Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Copywrite: 2000 - Sex Stories

Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Copywrite: 2000

... works.” Len goes on quizzically “And then there’s Trudy… how do you get away with her in your schedule? I hope you don’t feel I'm getting too personal. I am truly curious.” “No, that’s okay, Len. You know my situation as well as anyone, I suppose. We work together most often.” He pauses, “I fit her in.” Again a pause, “She has something… or perhaps I should say we have something... that has stagnated in my marriage. I don’t know just how to explain it. She’s special, alive and damned intelligent. There’s a spark between us, a bond. Like in an undercover operation, a good feeling of two like spirits doing intimate things together. My wife and I once shared feelings similar to the ones Trudy and I enjoy. Somehow we have become bogged down in the humdrum everyday mechanics of keeping our marriage and family together and afloat.” He continues, “It’s not all sex with Trudy, although that’s terrific, but it’s also good old plain intelligent conversation. She has helped me with investigations in the past, she knows how to use her head.” They sit quietly to finish their meal each with their own thoughts. Mike stretches and walks around the rig checking tires, brakes and hoses. The stretch of highway between here and Hope is the worst on number 3 so he wants to be sure everything is working right. Finally they climb back up into the cab and head for the coast. It’s raining lightly as they climb up passed the mine tailings from Copper Mountain mine and it’s going to get dark early ...

... tonight. Mike figures they will be in Hope by nine-thirty so he can stop at Trudy’s. Len has got him thinking about her again and he’s wondering how her daughter, Crystal, is fairing. He should have picked up some comics for her. He thinks belatedly he should have got some in Calgary. It’s constant barking of the Jake brake on the downhill runs and roaring of the diesel on the upgrades after they pass the lodge in Manning Park. Mike is watching for wildlife but traffic is light, since it is only Thursday, so the driving is fairly easy. As they pass the Hope Slide Mike starts whistling and appears more cheerful than he has the whole trip. Len grins as he realizes what this means. They’ll be making a stop in Hope! Len has known the petite blond from the truck stop in Laidlaw for nearly a year now but has never given her much thought. He knows she was from Prince Edward Island and that she was married to a Frenchman out at the base by Chilliwack. She married him down east and it hadn’t gone well. He’s heard her comment that the only good thing that ever came from their marriage was her daughter, Crystal. Her father was a Lieutenant Colonel in the Canadian Forces and her ex was in the forces as well. If his memory is correct he doesn’t think her divorce is finalized yet. He wasn’t aware until two weeks ago that she and Mike were seeing each other. She went with them on a run to Kamloops and Calgary. By the time they reached Kamloops he knew they were close and had been for some time. ...