Out Of The Night and Into The Day

Sepia and I were good and drunk....or buzzed at least from drinking all that wine...Lucky for us...Bonita and Robert had agreed to babysit for us...We were in no condition to pick Kimberly up...

We both walked into the bedroom and smiled sheepishly at each other...

"Hey girl..do you know what I'm thinking?" I asked..

Sepia giggled and fell into my arms...

"What you always think when you have me alone." she said..

I unzippered her dress and helped her out of it...And she helped me out of my shirt, trousers and shoes..

We were giddy, just laughing and kissing each other...

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....I pulled her close to me and took one of her breasts in my mouth, licking it softly...

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 midnight 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...

"My My My....you've certainly been pretty horny lately, More than usual..." Sepia Joked...

"I have so much inspiration.."I said as we continued kissing...

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...ouuuuuuu....good answer...." she cooed.

I heard the doorbell ringing...

"Kevin I hear the doorbell ringing.." said Sepia..

"I was that good? I joked...

"You were..Smarty....but the doorbell is really ringing.." she laughed...

I threw on a towel and my shirt and trousers and walked down the stairs to my door...I saw a Police car's lights...I wondered what this was about...

II-

 "Hi Kevin." said Sissy.

 "Heyy man, sorry to wake you up." said Duke...

To my surprise...Lt. Sissy Van Buren, Detective Edwin "Duke" Baylor and three uniformed policemen were at my door..

"Hi Kevin sorry to disturb you at this time of night, but there has been a shooting about three blocks from you.." said Sissy..

"It wasn't me....I've had too much wine tonight.."I joked.

Sissy smiled..

"You smell like soap...You just got out of the shower didn't you?" she laughed..

"Yup.."I said.

"Okay..I'm sorry to wake you...I just thought since this was so close you might know something..."she said and told me the address...

My eyes got as large as saucers...

"Oh My God...I was there...Not tonight..Yesterday...I was watching that place..."I said.

"You were? Why?" asked Sissy.

"I have a client....Deborah Sellers-Byers.....She's the wife of the owner of that apartment...She hired me to find out if he was cheating on her...He was...I have a DVD and photos of the husband and a girlfriend...I believe her name was uh ruh...Della...Della Jordan..."I said.

''Della Jordan?? That's the name of our victim!!!" said Sissy..

"Really? What was she doing there? She kind of left that place on bad terms..." I said.

"What happened?" asked Sissy...

"She was basically tired of being his side piece....She demanded that he divorce his wife or else..She was cutting off the loving..."I said.

"Well look..It is late...You wanna stop down my office tomorrow and make a statement?" asked Sissy..
"Oh and bring that DVD and those photos." she said.

"Sure..I can't imagine who would kill her...Well uh actually I can...And I sure hope I'm wrong." I said.

"We'll see...Good Night Kevin." said Sissy.

 "Good Night Kev." said Duke.

"Good Night Siss. Duke." I said.

III-

The next morning found Sissy and I standing on the rooftop of Police Headquarters as we had done many times before...

"You remembered...You brought me my coffee.."said Sissy with a smile..

"How many times have you and I done  this dance Siss?" I asked smiling...I brought her a tumbler of coffee with two creams, three sugars...Just like she liked it.. I also brought the DVD and the photos..I left them on her desk.

"The only reason I'm bringing these to you is my case is over..I got Debbie what she needed..Proof her husband was fooling around..."I said.

"That's motive you know...Kill the other woman...Especially since she's not only sleeping with the husband, but demanding he get a divorce..."said Sissy...

"She didn't do this....This ...This isn't her."I said.

"You know this how Kevin?"asked Sissy...

"She was with Sepia and I at the Wine Bar last night...I gave her the originals of the DVD and the photos...and received my pay...She was with us until..Oh 10:30 pm and then she left...Sepia and I left at midnight..."I said.

"Our victim's time of death was in between 11:00 and 12:00 midnight...She certainly had time to get over there and shoot our victim."said Sissy..

"I'm telling you Siss...This aint her...She didn't care about the girl...She was more hurt and angry at her husband...Find out where he was and what he was doing last night..." I said.

"Was this girl more than just a client of yours Kevin?" asked Sissy.

"Yeah...She and I were uh involved....A long time ago...before I met Sepia...

After I broke up with Angie..She was my uh rebound girl...you might say..."I said.

"I still can't believe you and Angie used to be a couple.." said Sissy , smiling...

"I was crazy about Angie...Probably more than she'll ever know...

