Radio Silent

Monica lie across the bed in her lace panties, waiting for me to come out of the shower.....She had already showered...

We had a dead call girl. A high priced call girl from Russia, a naturalized citizen, with one arrest for prostitution, no conviction and no jail time....Found by the Aqua Port with a huge and very long steak knife in her side and her limo dumped in the ocean...Street Cams near the murder disabled..

This was no random killing...Everything about it screamed professional , from the deadly single cut, to the disabling of the cameras ,to the limo being tossed in the ocean...and to the Mayor assigning a special attache to the case...

Just what had we stumbled into?

Right this minute...I wanted to stumble into my wife,lying across the bed, looking as sexy as ever...

We said nothing...We didn't need to...We kissed passionately.....She stroked me softly and stared in my eyes...

I thrusted my tongue practically down her throat and while squeezing one breast with my hand...and licking on the other one with my mouth"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...

"Ohhh My God...Nate..ouuuu you are so hard....ouuuuuuuuuuu" she moaned..

"Ohhhhh Mo-Mo- You get me that way" I said.

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 and intense love like this for FIVE TO SIX HOURS...Monica began to shake and gyrate and tears began to stream down her face again....I was surprised at how passionate she was ...

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....Oh my god Nate..." she moaned as the bed squeaked and the headboard slammed hard against the wall...

"Mo-mo....oh my godddddddddddddddddd!" I found myself moaning out loud...

"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 slipped her panties back on.....

 She would later tell me that she was having an orgasm so intense that all she could do was cry..!! I was coming so hard,I felt like I was dying...

"My goodness Nate..." was all she would say...staring at me with those doe like eyes...

Monica stared at me with those pretty doe like eyes of hers and laid on top of me..Kissing me softly and softly caressing my penis until I came again...

I smiled sheepishly....She crawled on top of me and drifted off to sleep..I wrapped my arms around her and slowly drifted off to sleep myself...


II-

The Next day we were back on the job and back in the precinct.....

"I take it your sister didn't do your hair last night?" asked Kylie as Monica and I walked in...

"No...I did it myself...Washed it and all...She was busy doing that Autopsy..." said Monica.

''Well she did it and she got it to me...For all the killer did to conceal his identity....He left behind his DNA.." said Kylie.

"In the car?" I asked.

"No...In her...There was a lot of semen in her body and on the panties and saliva on the breasts...and the bra..and a partial fingerprint on the bra strap...Can't Identify the print yet..." said Kylie..

"So we know she had sex shortly before she was killed." said Monica.

"This is weird....I ran her financials...Her Credit Cards, Debit Cards and checked her bank account...There is normal activity up until two days before she was discovered dead! Nothing at all the day before she died.."I said.

''She didn't buy anything..That's not too strange Nate." said Monica.

"Okay, but she had two phones...One a personal phone we found on the body and one a business phone we found in the limo that surprisingly is still working....I gotta look into her provider...I need a phone like this.."I said.

Monica and Kylie gave me the side eye...

"My point is...She was a very busy girl...She saw two clients a day...Sometimes three....There is no activity past two days before she was found dead...None on the personal phone, none on the work phone..She just went Radio Silent for 48 hours...You think she was being held hostage somewhere?" I asked..

"Sounds to me like she might of been in somebody's bed....Somebody who mattered...You and I have been radio silent as you say for a day..." she reminded me..

Kylie laughed...

''So has Wally and me..He heee .."

"I've traced these phone numbers.....They seem to be a who's who of the hoi poloi of the city...Baby girl got around..." I said...

Monica looked at the list...

"No wonder the Mayor is interested in this case...This girl slept with some heavy people...City councilmen,married city councilmen, lobbyists...wow!  We have to tread lightly...I don't even want this case..." said Monica.

"There is close to one hundred people on this list....We have to look into them..." I said.

"AND I WANT YOU TO!  LET ME SEE YOUR LIST!" came the voice of Marsha Tightbottom, now Attache to the Mayor...

"That's a pretty top." said Monica trying to smooth things over with her...

"Thank You...You know these are pretty heavy hitters here don't you?" said Marsha Tightbottom...

"Yes, we know that." I said.

"Tread lightly....I won't be around for two days...When I next see you,I want full reports on what you've found." she said and left...

Monica gave me 50 people....People our victim had seen in the past few months of her life...and she took 25.

We then gave Kylie 25 people to look up...

"We've got our work cut out for us..don't we?" said Kylie..

"Yes and we have to be careful...Tread lightly..."said Monica.

III-

Marsha Tightbottom next went to the M.E.'s Office, where Monique was waiting for her with a completed Autopsy...

''Very good Dr. Talbert...Very Good...Very Accurate and well written." she said.

''We are still working on the partial fingerprint...So far the DNA is not in the system...I sent a copy to the FBI...Maybe they'll find something.." said Monique..

''Since this girl is Russian, How about Interpol?"asked Marsha Tightbottom....

"I sent a sample there too!  Shipped it....."said Monique..

''Outstanding...Hey Look....I'm sorry about calling you a Bang Poodle...I was just being...Uh , what I am...A Bitch on wheels...I didn't mean that...You're very good Dr. Talbert and you run a tight shop..." said Marsha Tightbottom..

Something about her was different from the last time we tangled with her...Here she had more power and yet she wasn't flaunting it or interfering with our investigation....

Whatever it was...Neither Monique, Mo-Mo or I trusted her...

IV-

For the next three days....Monica. Kylie and I looked into the lives of 100 very powerful and influential men..

We'll quietly ran their financials and checked the Street Cam, ATM Cam and Traffic Cam footage for any of these people...and all of the hotels and motels they were in with this woman.. We got their DMV photos and checked against that...We figured ,The more we could rule out without having to actually interview.. the better.

We did interview a few...but it was very quietly and discreetly done...They were all grateful for the way we handled things..

We ruled out all but two people.. Courtland Conners, a high powered Attorney and Lobbyist and City Council President Myron Moore...

We caught both of them on a Traffic Cam footage outside of a Hotel near Aqua Port ...Courtland Conners  just two days before our victim went radio silent ..... Making him her last known customer....

When we were alone, Monica said to me..

"Babes...When Marsha Tightbottom comes for our report....Leave Myron Moore out of it." she said.

"Huh? Why? "I asked.

''She's sleeping with him!" said Monica.

"What? How do you know that?" I asked.

Monica gave me the serious side eye...

"Oh yeah, you scanned her mind.." I said..

"Notice her lighter mood? She's wearing print tops, Tight form fitting mini skirts...and she's not quite the bitch she was the last time...She's getting screwed and screwed well everytime she turns around...At her home, in her office, In his office ,in the breakroom...He can't keep his hands off of her.. And  she' feeling really warm and fuzzy because of it...He can't keep his hands off of her!" said Monica..

"Well he did for one night anyway.." I said.

''So it seems...You and me...We'll interview him discreetly..." said Monica...

"You're not going to tell Kylie?" I asked.

"I can't...Then I'll have to tell her HOW I know and I'm not ready to reveal to her that I'm a mutant just yet..." said Monica..

Meanwhile at this moment. Marsha Tightbottom had instructed her diver to fly her back to Aqua Port..

"Those detectives are very good...too good for this case." she said.

''So why are we going back...?" asked the driver..

"Let's Just call it ...A woman's intuition." she said..

They went into a hotel room....

"This is a crime scene.." said her driver...

"I know...Wait outside..." she said..

The police had no doubt already been here and collected everything of note, she imagined....She looked around...Then she walked in the bathroom, She took a deep breath...She smelled a very familiar cologne...

She shook her head....

"Liar, Filthy, cheating liar..." she said softly.



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