Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapters 7 & 8 - Sex Stories

Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapters 7 & 8

... all terminal to terminal." "Okay Jerry. You take care." Mike hangs up and checks to see where Marlene is. She's lying down in the bedroom, but the phone woke her up so he tells her he's going out but will be back for lunch. He heads for ABC Security. He could have called in but feels he wants to be on site to check for any more work. He gives them the go ahead on the ICBC fraud claim and the boss shakes his hand. "Well done, Mike. I don't have anything else right now, unless you want to try an arson investigation. One of the mills out in Whonnock burned down last night and I have a call from the Fire Marshall on it. They want immediate action. Got time to give it a try." "I'd love to but I have a two or three day run scheduled this week. Sorry." "That's alright. I'll do the investigation myself. When you due out?" "After midnight tonight." "Oh well, thanks again for the fast job on that fraud case. You'll get a nice chunk of change from them on that job. Where you going to spend it all?" "With three kids, you have to ask me that? They both laugh and Mike heads home for lunch. While they're eating the phone rings. It’s Nina. "Mike, I have to see you tonight. Something's come up. They have more forensic evidence and your not going to like it. It looks like Ray is probably the killer." "Where are you?" "At the drugstore. I'm using the payphone. Why?" "Don't say any more. I'll see you tonight." "What's the matter? Never mind, I'll talk to you later, I might even do more than ...

... talk." She giggles and hangs up. Mike no more than gets back to the table when the phone rings again. "Go ahead and eat. I'll get it." Marlene comes back and hands the phone to him. "It’s for you, dear." He takes it into the living room and says, "Hello." "Mike, it’s Ray. My lawyer sprung me this morning. I'm out on bail. How are you making out with your investigation?" "I can't talk now, Ray. Where are you staying?" "At home. I went down to the yard and they said to report in for work tomorrow morning. Ain’t that something?" "I told you that a lot of us don't believe you had anything to do with that murder. Now do you believe me?" "Yeah, I do. I checked my locker while I was there. They said the cops had been through it. My boots and coveralls are gone. Do you suppose they have them?" "Probably. Was it locked?" "I don't have a padlock. I only close it with the catch. Nothing of value in there, anyway." "I have to run here Ray. If anything comes up I'll catch you at home or at work. Take care, now." He finishes his lunch pondering what's going on. Mike is sure the cops haven't yet had a chance to tap his phone, but he wouldn't bet his life on it. While he's away on this run he's sure they'll try. When they figure out the link between him and Nina that will end that source of information. She will probably get demoted, even if they can't prove she helped him. Damn! Best to get what he can as fast as he can. Or maybe it’s time to beard the lion in his den. Mike picks up the phone ...