Where The Money Is

The Photos of Mouthy Malloy's skull and it's fractures appeared 

on the monitors in our media room.

Olivia, a former Public defender, a veteran of numerous murder defenses winced upon seeing the full blown photos.. 

,so did her niece, Beverly....

"Myyyyyyyy goddd!" said our client Karen.. "I didn't like the man, but I never wished anything like that should happen to him." she said.

Nelson looked closely at the photos...He said nothing..

"Ouuuuuuuu, three major fractures..."said Josie.

"Wow!  That Tequilla Bottle did all of that?" she said.
 

"Yes it did Bree.  What's more important...From looking at the fractures and the way they are...It shows

us how the blows were delivered...  The killer was at least six foot tall...because he was over the victim and he swung with power... From looking at these photos, I can ascertain that he was six feet, he was left handed, judging by the way the fractures appear on the skull and he was wearing latex gloves or some type of glove, which explains why only Karen's DNA and Fingerprints are on the bottle, along with the victims blood and brain matter.." I said.  "The police lab did find a trace of torn latex in the room. I had a case similar to this in New Orleans ...I suggest you hire a Doctor, a Surgeon perhaps to back up what I am saying..." I said.

"If the killer is six feet as you say... That eliminates Karen, she's five foot -six..."said Olivia.

''And Miranda Malloy, a petite woman of five foot, six also...and Terrell, the accountant also...A right handed man of five foot ,nine.. I found the cabbie that said he took Miranda home at 1:45am...and I found the UBER driver who picked Karen up at 2:00 am... The coroner's report gives the time of death as anywhere between 2:15 am and 3:00 am when the body was discovered." I said.

"You know, I'm betting Lt. Tragg hasn't opened the Autopsy Report or looked at the Crime Scene Photos and report.." said Beverly..

"No because that would alibi and wipe out the person he arrested and end the controversial case he needs to stay in the news.."said Josie.

''Even if he had read the reports and looked at the photos, he wouldn't have come to this conclusion...He just doesn't think outside the box like that." said Nelson.

"He doesn't think period, unless it's how to pull some woman's panties down without ripping them."said Bresha.

All of us, Myself, Olivia, Beverly, Nelson, Josie and Karen howled with laughter....

At this very moment at the apartment complex of new ADA Jill Jones..

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" moaned Lt. Tragg

"OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!! cooed ADA Jill Jones.

"YEAH...YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" he moaned.

"WOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU HOOOOOOOOO!!! OUUUUUUUU!" she moaned..

They had been making love for the past EIGHT TO NINE HOURS this morning, despite the fact that

they had been doing it all last night...

Lt. Tragg had come so hard, he thought he was dying....Her body was trembling...She was having a very intense orgasm.....tears and sweat were flowing down her cheeks...

This time...She walked him to the door in her t-shirt and panties...And she wouldn't allow him to kiss her...

"Nooooo I think we've done enough...I'll see you tomorrow." she said as he stumbled out of her apartment to the elevator... 

He felt good.....WOW! She was something else in the sack!! He thought, Smiling from ear to ear...

II-

At our Office/Duplex

Beverly, Josie and Bresha began doing the necessary research for such a case, looking up predicates, laws and like cases...

Nelson and Olivia were busy in the media room..

looking at members of the jury pool...and deciding what type of juror we wanted ,while beginning to work out a strategy for a defense..

ONE HOUR LATER-

With Beverly and Karen in tow, We took off , headed for the slain Andre Terrell's office. I hoped that Lt. Tragg hadn't decided to do some detective work and come across this location... He was assigned to the Terrell murder. We were going to drop our client off at her home and then go on..

"Shortcake, you got your Micro-camera?" I asked.

"Yupper, In my purse.." said Beverly...

"He calls you Shortcake and I heard Nelson call you Honeybun....Guess you're a sweet chick huh?"said Karen..

"If you say so." sighed Beverly....

We dropped Karen off at her home.

She waved as we pulled off..

"Karen is a nice person, I suppose and I really don't think she killed Mouthy Malloy, but she is hella annoying with this comedy thing... Last night when we retired to our floor..

She kept Nelson and I up for two hours..

performing ,I suppose new material....It was just as unfunny as the material she performed at the club...Oh My goddd...Finally Nelson and I yawned and told her we were going to bed and we went in our room and locked the door." said Beverly.