And when we broke up..I was devestated....

Debbie came along right when I needed someone..I was so lonely and so busted up about breaking up with Angie...And Debbie and I clicked...She was a nice girl...Angie hated her...And to be honest...She liked the fact that she had me and that Angie no longer did..."I mused...

"You loved it, didn't you? Two women fighting over you somewhat?" asked Sissy ,giving me the serious side eye..

"Yeah,I kind of did..At first I wanted Angie to see what she was losing and to come back to me..."I said.

"Wow!  "said Sissy...

"Debbie and I were together for two years....She moved out to Los Angelas in search of fame...She was a Model and an Actress for awhile...Two bad marriages.....Now she was back in the area...She'd been back here for a year before I ran into her a few nights ago.."I said.

''Kevin...you know we still have to talk to her..Right?" asked Sissy...

"I know how it works...I won't get in  your way Siss...But this isn 't her...You are going to talk to the husband too right?" I asked.

"Yes of course..."said Sissy..."I'll keep you apprised." she said. "And I know you...I've known you too long...I expect you to keep me apprised too."she said and winked..

 I smiled and quietly left the rooftop.

IV-

Lockpick Johnson and I went to the scene of the crime that afternoon...

We were wearing Latex Gloves...I knew enough about crime scene investigation not to contaminate the scene...

I saw the blood and blood splatter on the wall...She was shot from behind...I had read the police report..She had been hit with a .357 mag...Debbie was a petite girl with small hands...I don't think she would have been able to handle a gun that size and with that kind of kick...

"Kevin, come here....I found something." said Lockpick Johnson...

"I don't know if the cops missed this or not...but I found these plastic shavings outside the door..."he said.

"What is it?" I asked..

"Let's go back to headquarters...and I'm explain it to you." he said.

After we got back to Headquarters...Lockpick Johnson explained it to me...

"As soon as I seen these plastic shavings on the front porch..I knew what they were....The Killer used a three dimensional printer..."said Lockpick Johnson...

"A what?" I asked.

"The creation of a 3D printed object is achieved using additive processes. In an additive process an object is created by laying down successive layers of material until the entire object is created. Each of these layers can be seen as a thinly sliced horizontal cross-section of the eventual objectAll they needed was a photo of the keys or the actual keys, It all starts with making a virtual design of the object you want to create. This virtual design is made in a CAD (Computer Aided Design) file using a 3D modeling program (for the creation of a totally new object) or with the use of a 3D scanner (to copy an existing object). A 3D scanner makes a 3D digital copy of an object. If the killer got a copy of the keys or the real keys...He or she made a copy....usually out of plastic...and viola..They let themselves in...Only problem is...that stuff doesn't sty together...It tends to fall apart...Which is how I found these plastic shavings.."he said.

I was amazed at his vast knowledge of security systems and things of this nature.

"Okay...so the killer made a dummy key...Avery Byers wouldn't need to do that...He owned the joint.He had keys...And the victim had a spare pair of keys on her..Real keys..."I said.

"So if it's not the husband...It has to be the wife right...Your client..??"said Lockpick..

"She didn't know where this apartment was...I showed her film of the inside...and sketchy if best photos of her husband and Della outside of it...She didn't live anywhere near there and she didn't know where it was...It couldn't be her.."I said.

"Then who?" he asked..

"I don't know...but somebody else has to be mixed up in this." I said.  "Good work Lock...I'll see you tomorrow." I said.

"See ya Kev." he said.

I went home...

Sepia greeted me at the door...

"Kevin..we have a guest." she said.

"A guest?" I said..

I looked in the living room and sitting there was Debbie...

"Kevin...I'm in trouble...That girl...That girl my husband was messin with was gunned down last night.."said Debbie..

"I know.."I said dryly...

"The police will think I did this...I saw a police car and a couple of detectives outside my house..They just missed me..I was coming from the gym...I'm a suspect..I didn't do this...I swear it wasn't me.."said Debbie...

"Debbie!" I said.

"Kevin you've got to help me...I swear...I didn't do this...I didn't know that girl...I didn't even know where that apartment was...or that it existed before you told me..You have to believe me." she said.

"Go down to police headquarters, talk to Lt. Sissy Van Buren....Make it easy on yourself...We'll work something out...I'm going to look into this.."I said.

"You think that's wise?" asked Debbie..

"Better than ducking them...Just tell them the truth...I know this wasn't you....I'm going to look into this further..It's what I do.."I said.

I believed her..but how could I help her?


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