

"No...I didn't know about them...but I do know something..." she said.

"It's in my pocketbook....Over there...I can't wait to tell Sissy tomorrow....The killer, at least my killer may have made a mistake..." said Carlotta...

In her pocketbook was a plastic evidence bag and in it was a whiskey shot glass...



''I re canvassed the scene....I think we got two people working together on this....And I think one of our killers was sipping Puerto Rican rum while this went down...I found it in the room where my victim was found." she said.  She was such a great investigator....

"Oh wow...DNA, fingerprints!!" I said.

"Yup...and from the smell of that glass...A special and expensive type of rum that can't be found too many places in this area." she said.

"How do you know?" I said.

"I know things...I wasn't always a cop....I had a life." she said.

"I know baby...I know..." I said.

"Looks like the  rum made murder go down a little easy..."she said.

"Indeed" I said.

She patted a place on the couch....

"Now come over here counselor and get reacquainted with your girlfriend." she said... I liked the way that sounded...I had to pinch myself....My girlfriend was the sexiest cop on the beat....Her Lieutenant was no slouch either....but I couldn't have them both.....They made my job so much more fun than it ought to be.

"Yes lawd....I know how to do that..." I laughed...

Just then...My phone rang......Who could be calling me at this hour ? I thought....

"Hello?"

"Fridays Child works hard for a living....you can find the body at the Frostbite Apartments in East Falls..You know where they are...Third floor.HAhahahahahahahahahahaha."

''Who is this?"

(Click!)

Carlotta looked at me ...

"Who was that?" she asked...

"Our Poet....She told me that Friday's child works hard for a living." I said.

"But it's Thursday night." she said.

I pointed to the clock on my wall...

It was 12:29 AM.....

"No....It's Friday morning!"

Carlotta looked at Me... I looked at her....The killer had struck again.


(Definitely To Be Continued.....)



3 comments:

Cheryl said...

Love that title...Story was great!

James Perkins said...

Looks like a good one!

Grover Tha Playboy said...

Carlotta,Carlotta,Carlotta! Damnnnnn!