Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapter 3

... late." About an hour later they both show up prim and proper inside the Husky cafe for breakfast. By nine thirty they're on the road again. When Mike calls Central Dispatch its quarter to one in Calgary. There are no changes so they head right back to the coast. It's almost dark when Mike lets her off at her house. She waves good-bye as he pulls away and heads for POCO. He'll be in the yard by eleven: up the valley to Chilliwack then Abbotsford: across the Fraser to Mission and west to Port Coquitlam. He schemes as he drives the miles. How can he get more information on Flo's ex husband? He knows he will have to examine court records, but there must be a faster way. And what was this crap they had on Ray? He would have to check that out for himself. Maybe Tony would know who her ex was if he dated her? Hmmm, that is a distinct possibility. How could he approach Tony? Appeal to his sense of fair play and trying to help Ray out of a jam. Might work. It would also help him in his investigation of Tony. He wonders what other suspects they might have. Might be an idea to compile his own list of suspects but he didn't really have access to the scene of the crime. Might be able to glean a bit more of that from Nina, but he better catch her alone. With Jeff or Marlene around she has a habit of claming up unless she's had a few drinks. As he pulls into the yard on Kingsway, he notices an RCMP cruiser by the guardhouse and the Commissionaire standing gabbing with him. He waves as he ...

... pulls by but the guard flags him down. He hits the air brakes and hisses to a stop, looking in the passenger mirror to see if they were really trying to catch him. The officer and the guard are walking together towards his rig. He opens the door and jumps down to join them. "Were you trying to flag me down?" The Commissionaire nods in the affirmative and the officer says, "Hello again." "Oh, it's you. What's up? Come to ask my help on the case?" He grins for the benefit of the guard, but neither of them seems to appreciate his sense of humor. The police officer speaks, "Mr. Claymore, I have a few more questions for you. Do you mind?" Mike nods. "Is this the Commissionaire you spoke to when you came into the yard last Thursday night?" "No, it was Dave Broady. He was on last Thursday on the graveyard shift." "And what were you driving then?" "Same truck as now. My Kenworth." "Was your partner, Len I think his name was, was he with you?" Mike nods in the affirmative. "Now that's odd, the Commissionaire does not recall seeing Len. How do you explain that?" "When I saw the Commissionaire I was alone. Len had left for home." "Oh, you dropped him in the parking lot, did you?" "No, no. We drove in, dropped one trailer by the shops and backed the other one in to a door of the warehouse for unloading the next morning. Then we parked the Kenworth and walked out to the lot. Len reminded me that I hadn't put the bills of lading into the pouch on the trailers. We have to have them out when ...