Straightened Out

Lt. Cotton was right...You couldn't keep these murders low key or out of the media for long...Especially since either the killer or whoever was calling Monica made it known themselves....Sending the digital news service, social media and television news crime scene photos that only we would have and telling the media that a woman named "Annie Christian was slaughtering all of the immoral on the streets of Philadelphia...

The City was now in panic mode....A serial killer was on the loose and we, the Police...didn't have a single clue as to who we were looking for...

Our dead victim...the woman we found under the bridge was a runaway from Kansas City named Norma Jean Broward...She had a sheet....Petty theft...Prostitution....She also had an expensive loft...far too pricey for her to be able to afford.  She was said to have a room-mate-Anna Marie Chistenson....There was no photo of her and she hadn't been seen in a week.Her name was also on the lease.

Monica and I had identified her by her fingerprints and tracked her to her last known address...The rental company told us she'd been here for about six months and her rent was always paid on time by a J.Tamborelli... They had never seen the man or talked to him..just received an electronic payment from him.

That was a dead end too..It was as we expected..a phony name and the account was closed and empty as of yesterday...As if whoever knew that Norma Jean wouldn't be needing the account.

Lt. Cotton was dismayed...

"Look you two...I tried to keep this out of the media as long as I could...but whoever it is we are chasing told them himself or herself....The Mayor wants action on this fast...He wants more detectives working it...I still believe you two can crack this without a task force...but if you don't get some action on this fast...I'll have no choice...The brass is already talking about bringing the FBI in on this.." He said.

"Maybe you should."said Monica..

''What?  Mo-Mo...I've never heard you talk like this before...Now we have got leads...good leads.."I said.

 ''What leads? Every lead we had has led us to a dead end...We don't even know the gender of our killer for sure.."said Monica..

"It's been a long day Mo-Mo...Go home...Get some rest...Come back in the morning and try again..."said Lt. Cotton..

He looked at me....

"Take your wife home Nate...I've never seen her like this before..So bewildered,so defeated, so frustrated.."he said.

"I will sir, come on partner."I said...

As Monica and I flew home in my flying car, She rubbed my hands softly.....

"I'm sorry partner....I didn't mean that....We've been on this for 72 hours and we usually have more to go on at this point...I-I just feel so frustrated."said Monica..

"It's okay...I can't help but think that this killer has made a mistake somehow...and if she or he has...we have got to find it and exploit it."I said.

II-

At home, I took Monica in my arms and stared in her pretty brown eyes..

''When I first met you, you were the most fierce, intelligent and aggressive detective I knew...You were no-nonsense...You never gave up....You challenged me to be on top of my game like no other partner I've ever had...It's what turns me on the most about you..."I said.

''Awww stop it Nate, you're gonna make me cry...and anyway....that's not what turns you on about me the most...it's my boobies.." she said and laughed...

''Yeah...I suppose it is...I am ...I am uh...willing to see this thing through until the end...Until we crack it..I just need to know that you are too!" I said.

"I'm with you until the wheels fall off the cart...I just suffered a moment of doubt...Thank you..."she said.

"Thank me for what?" I said...

"Thank you for being strong for me.." she said.

"Always babes...That's what I'm here for...As your husband and your partner..."I said..

She unzippered my trousers.....and ran her finger across my lips....She kissed me softly......I returned her kiss...I unzippered her sweat suit and began to kiss her neck, her earlobes and her breasts...I unhooked her black lace bra and kissed her from her belly button up to her sweet lips...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuu...ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..ohhh Nateeee."she moaned..

She fondled my now rock hard penis... and helped me take my shirt off...I slipped out of my trousers...and helped her out of her sweat suit and soon we were in the middle of the floor kissing passionately, but saying nothing..

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh Nate!....ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.." she moaned as I slipped her panties down ......

I thrusted my tongue practically down her throat and while squeezing one breast with my hand..I lifted her up and positioned her on me as I entered her and began thrusting away...

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

 I laid her across her bed , a few minutes later and 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..I kissed her neck, between her breasts, her cheeks....She continued to kiss my lips and my ears and my chest...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuu Nate....Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu my lord...."she moaned..

"Mo-Mo....I waited all day for this..."I said.

"I know.."she said...smiling and still kissing me..

 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 even kissed my shoulder at one point...She was so soft...so moist and smelled so good...I was losing my mind....She was shaking and looking like she was on the verge of crying the entire time.......

"OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU...OHHH MY GOODNESS...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she moaned loudly ,obviously not caring who heard us....

We made sweet passionate love like this for over five hours...Monica began to shake and gyrate and tears began to stream down her face again....I was surprised at how passionate she was ...

"It's sooooooooooooooo goooddd...Oh my godddddddddddddd it's soooooo gooood Oh my Goddd Nate....ohhhhh don't stoppp, don't stopp...don't ever stop...ouuuuuuuuuuuu" she screamed as we both climaxed in a crescendo of sweat!

