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Tuesday, November 8, 2016

Red Moon In Retrograde


I passed a cup of coffee to my wife...Detective Monica Nellis....

"Awww thank you baby.." she said...

''We just got an ID on our shooter.." I said..

"I know..I just talked to my sister...His DNA was a dead giveaway....He's Ronnie Harvey, ex-Marine Sniper.. 28 kills to his credit in combat...Discharged years ago for psychological problems...A suspect in at least 12 contract killings...."said Monica..

"That's right and we had five different addresses for him.."I said.

"I checked em out...He's not at any of them..."said Detective Kylie White ,who had just joined us...

"The last one...He left about two weeks ago....And he suddenly quit his job....and closed his bank account..but not after 90K was deposited in his account two weeks ago." she said.

''Let me guess...The money came from a pocket or dummy account, right?" Asked Monica.

"Yup..We traced it to a bank in Vancouver.....The account is closed...and the people at the bank said the entire account was negotiated on line...They never met the person who actually owned the account."I said.  "How did your interviews go with the brass?" I asked Monica.

"I interviewed Captains, Lieutenants, the Deputy of Operations and even the Mayor and cleared them all.. Lieutenant Snelling of Internal Affairs was very helpful..a little too helpful...All he wanted to talk about was my centerfold in Hot Copz..and ask me out for drinks...I told him I was married..He was surprised ...He didn't know....I think he's been living under a rock...He asked who my husband was and I told him...The Primary on this case..He simmered down a bit..and we got down to business.."said Monica..

"Okay..So we know it wasn't any of our people...So ,I hate to say this...but our next logical suspect is...His wife..." I said..

Just then, Rodney Steigerson's wife , Monica Steigerson walked in...A stunningly beautiful blonde...

''Oh My God...Is this the Homicide Department?" she asked...She appeared to be distraught...

"Yes it is...Mam." said Monica..

''Who are the case detectives assigned to my husband's case?" she asked.
"I'm one of them...I'm Detective Monica Nellis...The lead Detective is my husband...Detective Nate Nellis mam." said Monica.

"My name is Monica also... Monica Steigerson....Now why are you two here? Why aren't you out solving my husband's murder?" she snarled angrilly...

"Mam...we have been working around the clock on your husband's murder...We have positively identified your husband's killer...I shot him last night...but he got away..but he left a lot of blood behind and he smoked a cigarette while he was on that roof...We got DNA from both and we identified this man..." I said showing her a photo...
"His name is Ronald Harvey...He's an ex-Marine Sniper and suspected , hired killer...as your husband's shooter..His DNA and my eyewitness account positively identifies him as the killer...We have a citywide manhunt out for his arrest right now as I speak.." I said.

She looked stunned...

"Oh....Well uh, do you know where he might be?" she asked.

"No! We don't! We checked out five known residences mam..He had left all of them...Do you know anyone who would have a reason to harm your husband mam? He's hired help...We checked...He didn't know your husband!" said Monica..

"Jealous cops who wanted his position..." she said.

''We did a thorough investigation of all of our personell...and we cleared all of them..."I said.

"Like you're going to arrest and or indict a captain or Lieutenant or one of your higher ups.." she said.

"Mam..My wife and I arrested the Deputy of Operations for the murder of our last full time Commissioner's wife...and we are the ones who exposed his affair, which drove him out of office..We investigate murders..and we don't care who commits them.."I said.

"Well...I..I see..." she said.

"You weren't at the dinner last night with the mayor mam" said Monica.

"No I was not...I was at home...Alone..." she said.

''Can anybody verify that mam?" I asked.
"Are you trying to accuse me of having anything to do with my husband's murder?" she asked ,now crying profusely...
"No, but we have to ask...We are trying to eliminate all suspects.."said Monica..

"I'm leaving..If you have any other questions...Talk to my damn lawyer." she said and ran out...

Kylie looked at her, shook her head....

"Not a happy camper.." she said.

I whispered to Monica..

"I sure wished you had your powers back..and could have read her mind.."