I howled with laughter.

Like our office /duplex.... Andre Terrell's house was a combonation office where he tended to business.

"Turn around Shortcake!" I said.

Beverly turned around..

"I used the tools of the lock pick and got the door open..

We went inside.. We both were wearing latex gloves and latex booties..

We rifled through his files.. All of his files.

Beverly snapped photos ,detailed photos of his files...She worked efficiently and quickly...

We were in his home for Forty Five Minutes.. I was nervous...I was certain that Lt. Tragg was going to burst in here at any minute.

What I couldn't know was that Lt. Tragg was miles away, sleeping soundly, not worried about the Terrell Murder Case at all....He didn't even have a police detail on the house..

I had Beverly snap detailed photos of the crime scene....

In all, we had been inside for an hour...

The Next Day...

Josie and Bresha got a copy of the Terrell Autopsy report from the M.E.'s office...

And at the courthouse...Nelson, Olivia and Beverly got copies of the crime scene report in the Terrell case..

With Olivia driving, they all piled in and drove back to  our Office/duplex.

Where we went to work sifting out the important papers...and going through everything pretaining to Mark "Mouthy" Malloy.

III-

At home-

Josie and I , Beverly and Olivia sifted through Terrell's financial records on Mouthy Malloy..Apparently

Mouthy had been making millions in the past three years... There was payments to his bookie and the gamblers he owed money to...and then his bank account went dry... only $153.00 dollars left.

Bills that had been being paid like his morgtage, gas, cell phones, electric, cable, water et al , went unpaid for months...His house was up for foreclosure, his utilities were shut off...and a nasty loan shark started coming around...

We checked his phone records..There were several long calls to his Manager, Henry Holmes... Long calls ,including a lengthy call, on the day Mouthy died. I'd be anxious to know about that.

Mouthy's wife withheld his earnings from his two Netflix specials.. roughly Three million dollars from both of them , the accountant and the Manager. She paid off the house, taking it out of foreclosure and had the electric ,gas and water turned back on..She put the house up for sale...She stood to get another 3 Million for the house as his widow. She paid his gambling debts off too...

She had been given his 250K slary from the supper club...but there was roughly 3.5 million in cash , missing.  We checked Terrell's personal bank accounts..it wasn't there and he had no pocket accounts or off shore accounts that I could find...

Bresha made a few phone calls and searchs...

"Henry Holmes has an account in the Caymen Islands..and guess how much is in it? 3.5 million dollars..wanna bet that's Mouthy Malloy's money?" she asked.

Olivia smiled at her...

"Yeah I'm bettin it is." I said.

''And guess what else? Harry Holmes has a .22 caliber registered to him...Andre Terrell was shot with a .22 caliber...it's in the autopsy report.." she said.

''Auntay said you were as smart as a whip!" said Beverly, impressed.

''She wasn't lying."said Josie, smiling at Bresha.

"You're the truth Bree!" said Nelson.

The mood was decidedly different in the office of new ADA Jill Jones.

ADA Jill Jones was going over the case in front of her...

Lt. Tragg had been in her office all day.. She didn't like him hanging around her like this..she was busy studying predicates, like cases and laws pretaining to the case as well as looking at the autopsy reports and the crime scene photos..

"Lieutenant, you said you interviewed his wife.. did you know that the day after his death, she paid off his house, well their house, which had been in foreclosure and she paid all of the utilities which had been cut off and a number of his gambling debts?" she said.

"I uh checked out her alibi...the cabbie picked her up an hour before the murder." he said.. He hadn't looked into her or Mouthy Malloy's finances..

"You never talked to Terrell at all did you? I don't see his name in your notes or in your report...That was his accountant..He had siphoned a great deal of Malloy's money and in the last months of his life, he had stopped paying his bills." she said.

"Really?" said Lt. Tragg... He hadn't looked at the Autopsy report or the Crime Scene photos...and not only that...He hadn't interviewed The Accountant of the Manager or checked Mouthy Malloy's financials..

"You haven't read a report or did any in depth investigation have you?  You just made a hasty arrest, just like that Black Coroner said." said Jill, now feeling a tinge of anger..

"Look you got a murder weapon with the defendent's finger prints and DNA on it..You got a motive, he humiliated her after she humiliated herself with that act. You don't need anything else." said Lt. Tragg.

