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My name is Kevin Morris....I am a Private Investigator, half the time..selling my services mostly to Attorneys that need a good investigator..That's how I make the big bucks...and I run an agency, headquartered in the sub-basement of the building that holds my main company, Morris Communications..a very successful company that owns a satellite Radio and Television station that services this area and some of suburbs, a music and video streaming services, three print magazines and digital platforms, a recording studio and was now making independent movies...We stared as a small operation with 90 employees and now had about 500 employees.. That was above ground..

In my sub-basement was Morris Investigations, where I had Seven other investigators, Six of them were former members of the intelligence community at one time, which gave them a skill set that was even above mine...I had once been a NCIS investigator when in the military...

We had the most modern crime fighting equipment...Computers, laptops, tablets, facial recognition devices , fingerprint files..spyware...Equipment that would rival most modern police departments and federal law enforcement agencies.. and 30 thoroughly vetted administrative assistants who helped us out.....

Except for these 37 people, who had a pass key and myself...No one else came into this sub-basement..In fact...Few people even knew it existed...When people wanted my help...They usually sent me an email or they visited me upstairs in my suite at Morris Communications..

Today was Tuesday....I had finished a bunch of high level meetings for Morris Communications..I was having lunch in my suite with my wife, Sepia..

Well not exactly lunch as most people think of lunch....We weren't uh eating.....

We were kissing passionately.... The doors were locked and my assistant Harry Charles was told to hold all of my calls..

My main man, Sean Jackson was at a photo shoot and his wife, Sheila Jackson, who I brought with me from the company that used to own this business before I bought it, was doing the job of actually running things...She was my second in command, My Deputy COO..

As I said , My wife Sepia and I weren't exactly eating..

It was lunch time..We were kissing passionately, I had taken her beautiful dress of , as well as her panties and bra and we were making love on my large couch..


"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh husband!" Sepia  moaned..

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh  Sepia!!!"she sighed..

She stared deeply into my eyes and I lifted her up and took her over to his couch..

I nearly tripped..She giggled... I thrusted mightily into her petite but shapely body...

I laid her down on the couch...I kicked my shoes off...I slipped my trousers off ,

"You are sooo bad.."she whispered and giggled.

We began making sweet love on the couch...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY godddddddddddddd Kevin!" she moaned..

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY godddddddddddddd!!" "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....I've been wanting to do it to you all morning" I cried out...

"I know...I know ..I saw how you were looking at me when I left this morning.....ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.." she cooed..

The couch was squeaking out of control...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh my god...Sepia you are so soft, so wet baby..ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.." I moaned.

"Kevinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn ,ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.." she cried out...

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm SEPIA...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I moaned.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Kevinnnn...ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.."she cooed..

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh girrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrl..." I moaned.

. "Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.."she moaned...

"Sepia...you are sooo soft, sooo wet baby...I'm going crazyyyy.."I moaned..


 "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh husband....ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....." SHE COOED...

 "OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!" I moaned loudly...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY godddddddddddddd Kevin!" she moaned..

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY godddddddddddddd!!"she cried out!!!


AN HOUR AND A HALF  of non stop lovemaking on that couch slipped aimlessly by... The legs were squeaking and rocking from side to side.....

Neither one of us could get enough of the other...

The legs on the couch were rocking so hard they were in danger of cracking, yet they didn't..... 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..This is sooooooooooooooo good...Ouuuuuuuuu.." I moaned.

. "Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..KEVIN...Ouuuu I love you so muchhh.."she squealed... 

She was shaking, trembling...crying like a baby...She was having an intense orgasm...Her third, since we'd  started...

 "Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...oh my god husband...Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" she moaned... 

ANOTHER HOUR OR SO PASSED BY!

 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.." I cried out as I began to cum and cum hard....

 "Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY godddddddddddddd Kevin!" she moaned.

."OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY godddddddddddddd!!"she moaned..Tears and perspiration running down her face..Her body trembling...she was cumming so hard, that she was shaking out of control....tears were just streaming down her face....Her head turning from side to side...
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I had a washroom in this suite....We both washed up and got dressed..

"Don't you have a house to show today?" I asked, making small talk...

"I showed it this morning...before I came here...I'm off for today." said Sepia..

I sprayed the entire suite with air freshener... I opened the door..

I wondered if anybody knew what I was doing in here when my wife visited...The doors locked..The curtains drawn...

The room was soundproof...but I still wondered at times...

I looked at the clock..It was almost Three when my intercom buzzed..It was Harry Charles..

"Yo Kev, you got a visitor...Uh it's that lawyer, Kayla Bennett!" he said.

I smiled.

"Ohhhh send her up.."I said.."It's Kayla.." I said to Sepia..

"Haven't seen her since she got married." said Sepia.




II-

Kayla looked sensational...She had a glow about her..