"I don't need to be a mind reader to know that ,that was an act...I think she was fishing..trying to find out how much we know...For somebody...I was watching her body language, her expressions while we were talking to her..How tense she got when we said we definitely knew who the killer was.."said Monica.

"Wow!  You are so intuitive....Did you know that I was in love with you the minute I laid eyes on you?" I said..

"You weren't in love with me...You wanted to sleep with me..You eventually fell in love with me...but yeah, I knew it...EVERYBODY KNEW IT!" she said and rubbed my hands softly..."But.....I'm in love with you now! And Everybody that knows me, knows that!

II-
We studied the monitors of the Street, ATM, Business and Traffic Cameras in the area and we picked up our killer..

"That's our guy entering the building...at least an hour before our dinner part arrived..He had a bump key....Which means he had this area scoped out a week before...He knew just where to be...Just where he would have almost perfect cover...He took his shot , but unfortunately..I saw him..He never had time to take his gun apart..."I said.

''We traced the gun...It was stolen from the armory..a year ago..."said Kylie...

"So we got him...There's Nate and Me chasing him...There is the shootout...And then he vanishes in that alley..." said Monica..
We all looked at the alley...

''A person doesn't just vanish into thin air"said Kylie..

"He did!!...CSI and uniforms recanvassed the area..They didn't find a thing..."said Monica..

"What's around the corner from that alley?" I asked.

"This place...The Good Rest Funeral Home." said Kylie.

It was a huge forebading place...

"That place still open?"I asked..

''Yeah"said Monica. "We ought to check it out."she said.

"I love you both, you know that...but I aint goin in no funeral home.."said Kylie.

"Scared Kylie?" I asked ,smiling..

"Hell Yeah.." she said.

"Ohhh okay scaredy cat...Nate and I will go.." said Monica.

"I'll go...but the first sign of a Zombie or Vampire and I'm out of there."said Kylie..


Monica and I cracked up laughing...

III-

Lt. Cotton and Monique Talbert were doing what they usually did during the lunch hour at the Medical Examiner's Office..

Kissing passionately...

"Ummmm Sugar baby....you feel so good." he moaned..

"So do you Frankie...and you know I'm not going to do anything with you in here this afternoon don't you?" she said softly...

"Aww come on baby." he said, continuing to kiss her...

"Nooooooooooo, we almost got caught last week remember?  Stop by the house tonight after work." she said.."After you take me out to dinner." she added...

"You've got me wrapped around your finger, you know that?" he said smiling.

"You have me wrapped around yours too!" she said..

"If sooo then uh let's go in your office and close the door.." he said..

"Nope.." she said...

"Ummmmm" she said as they continued kissing....

"I'd better go then before things get out of control." he said...

''Dinner tonight?" she asked.
"Of course....Freaky Sneaky afterwords?" he asked..

"All you can handle....." she said and smiled...

"Then it's a date."he said, smiling...
"I thought you'd like that.." she said...

After he left...Monique thought about Monica...She was worried about her...During the Red Moon, she was usually without her powers of telepathy ....but when it returned...her head was filled with loud voices...It nearly crippled her until she could tone them down mentally...She was usually sick for a few hours...

Usually she was at home when this happened ,where her or her mother could look after her....She didn't know where she was now..but she didn't need to be out working a case..

IV-

The three of us headed for the Good  Rest Funeral Parlor... I landed a few feet from it....

It was a huge foreboding place....Right around the corner from where our shooter vanished the night before..

"How bout I stay outside and guard the front?" asked Kylie...

I smiled..

"Okay...that's a good idea...If we aren't out in thirty minutes, come inside ,guns blazing.."I joked.

"Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet...I'm out." she joked....

 Monica and I walked inside...It was very cool and it smelled like fresh Lilacs....

There was no one in the parlor...

"It's creepy in here...You aren't scared are you bae?" she asked.
"Come on Mo-Mo...I'm a grown ass man,I'm not afraid of a funeral parlor....

"CAN I HELP YOUUUUUUUUUUU?" came a voice..

"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I yelled out...

A creepy man with a white shirt and a crew cut greeted us...

Monica tried hard, but couldn't conceal her laughter....