"I need the whole picture.. Olivia's two attorneys, 

The same two girls who were here yesterday got copies of the Terrell Autopsy....." she said.

"What the hell would they want with that?" asked Lt. Tragg.

"They are looking at the whole picture...Malloy's finances...If anyone else had a motive or reason to kill him...what they're supposed to be doing....What I am doing to counter-attack any such argument. Terrell was Mouthy Malloy's accountant.

And Olivia and her niece and her niece's husband got copies of the Terrell crime scene report and photos. They're looking at the entire picture..

Her husband interviewed the wife... They're looking at the entire picture...You should go and talk to the wife and try to find the manager, Harry Holmes before they do...I don't like surprises Lieutenant.," she said

He didn't like being told how to run an investigation and he especially hated a woman telling him what to do.. He tried to change the subject..

''What color panties are you wearing today?" he asked.

"Lieutenant, get on this case and stop worrying about the color of my panties.....Get me some more evidence...Read the Autopsy and the Crime Scene reports, Look at the photos, the x-rays of the skull, do some work...You can't hang around here all day...I'm busy. " she said.

He left her office in a huff!...He couldn't believe the sudden change in her attitude.. Hard to believe a day ago they were rolling around on the living room floor

''OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU..YOU ARE A BEAST!" she cooed.

 "UMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM...WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" he screamed out...

and in her bed in coital bliss.

We entered the bar and took a seat....

"This is the type of bar, Lawyers, Politicians, Bagmen and Gangsters used to populate , make all kinds of deals in." said Olivia.  "They probably still do." she laughed.

"That was every other bar in New Orleans...You saw it yourself when we were there." I laughed..

''We should go back...Just me and you...Go to that bar ,that club you were playing in when I first met you...I'd wear that sheer yellow dress you loved...that I was wearing that night...We could check into that same hotel I stayed at....You could break the bed in half like you do last time.." Olivia laughed.

"Yeah...I'd like that.." I laughed, rubbing my wife's legs softly....

At the bar, Manager Harry Holmes , who I had asked around about and heard he had a thing for black women was at the counter quaffing down Tequilla..He had been conversing with Beverly, Bresha and Josie for the past FOUR HOURS!  They seemed to be getting along famously..

He looked up and saw Beverly and Bresha 's glasses were empty... 

They were both enjoying a Citris Martinis....

On the other side of him, Josie was enjoying a Lemon Martini..Her glass was near empty too!

He couldn't keep his eyes off of her cleavage ,nor the other two darker skinned girls, nice shapely legs and striking figures..

"VA VA VA VOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!" he mused to himself...

"Bartender, fill all three of these ladies glasses...." he said and he laid a couple of twenties on the counter..He wanted the girls to see it... This was the third row of drinks he had poured for them... Counting their initial drinks...It was their fourth drink... He was hoping to get one or possibly all of them drunk enough to fly to his hotel room in Atlantic City for a foursome......

"Thank You!" said Bresha.

"Thank You!" said Beverly..

"Thank You!" said Josie..

"Girls tonight is your lucky night...How would you girls like to party with me in Atlantic City later on huh?  I'm serious..If you want to get high, I can supply the best weed this side of Mexico." said Harry Holmes..

''Atlantic City? We have to go to work in the morning and we don't even know you."said Beverly...

"My name is Harry and I've got a limo outside waiting for me and a private plane at Northeast Airport..

That's where I was on my way to from here.." he laughed.

"OUUUUUUUUUUUU! You want us to party with you in AC???.....We have to go to work in the morning." said Josie.

"Yeah? Well Call out....what do you young ladies do anyway?" he asked.

''We are lawyers."said Bresha.

"Yupper, we are attorneys. " said Beverly....

"You guys have to be in court?  If Not..call out and come on with me.." he said.

''We don't even know you like that!."giggled Bresha.

''Well darlin, that's how you get to know me.. Heh Heh heh! " he said and grabbed her around the waist and squeezed her tight.

 "So for real, you girls are really lawyers?" he asked.

Bresha, Josie and Beverly showed him their ID's.......

''Ohhhh myyyyyy you are attorneys..." he said.. "And you all work for the same firm, Alexander and West...Where have I heard that name before?" he said and then he spotted Olivia and me from a distance, siting in a corner, talking and drinking.

and then it came to him...