"Heyyyyy Kevin, Heyyyyy Sepia...How are you?" said Kayla..

"Kayla girl, you look sensational....Wowwwww Married life has done you good...You still got that glow.."said Sepia , smiling...She hugged Kayla.

''Awwww Thank you Ms. Sepia." said Kayla.

"Where did you guys go on your honeymoon?" asked Sepia.

''Aruba....it was sooo nice."said Kayla.

''I'll bet it was....So uh is this a social call or business?" I asked.

"Welllll kinda both...You know I love you guys...You rented us our new place...and Kevin , you and Sepia both are like family to me.. but I'm afraid there is a little business involved here.."said Kayla.

''Well that's okay.." I smiled..

"I've got a client...He's a personal friend of mine...He's been charged with murder...I know he's innocent Kevin, I know it...I need your help..."said Kayla...

"Say no more ….Give me a run down of the case..." I said.

"Well Kevin, you like a good story?" asked Kayla.

 ''We love good stories" said Sepia

''What my wifey said." I laughed..

III-

"Annnnnnnnnnnnd Cut" said Eric Rose,  An up and coming Video Director....He had a Bachelors degree in Communications/Journalism from Temple.. He had moved to New York City and gotten his Masters at the New York film School..

He had directed several Commercials and Music Videos in New York City...

Joel Mayfield, an Advertising Exec from the Atlas Advertising Agency in his Native Philadelphia spotted him and offered him a lucrative contract with his Ad agency...

Eric jumped at a chance to live in his native Philadelphia again...He sold his Townhouse in Manhattan and moved to Philadelphia..He was currently living in a tony Loft , with plans to move to a Condo....He had just bought a new car...He had been doing well...

His problem, His only problem was Joel's wife....Marsha Mayfield.. Her late Father's money had bought the company..She was actually  the Owner, The Chief Operating Officer of the company..
She had her opinion in every area of the business, despite the fact that she knew nothing about directing or film-making or even Advertising...

She called Eric to the side....He sighed deeply, he knew this was going to be some bullshit...

She had evaluated his performance and his videos and short films since he had arrived there...She never had anything positive to say about his work..

 Her Husband Joel

and his younger brother, Ira , who seemed to be terrorized of Marsha and stayed out of her way were the only ones protecting his job....

He and all of the technicians and cameramen Eric hired were constantly under scrutiny...He often wondered if it was because he was Black and his crew was mostly Black and Latino....

"Eric....Eric...I'm not feeling your last three videos and this client is very big, very big....I'm shutting this down...We've wasted enough money on you already....I'm bringing in a heavy hitter from New York by the way...You might know him...Steve Reddick....."she said.

"No I don't know him....I've worked hard on this project...Very hard....And When I was in New York, No one seemed to have a problem with my work.." said an angry Eric..

"Well then perhaps you need to go back to New York then...Which brings me to why I called you over here...I'm going to have to let you go....You and your entire crew.....You can get your checks on your way out...And you'll get one last check next Friday." said Marsha..

"WHATTT? Fired?? YOU CAN'T DO THIS!!!  I have rent to pay....I have a car note!!!!" Eric yelled..

"WHO ARE YOU YELLING AT?  SECURITY!!!!" she yelled.

''Yo Joel Man...You hired me...Say something!" said an angry Eric...

"I'm sorry man...It's it's her company....Look Marsha....This guy is good...I brought him in myself..."said Joel..

"Like you said...It's My COMPANY...MY DECISION...When I want your opinion....I'll give you one...Security...Get him out of here.." she said tersely..

"Your company!  Your company!!!  It was your daddy's company...You were just a spoiled little rich bitch with a coke habit....who didn't even finish college...You have no knowledge or skill in anything except being a bitch... I HOPE YOU DIE BITCH!" he yelled as three security guards ushered him out..

''Well that went rather well.." she joked..

"It took me a lot of time to find him..."said her husband Joel...

"Which brings me to my next order of business HUSBAND of mine.." she said.. She opened of a manilla envelope..

There was a photo of a young model in panties and bra..

 and photos of her husband, Joel and the model ,kissing in a studio apartment

and kissing in an undisclosed place..

"How did you get this?" asked a stunned Joel..

''I hired a Private Investigator....How else?  So you know what this means...We are through...I'm getting a divorce...I have a good divorce attorney coming to talk to you tomorrow...Now I have a business meeting to go to...with Steve Reddick from New York....Don't wait up....I'll be home late..and oh yeah, you'll be sleeping in the den from now until the divorce is final....Then I expect you and your Brother to get your things out of the house....Ciao babies.."she laughed and walked out with her personal assistant..

"Joel...we are in deep trouble...You signed that damn Pre-Nup...You don't get a dime...in case of divorce...We are out in the street..." said Ira..

"She fires my guy and now she wants a divorce..."said Joel..

