Finding Steven

The very next morning I was out on the street, looking for Stephen Harkey..

First thing I did was show his photo around to people in the neighborhood he was last known to live in...

I stopped by the office of  Buster Mc Cretin,the broker who had originally brought the deal to Stephen Harkey and Elwood Barnes in the first place..

His office was small...Files everywhere, A half eaten sandwich on his desk and day old coffee...A dusty landline phone and a computer that looked like it was from 1990...

He was a overweight little man , who was balding....He had obviously dreamed of better days...This deal had been his way out...

"No, I haven't seen Harkey....That jerk screwed me out of millions...That deal was my shot at getting out of here..The good life." he spat.

"They lost their shirts on that deal...They both could have gone to jail for fraud..."I said.

"Hmmmph...Him and that slick talking boss of his...They aced me out of the deal...I knew the right people..Had the right connections...I BOUGHT THAT DEAL TO THEM....YOU DON'T DO SOMEBODY LIKE THAT....IN HOPE THEY DO GO TO JAIL...I'LL LAUGH MY ASS OFF!" he screamed..

"So you haven't seen them?" I asked.

"Not Harkey anyway...Spineless weasel..." he spat....

"Here is my card...If you see him ,give me a call..." I said.

"What? Has Harkey double crossed that silver tongued Jerk Barnes? Is that why he hired a P.I. to find him?" asked Buster Mcretin...

I turned and walked out of the office...I continued to ask people in the neighborhood if they knew or saw him..

People knew him...Shopkeepers, and just plain folks, but no one had seen him in at least two weeks...

What I did know about him was.. He was born in Montreal the same year I was..He came to Philadelphia to live with his family when he was three...became a naturalized citizen ,along with his father and mother when he was eight...


He attended Philadelphia Public Schools and then went to PENN and later attended Penn Law School...He passed the bar and moved to New York City, where he got his MBA...and returned...Getting married to a former Swim Suit model with designs on bigger things named Kathleen Stewart...


....I called the Department of Public records in Montreal and got them to fax me Stephen Harkey's birth certificate and any medical records they had...which wasn't much!...I then got copies of his Medical records and school records from here in Philly.

I next called the U.S. Customs house and got them to fax me Stephen Harkey's Passport information...That gave me an address which I went to, only to find that this was his childhood home and that three different families had lived in this house since then...This meant that at least Stephen hadn't left the country anytime soon..

I had a social security number and with that I got access to bank accounts and home addresses...This led me to several different places...None that he had lived in recently and to about ten different law firms and insurance companies the man had worked at...the last one being last year...before he wound up at Cyclops Insurance.


The Portrait I was getting of him was a man who couldn't seem to find his place in the world..


A dreamer....Always looking for the next big thing...Which was what his employers told me also...


Still ,it didn't tell me where he was..

I shared this with Elwood Barnes who was impressed...

''Wow! You are good..I didn't even know all of this about him..but I need to know where he is." He said.

"I'm still hunting...He'll turn up...If he's alive.." I said.

''Why wouldn't he be alive?" asked Elwood..

"I'm just saying...I've tracked movement and activity on his credit cards and debit card...Nothing in the last two weeks...Man has to eat...No sign of him at two residences...In my line of work, that can mean that a man is no longer living...Doesn't have to mean that...but he seems to be going out of his way to not be seen...That's all I'm saying." I said.

"You bring up a good point, but keep looking...Good work man." he said.

I smiled wryly as he left...

II-

I tried another angle..This man had to own a piece of property, a car, something with his name on it...He had to lay his head somewhere.

I checked a number of hospitals....Checked the morgue...Checked to see if there were any death certificates.. Nothing....

How did people simply drop out of sight in this day and age? This was frustrating to say the least.....but I'd located people harder to find than him...


I knew I was close..Like everybody else , he had a smartphone... After checking all of the providers...I found his and I found an address where he accepted his mail....It was a post office box...Smart!

He had another Debit card and a bank account that I had just found out about....I checked those for movemant and pin pointed an area where he made recent purchases....In the little Norway section of Philadelphia....An enclave of Russians and East Europeans where a guy like him could blend in....


I had traced another guy to this area , a long time ago....Also..The one property that had been sold in his crappy real estate deal was found in that area..


I was off to the address..


III-

I found the house and I found the car........It was in a nice little neighborhood of row houses....This was easier than what I had originally thought...I did a property search and found that this house was a rental property owned by...get this...Cyclops Insurance...