"Olivia Bennett-Alexander....She's the attorney defending the young lady accused of killing Mouthy Malloy, the comic. You guys work with her?" he asked.

"Not just the COMIC!  The Comic you managed and represented...Mr. Holmes." said Beverly...

Nelson walked over to them and dropped a subpoena in his lap...

"This is a court summons Mr. Holmes, to appear in court on this date....So if you do go to AC tonight.

Plan on coming back or else...well you know..The Cops and the FBI could get into this and all and it would be a big mess." said Nelson...

''Well of all the....well I'll be damned...Of all the underhanded ..OUUUUUUUUUUU!" he spewed angrily.

Olivia looked at him...

"They must have served him a subpoena...Another man done in by his libido.." she laughed.

''Welll put my dear.." I laughed.

IV-

SATURDAY AFTERNOON!

We found a nice new lunch spot right outside Philadelphia 

and we took two buses down.. Inviting all of our neighbors to come with us..

"Liv this is such a nice place...Thank you for inviting us."said Jazzy...

"So you guys are all ready for trial Monday huh?" asked Dabnis..

"Yup, more prepared than usual at this time." said a confident and relaxed Olivia.,

"This is a nice breather from all of the work building up to this case." I said.

"I know that's right Donnie Ray...Uh after you guys get her off ,try to convince her to give up this comedy thing."said Cousin Kayla.

"Yeah Please...At that dinner you guys had the other night...She liked to bored us to death going over the same routine that bombed the night of the murder." said Ray...

''Ray, we know...She stayed with me and Nelson that same night and she tried to run some new material by us..."said Beverly...

"It was worse than the original bad material...Bev and I had to pretend to yawn and went into our room and locked the door." said Nelson.

''Aye Mios Dios.."said Jessica ,laughing..

"Maybe you guys should lose this case and let her go to jail, get her off the streets."joked Chip.

Josie spit her drink out laughing....

"Trust me, the prison would release her...She'd drive them and the inmates crazy.."laughed Paris.

"That's not that far from the truth...When she was locked up and we went to see her ,the female inmates were telling her to shut up and practically cheered when she was released togo to arraignment." said Bresha.

"DAMNNNNNNN!!!! That's rough." laughed Tony...

"I just don't get her...I've worked with her before...She really is a damn good Attorney, knows her stuff, always prepared...What is this thing with comedy?" asked Ms. Yvette.

"It's probably what she's always wanted to do....Her Father and Mother are both attorneys..She probably had no choice but to follow them into that profession...but she wants to be a Comedian....Just like B.L. Benz, is a Television commentator, but he's also an Attorney...Who knew?" said Gary,

"I like this place....It's nice.." said Keith Jones..

"Olivia and Beverly know the nicest places to take us to." said Bee Bee.

'We ought to make them Block Captains."joked Sofia.

"I thought they were."joked Kahlil.

"Soooooo nice and relaxing and the best part is...No Lt. Tragg." said Jade.

"That's right... He's in the city making himself miserable."laughed Lt. Danny Ho, her husband..

"I don't know , he's been sniffing around that new ADA, Jill Jones like a lovesick puppy."said Ms. Virginia.

"Wonder if he's ripped her panties off?" asked Alfreda.

Rockland, Zoey and Lem cracked up laughing....

Several plates of chicken and waffles arrived...

This was a nice reprieve from the city......

Meanwhile in the City-

At Curley's, Lt. Tragg entered early...He saw Assistant District Attorney Jill Jones sitting alone..

She was enjoying a Mango Martini..

Naturally he invited himself to her table.. He slipped his hand up her dress, she politely removed his hand...

"Olivia and her team found Harry Holmes , the manager and subpoenaed him yesterday.....One more witness we don't have." she said.

"Relax, you have the killer, you have all of the evidence you need.,.Olivia and Beverly and that bunch rely on a lot of smoke and mirrors to take the jury's focus off of the real killer and her guilt...I'm telling you...I brought in a good case.. You got this kid..." he assured her.

"I hope so" she said, removing his hands from under her dress...She finished her drink and dropped a few dollars on the table.

"If you want to see these panties again and see me naked... You'd better be right...Enjoy the rest of your day Lieutenant.." said ADA Jill Jones as she got up and walked away...

He sat there alone....

"Well I'll be damned!" he said.

(CONCLUSION NEXT)