"We are uh, Detect- Detectives...Monica Nellis and Nate Nellis...Homicide..." she managed to say...

I had gotten myself together....

Another man walked out..He was a well dressed...Short, portly white man with a beard....

"Welcome to the Good Rest Funeral Home..I'm Mr. Phillips...Jed Phillips , can I help you?" he asked..

"We are homicide detectives..We are just canvassing the area...There was a murder a few blocks from here last night.." I said.

"A Murder?? Oh My God!!!" he said. "Hankie..Did you know about any murder around here?" he asked his assistant..

"No sir..I slept like a baby..." he said..

"He ....He stays here??" I asked.

"Hankie?? Oh yessssssssssss..He lives in a room upstairs..Who got shot?" he asked..

"I didn't say anything about anybody getting shot." I said...Wishing more than ever that my wife's powers were in effect..so she could read this guy's mind...

"Ohh...Oh..Oh well I-I-I uh was uh just assuming..." he said.

Monica turned her head...She was trying to conceal the urge to laugh, I know...She showed Mr. Phillips a photo of Ron Harvey...
"This is our shooter....His name is Ronald Harvey...He's a very dangerous man...Now he's a cop killer..He murdered our Deputy Commissioner.." said Monica.

"Oh myyyyyyyyyyyy..You know this for sure?" asked Mr. Phillips.

"We witnessed it..My partner shot him , he lost a lot of blood....We got DNA from his blood and saliva off of a cigarette he smoked near the sniper rifle he used...His DNA is on file because he's an ex- serviceman...We KNOW it was him..Have you seen him?" asked Monica..

"Uh No mam..Here at Good Rest Funeral Home..We deal with uh dead people...Not the living...Let me give you my card....If you uh ever have need of my services..." said Mr. Phillips..

"I don't think we will be needing your services anytime soon sir, at least I hope not."I said.

"You never know..." said Hankie..

I jumped...

Monica put her face in her hands and turned around...
"I'll take the card...This man has been wounded..He 's lost a lot of blood..If you see him..Call us..Here is my card.." I said.

"Anything to help Philly's finest..."said Mr. Phillips as we left...

Kylie was standing outside...

"Can we go now?" she said.

Monica laughed..

"Yes Kylie...We can go..." she said.

"While you guys were inside..I walked around the corner..
"You missed it last night because it was dark..but there is a storm cellar around back, directly behind here...It's locked..." she said.

"Wanna Bet it leads into this creepy place? I'd need a warrant to search it...And we don't have probable cause.."I said.

"Let's go back and look at the city plans....They should tell us where that storm cellar leads to." said Kylie..

"Part of me doesn't want to know." I said.

"Bae..I don't feel so good.." said Monica.. She walked over to the side of the street and vomited....She looked pale..


"Mo-Mo.. you alright girl?" asked Kylie..
"Yeah...just sick on the stomach...and I have a slight headache.." said Monica..
"That time of the month girlie.." asked Kylie..


"No..No..that was last week...and No.. I'm not pregnant if that's what you're thinking...I'm just sick on the stomach." said Monica, laughing a little and vomiting again...


"Ouuuuuuuuuuuu Girl, sometimes I think you can read minds the way you figure out things..Like what I'm thinking." laughed Kylie, who put her arms around Monica.


"Wanna go to the hospital Bae?" I asked.

''No...Take me to Monique's...She'll know what to do. I just need to get some rest and maybe some of that tea she makes." said Monica.

"Let's get out of here.. This house and your suddenly being sick gives me the creeps..I think that house has something to do with it." said Kylie..


"Nooooooo it doesn't..."said Monica ,laughing....
I laid her close to the window, so she could get some air.. Kylie sat in between us..She had a nice round body too and she smelled good...
I had never taken notice of how quietly sexy she was before..
We got in my flying car and took off..

After we left...Mr. Phillips walked into the backroom, where Hankie was attending to the bandages of our killer..Ronald Harvey...

"Thanks for gettin rid of those two cops...ughhhhhhhhhh.." he said.

"Sit still while I change your bandages.." said Hankie..

"You damn fool...You got seen...Those cops seen you and they IDed you..."said Mr. Phillips.