 She smiled....Her mouth was wide open as she stared at me..

"Ouuuuuuuu.." was all she would say... I smiled and gently felt her breasts...I gently kissed both of them....She leaned over and kissed me again..

"You were so..so intense....You made me cum like four times...You are the truth...." she smiled..

"Feel better?"I asked

"OH YESSS....I'm so glad I married you...."she said...

She gave me a nice sloppy, wet kiss....I pulled her to me and kissed her too..She felt my still very hard and engorged penis...Her mouth opened wide..

"Ouuuuuuu...I don't have to read your mind to understand how you are feeling right now! .."she laughed as we continued kissing and I mounted her once again...

"Oh My goodness!!!!......I thought you were done...Oh My goodness!!!!" she replied smiling and slowly kissing me as I entered her again...She was so warm,so moist...so inviting..

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Nate...ohhhh my goddd!..Ouuuuuuuu..." she cried out...as our bed began to squeak....The headboard slammed against the wall....She stared at me almost in disbelief.....

Another three more hours of sweet and tender lovemaking continued....We were both going to be very tired tomorrow at work...but neither of us cared at the moment...

She began to blow softly in my ear ,in between soft , wet kisses..which turned me on even more...and within twenty minutes... I exploded like a gusher ...Holding her tightly....Her body shook a little too..Tears ran down the side of her face..her body began shaking and her head turned from side to side...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...myyy goodnessss.." she exclaimed...still shaking like a church woman testifying......

We continued to hold each other for a few minutes....

"You okay?" I asked...

"I'm just fine..." she said, smiling serenely....She rubbed her index finger across my lips and kissed me again!


III-

The next day in the Squadroom, Detective Monica Nellis was her old self again....

 ''So what do we know so far?....Somebody is calling me just minutes after each one of these killings...We've tracked the cell phones...We've hit the cell towers...They're usually close by....We've found the phones...They're burner phones...We know that our last victim bought the wig and was wearing the clothes that our eyewitnesses saw her in when three of our victims were last seen...but what if she wasn't the killer? What if she was just bait...for the real killer? "said Monica..

"What if our killer isn't even a woman?  Though I have three eye witnesses at Guido Diaz's murder who swear they saw a woman  in an orange wig shoot him down.."I said.

"Yeah but they were at a distance...They didn't get a good look...I'm thinking this whole thing is a hoax..We've been played..We've been looking for a woman and our suspect is a man..."said Monica..

"That makes sense...Since your gentleman caller always seems to call you  right afterwords...  I brought coffee for you both..."said Detective Kylie White...

"Whoever my gentleman caller is...He has access to a lot of Yellow Cabs and Ubers...Kylie...find out if anybody suspicious has either started working there or hanging around in the past two weeks...when the killings began.."said Monica.

"I'm on it and I'm going to put a team on the cameras around there.."said Kylie..

"Speaking of which...My teams pulled these photos...OF ALL THREE OF OUR VICTIMS THE NIGHT THEY WERE LAST SEEN...AND LOOK..." I said ...

 In two photos we had a clear shot of all three of our murder victims and Norma Jean Broward, talking,drinking and walking the strip in the minutes before they were last seen...

And in one...We had a partial photo of a man....with his head partially turned...

"See babes...same man...in all three photos...He keeps his head turned away from any cameras...Which is smart...and look in the background...an empty cab...This is our guy....definitely our girl." I said.

"We don't have either one of them killing the girls...I think we should take a deeper look into our last murder victim.." said Monica.

Lt. Cotton smiled..

"Now that's the Mo-Mo I trained...She's back on her game.....I take it...you uh straightened her out last night?" he whispered to me...

I smiled..

"Well uh,I uh do what I do..."I said.

"Oh I know you do....I've uh heard you a couple of times."he laughed and patted me on the back...

"CATCH ME A KILLER GUYS!" he said.

Monica whispered in my ear..

"I sure could go for some more freaky sneaky right now..." she said and blew in my ear..

"Hmmm, well I think we can manage that..."I said,smiling sheepishly...

"You always want it...but we can't right now...We have to catch us a killer...You heard the Lieutenant..."she smiled...Although, we did go in the back hall and kiss for a few minutes...

IV-

Norma Jean Broward was from Kansas City ,Missouri...She had just about burned all of her bridges...Her Father was doing a life sentence for murder...Her mother, in and out of jail for prostitution and drug offenses had to give her up....There she went from one foster home to another...She was caught in bed with the husband of one of her foster mothers at the age of 16 and tossed out...

She went to live with another family...The Nowles...They had twins of their own...Rollie and Nicole Nowles...both of whom had a long criminal record...Nicole for drug offenses and prostitution, Rollie for Car Theft,Burglary and A series of heists....Which was strange because they came from a near cult like religious household where it was alleged that they were abused and punished for every transgression...Especially Rollie , who is a suspect in an unsolved three year old murder.