I was certain this was bogus...

I had a photo of him...

I sat and I waited...

Waiting was so cop like...When I was an NCIS agent...I was on stake outs like this..Drinking coffee and waiting...

I allowed myself to think about Sepia and the night we had just had...

Sepia walked over and sat on my lap....I held her for a little while and kissed her passionately....

I ran my hands under her sundress...I loved how smooth her shapely brown legs felt...

Soon Sepia and I were kissing passionately....

"Ummmmm, we'd better not get started with this...There are dishes to be washed...."Sepia laughed as we continued kissing...

 We can wash them together...in the morning.." I said.

I slipped her panties off slowly.....

 "Oooou, you are getting too good at this.." she said and laughed.....As I slipped them off and pulled my zipper down....

"Ohhh my goddd." I moaned..

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh you are impossible..ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm....ohhhhh godddd!"moaned Sepia and she stood up and lowered herself down on my penis...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh girlllllllllllllllllll..yesssssssssssssssss!!!" I moaned as she moved up and down...

She giggled a little bit...

We continued kissing and she moved up and down...very slowly....

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my god...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.." she cried out as she moved up and down, up and down and my head leaned back....

We were both breathing heavy....

I was feeling so good...I lifted her up and began thrusting mightily into her soft, wet and warm center..

After about an hour...Sepia took me by the hand....We gathered up our clothes and walked upstairs...
 

Within minutes we were upstairs in the bedroom making sweet  love...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh you are sooooooooooooooo nasty....ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! What got into you tonight...?woooooooo!" she moaned..

"You feel sooo good babes.."I moaned...

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...so do you.....Oh my goodness..ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu,so do you."she moaned...

The bed was rocking so hard, it felt as if the legs were going to crack from under it...The headboard was shaking something terrible...

  Three hours went by....then an hour and a half....then another hour and finally, we both climaxed in a crescendo of passion...

 Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" screamed Sepia...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my god!" I moaned...

We were both hot and sweaty....

"Nasty." she said and stuck her tongue out...Then she gave me a wet ,sloppy kiss....

I watched as she picked up her clothes and walked towards the shower...

I was too exhausted to move...but I felt good..

While she was showering...I went back downstairs and washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen...

 I walked back upstairs and joined her in the shower with a warm embrace..as hot soapy water ran down our sweaty bodies...

"Ouuuuuu,I was wondering if you were going to join me." she said as we began kissing passionately.

"I wouldn't miss it.."I said..

She hugged me...

"I know....ummmmmmm..." she said, laughing....and kissing me passionately.....

All this and we didn't wake the baby up...

I smiled ...That was a good memory...

 but then...the man of the hour appeared...Stephen Harkey...He walked outside of the rental property...

I snapped several photos of him and the house....and I followed him...as he drove to the outskirts of the city to the property...

The one property in this deal that somebody had bought...

III-

The place was actually an old motel that had gone into forfeiture...I found out...Somebody was obviously using it now..It was the most expensive property in the deal...It was what whoever had purchased it actually wanted...

I was a safe distance away....but I could hear women laughing and men laughing and cavorting...

Using my telescopic lense...I took some photos from inside...Since the windows were open..

I saw several scantily clad women surrounding one man...who was having the time of his life...They were kissing him....He was drinking and moaning....One woman had his trousers unzippered and was going to town with her hands on his penis...Another woman was blowing into his ear....They all were laughing...

I saw several naked men chasing other women up and down the halls..All laughing and cavorting...

I saw a woman in a bathroom ,clad in only panties and a bra ,putting on lipstick...

I saw another big breasted woman ,being lifted up by a man, who was slipping her panties down and entering her...and yet another woman in panties and a bra, getting dressed in an adjoining room...

Just what had I stumbled on???

Didn't matter...I knew where Stephen Harkey was lying his head and I knew what was going on in the one property he had managed to sell in his land deal...

Then I saw him....In another room...A man in a suit, with Aviator shades was taking an envelope full of cash from him... They were talking...

It was pretty clear what was going on here.....but not my problem...Steven Harkey had apparently found a backer...Someone to buy at least one of his properties...This old hotel...The Ivy Leauge trained Attorney was now a pimp!

My job was done...I was getting ready to call Elwood Barnes ,when I felt the cold hard steel of a pistol on my neck...

"Put that phone down!!!....Don't move...." came the voice...

And I thought this was going to be an easy case...



(TO BE CONTINUED , the day after Christmas!!! Merry Christmas Everybody!)