"They shot me...What could I do..." he said.
"And you led them here???...Here...to My establishment.???.."said Mr. Phillips..

"Not like I could go to a hospital...I was wounded...."said Ronald Harvey...

"Well We have to get em off the trail and the way to do that is to give them what they want...You!" he said.

''Excuse me?" he said.
"Hankie..Go out tonight...Find me a homeless man... reasonably young...someone nobody will miss..Strangle him...bring him to me.." said Mr. Phillips..

"I heard you was a plastic surgeon at one time doc.." said Ronald Harvey...

"I was before I went to Prison and lost my license to practice..I'm going to take our dead man and make him look as close to you as possible..and then tell them we found you....dead!" said Mr. Phillips..

"Give em a ready made corpse huh? I like that...Hahahahahahahahahaha."laughed Ronald Harvey..

"Tell our mutual employer...I'll need a little more dough for this job."said Mr. Phillips..

"But of course..." said Ronald Harvey..laughing maniacally....

V-
We dropped Kylie off and then I took Monica home...To Monique's domicile..She answered the door in her bra and some shorts..She looked incredibly sexy...She was embarrassed..


I had a barely conscious Monica with me...


 "She's sick Monique...It has to do with that Red Moon stuff." I said..
I lifted her up as if I was carrying her over the threshold..
"Oh My God Nate!!!...I'm so sorry...I thought you were Frankie..Bring her inside..I know what to do for her." she said.

"It's okay....Mo-Mo is sick..."I said.

"Let me throw on something..." she said and came back to the door..
"Okay Nate, bring her in here and lay her across the bed.." she said.

Monica lie across the bed..

Monique took her shoes off...and applied a cold towel on her head.....

"Nate, fix some tea...There is some Herbal tea in the kitchen..."

The Door was still open and Lt. Cotton walked in ..

"Hey..What's wrong with Mo-Mo?" he asked...
"She's a little under the weather...I can't explain it to you now..but I have to take care of her...I'm sorry Frankie...I'm going to have to take a raincheck on our date tonight..."said Monique...

"That's cool....I understand.."he said.

"You sure?" asked Monique...

"Sugar Baby...Mo-Mo is like the little sister I never had...and she's my best detective...No Offense Nate." he said,

"None taken..She's my wife...I won't let anything happen to her." I said..

Monique whispered in my ear..

''She'll be fine...I'll take care of her.."

"Will she?" I asked.

"Yes...When she wakes up..She'll be her old intrusive, mind reading self.." she whispered, smiling...

"Go get some sleep.. She'll be fine Nate..." she said.

"Okay..Thanks sis.."I said.

Monique hugged me..

"Awwww...You love her so much, don't you?? Thank you for always having my sister's back...brother!!!" she said... She smelled so good, was so soft..

I smiled and went upstairs...
"Can I do anything or get anything..?" Lt. Cotton asked..

"You are so sweet..I thought...I thought you'd be..." she said.

''What? Upset because of one date??Give me more credit than that...We almost family...Mo-Mo has been like family to me before I met you or Nate..I'm going to go and grab some food...I'll drop back by here with something for you...Take care of my detective, you hear?" he said.

''You don't have to stop back by...I'll just fix something here.... and take care of Mo-Mo.." said Monique...

"Uhhh Okay...then I'll see you tomorrow....Get some rest Mo-Mo.." he said. and he grabbed Monique and kissed her passionately..
''Ummmmmmmmmmmmmm...you get some rest too baby.." he said..

Monique was as turned on as she'd ever been...All she could do was smile weakly and say...

"I will.." meekly.


He was trying to be strong, macho..but she knew he was worried about Mo-Mo.. She thought that was so sweet..After he left..She started to cry a little bit...

She undressed her sister and put her under the covers....She sipped a hot cup of tea and got in the bed with her sister...

The Blood Moon was gone....There was a full moon out...Mo-Mo would be fine in the morning...She got under the cover with her sister...She kissed her sleeping sister on the cheek..She hadn't slept in the bed with her sister since they had been little girls..She felt serene and secure tonight.



(TO BE CONTINUED)


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