"Wow...quite a pair..quite a trio..."I said..

"Here's where it gets cute...Rollie seems to have dropped off the grid for three years...He'd be twenty years old now...No sign of him in Kansas City....Though he has an Aunt here in Philadelphia....Nicole hasn't been seen or heard from in Kansas City either...for three years...and we have three arrest records for prostitution for an "Anna Marie Chistenson, that's the room-mate of our murder victim...that we couldn't find. Look closely  at the mug shots."said Monica.

"Oh My God...Nicole Nowles and Anna Marie Christenson are one in the same....I'm surprised nobody cross checked.  Anna Marie Christenson.....Annie Christian. This could be our killer."I said.

"Long shot....but who knows...we've cracked cases with just as much or less."said Monica.

Just then Kylie White walked in...

"It took me awhile...but I found this picture...He just started working for the cab company about two weeks ago and before that he was an Uber driver for about a year until they fired him...He used the name Ronnie Boaz...but it's an alias...I ran it through facial recognition and it turns out he's Rollie Nowles from Kansas City...A suspect in an unsolved homicide...Hasn't been seen in three years..." She said.

''And this is his twin sister...Nicole Nowles...Also from Kansas City...Nicole hasn't been seen or heard from in Kansas City either...for three years...and we have three arrest records for prostitution for an "Anna Marie Chistenson" here in Philly.. Look at the mug shots."said Monica.

"Oh My God!!! That's her!!!"said Kylie.

''They have an Aunt here in Philly....It's his only known address....We need to get on this..."I said.

Just then, My old partner, and Kylie's boyfriend ,Detective Wally Becker walked in...

"Heyyy Nate, Monica..."he said and grabbed Kylie around the waist and planted a wet sloppy kiss on her..

Kylie blushed...

"Wallyyyyy stopppppppppp..we're at workkkkkkkkk..." she protested...

"Kylie was telling me about your case and your victims...As you know...Three of your girls were on the street for the now late Guido Diaz....but your fourth girl...Norma Jean Broward...her street name was "Pixie."she was the main squeeze of the also late "White Boy Slim"...Not just on the streets, but his woman...He was paying for that fancy spot she was living in...and she was there for four years..Some other broad moved in and put her name on the lease oh like about six months ago..."he said.

"That explains a lot...Norma Jean fled to Philly,to get away from either Kansas City or the Nowles Twins...They found her and set up shop..."I said.

"They've killed Guido and White Boy Slim and the competition...and they've got us chasing a psychopath...Guys...I think we just got hustled.." said Monica.

"They've got an Aunt here....Maybe that's where they are staying.."I said.

''Let's get on it.."said Monica.

We located the Aunt's Apartment....

''No way the three of them could all be living here."said Kylie.

"They weren't..Just Rollie and her...The two girls had the loft..."said Monica..

''Funny...Her mail has piled up ....This must be a week's worth.." I said.

Wally Becker tapped on the door...

"POLICE! OPEN IT UP!!!" he said...

He looked at me..I nodded and we kicked the door in...

The smell overwhelmed us..

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" we all said in unison...

Monica and Kylie walked into the bedroom and there ,sitting in the rocking chair was the near mummified remains of Mrs. Ruby Nowles-Keeler...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...the smell...How long has she been dead?" they asked.

V-

"She's been dead about a month.."said Monique at the Medical Examiner's Office...

 ''A MONTH??"asked Monica

 "And nobody checked in on her? Nobody smelled that odor??"I asked.

''Well her nephew had been living there..and everybody assumed he was taking care of things..He hasn't been seen in three weeks...but we got one good photo of him taken by the building camera."said Kylie..

"You mean that building had cameras...Working cameras....??" I asked.

Monica laughed and rubbed my hands...softly...

"Oh and guys...She wasn't murdered...She died of natural causes...She was 89 years old." said Monique...

"So the question is...Where is he?  He can't be living there and his murderous twin sister is on the loose."I said.

''He told me that until she's crucified...he would live his life in a taxi cab...Hmmm,I wonder.." mused Monica.

We were home again.....End of a long day,but a better day..We had two viable suspects and we had a quiet city...Nobody had been murdered today....It was perhaps a cooling off period for the killer or killers...They had no idea that we were as yet on them...Which was in our favor...

Monica lie across the bed..

"Thank you baby..."she said and rolled over and kissed me..

''For what?" I said.

"For being a good partner....and being a good husband...you really straightened me out, got me back on my game.."she said..

"You'd of done the same for me.."I said.

"Awww you're so modest...anddddddd hard..."she said feeling my trousers...

Within minutes my trousers were off and we were lying on top of the bed, kissing passionately and moaning...

Today had been a good today...I was hoping tomorrow would be a better one.


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