Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapter 12 - Sex Stories

Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapter 12

... in early." Mike parks behind the cruiser. "Keep him busy while I look things over in here. If there are any traces of evidence, I don't particularly want him to see them." "I'll do my best." She lifts her skirt and wiggles her bottom on the seat. Mike looks to the sky and says, "Lord help him." They walk to the side door where the officer carefully removes the yellow police tape and opens the door for them. Trudy steps through first and trips on a mat. As she catchers herself both men catch a glimpse of her bare behind. She straightens up and places one hand on the officer's arm while she lifts her one leg and rubs the ankle. "What a hazard! I've twisted my ankle. I hope your wife has sense enough not to leave loose mats like that inside a door." "Uh, I'm not married." Mike moves on into the house as he hears behind him, "You're not? I'm surprised. Could you look at that ankle, here let me lift my skirt a bit..." Quickly Mike moves to the bedroom and searches drawers, under drawers, under the bed and dressers. The bedroom is definitely feminine with sheer curtains and a lacy edged spread on the bed. Lights flank a mirror over a makeup area and the chair has been recovered with material and lace to match the bedspread. He doubts she ever brought a trick to this room, or even to this house. By the makeup he spots a trace of red beside the mirror. With his jackknife he lifts the edge of the mirror and the red drops down. Using the point of his blade he pries loose a matchbook ...

... cover from The Gardens. On the back is a phone number in blue/black ink. Glancing quickly into the mirror he sees the room is still empty and pockets the cover. One more quick survey of the room and he moves to the bathroom. More lights, more mirrors and a medicine cabinet behind one. Inside Tampax, creams, more makeup, cough syrup, aspirin, mouth wash, toothpaste, the usual. There is also two razors, one distinctly feminine and the other quite heavy. Mike unscrews the handle of the heavier one and drops the blade with accumulated soap and bristles into a plastic bag. He reassembles the razor and places it back inside the cabinet. There is a shower and separate tub in the bathroom. Mike checks the soap in both but finds both bars have been scraped. He checks the drains and wipes a clean tissue around each. Some hairs of two distinct colors are apparent on the tissue. These go into another plastic bag and join the other one in his pocket. The bathroom is very well kept so he cannot see any other useful areas to concentrate on. Just as well. He hears footfalls and voices. " ...must be in the bathroom." "Hi there, I'm here in the bathroom. You guys swept this place pretty clean." The officer calls from next-door, "Our people usually do a pretty comprehensive job." and in a lower voice, "You still can't put any weight on it? It may be sprained. Let me check it again for swelling. Put it up here on the bed." Mike steps out of the bathroom and goes to the combination kitchen/dining ...