"What are you gonna do?" asked Ira..\

"I don't know.."said Joel.

 "Oooou this is a good story." said Sepia..

 "I'm guessing, this Eric Rose is your client?" I said.

''Yes Kevin, Yes he is....He didn't do this...Wait...Let me finish the story.." said Kayla.

IV-

A FEW DAYS LATER!

Crime Scene Investigators and Forensics specialists were snapping photos and canvassing the area..

Dr. Hazel Baylor, The Deputy Coroner and Forensic Investigator looked at the body...

''Wow, Caucasion Female....45 years old...skull fractured in two places...Death was caused by blunt force trauma...and from the looks of her face..she was beaten very badly...Her eyes are blackened and closed shut...Her jaw appears to be broken...ouuuu, her nose too..." she said.

''Somebody beat the hell out of this woman doc...."said a CSI official..

"Doesn't look like anything was stolen...Oh my god...such violence...Anybody find any identification?" she asked..

"Drivers License says she's Marsha Mayfield, She owns the Atlas Advertising Agency....

Hazel had been lucky recently...She had worked two straight cases with her husband,

Detective Edwin "Duke" Baylor..

and his partner and her friend, Detective Angie Belton-Barlow...

She had worked Three cases with

 Detective Sirena Pile

and her partner, Detective Tony Hopkins

and of course, she had worked a case or two with

 Lt. Sissy Van Buren

 Detective Carlotta Rodriguez-Wallace

 Detective James "Jimmy" Barlow

and Detective Tyriq Pile...

Good Detectives who respected her analysis of a situation....Good detectives who did good investigative work and worked well with her...If she was lucky she'd work with one of these teams tonight...

Tonight...She wasn't lucky!

Two Police cars drove up....Four uniformed officers got out and HE walked in between them..

"Back it up...Back it up...What have we got here?" came the familiar voice of Lt. Arthur Tragg of Homicide..

Hazel sighed...She hated working with Lt. Tragg, he never took any of her suggestions seriously, he never waited for a final analysis...He went off half cocked and usually picked up the wrong suspect...based off of little to no real evidence..

He was an ego-centric narcissist...Who was more interested in getting on the news than making a good collar....She despised him probably more deeper than any of the other detectives she named...Most of whom just thought of him as a joke.. He had tried unsuccessfully to get her fired twice and had had her removed from a case once...

He put on latex gloves...Knelt down and observed the body...

"Wow...somebody beat the hell outta this broad..broken jaw...fractured skull...both eyes nearly swollen shut...nose broken....geeez.....This was a crime of rage...Somebody was pissed of at this broad...Any Identification?" he asked.

"Her name is Marsha Mayfield....she owns the Atlas Advertising Agency.....There is her work ID and her drivers license over there on the table.."said Hazel...

''Where is her husband?"asked Lt. Tragg

"He's out of town on business...He hasn't been notified.."said an officer...

''Any Prints, DNA?" he asked.

"Yeah we got plenty...It's gonna take awhile to figure out whose they are.." said another person...

"Anything stolen?" he asked.

"Doesn't appear to be.."said another officer.

"Can I release the body Lieutenant?" asked Hazel..

"Yeah...release the body..." said Lt. Tragg….

They watched as the battered body of Marsha Mayfield was loaded into a white body bag and carted off ….

Needless to say, 48 hours later..

My client ,Eric Rose found himself arrested and charged with First Degree Murder and held on one million dollars bail... 

Naturally, Over Dramatic Lt. Tragg took a tactical squad into Aqua Bar and hauled him out...

So I need your help...Lt. Tragg's investigation is full of holes as usual.."said Kayla.

"He arrested me and tried to have my P.I. License pulled..."I said.

"I heard about that....I heard you had defense attorneys and ADA's backing you up as well as many of the great detectives on the Philly P.D.  They laughed in Lt. Tragg's face.."said Kayla.

''And considering that I despise him as much as the beautiful Dr.Baylor does too..I would relish showing him up.."I said smiling..

"Be careful Bae...He still has it in for you.." said Sepia..

"Kevin is working for me as my investigator...I'm an attorney....I'll have his back."said Kayla..

Just then my intercom beeped...

"Yeah Harry?" I said.

"You got another visitor Kev, It's Bonnie Shay , your friend.." he said..

I smiled..

"Send her up" I said.

''Wow...Three visitors today...My lovely wife, You and now Bonnie..How lucky can I be?" I said, smiling..

''Well, after I say hello to Bonnie...I'll be on my way home... Don't keep my hubby out too late ladies."said Sepia , who gave me a soft kiss.

I was almost in orbit..

As usual, Sepia's soft lips rendered me speechless..

Kayla smiled..So did Bonnie who was just arriving..

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwww!" they both said.

(TO BE CONTINUED)