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

Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapter 12

... area. Again he checks the bottoms of drawers and behind them, also cracks around the windowsills and counters. He notes the garbage can is empty and checks the freezer over the fridge. He steps up on a kitchen chair to check the top of the fridge and down in behind it. Nothing. He steps back into the living room and listens. " ... I love to do that, too. I had one until about a year ago..." It's Trudy's voice so he steps back into the kitchen and opens the back door with a tissue over his fingers. He turns the lock and presses the button with the tissue in his hands. Now it's unlocked and no fingerprints. He can come back at his leisure if he needs to and is careful. He looks around the carport. No car but evidence it was used recently. Oil drips and tracks in the dust. He studies the tracks and sketches them. No clear footprints. He goes back inside and closes the door quietly. He opens a cupboard with his other hand and steps sideways to peer into it as he listens. A murmur of voices can be heard from the far bedroom. He bangs the cupboard shut and goes into the living room. He hears, "I think it’s much better now. Thanks for your help." He hears a mutter then, "No, see. I can put my weight on it. I think it’s okay. We better see where my boss is." By now Mike is at the bedroom door grinning at Trudy over the officer's shoulder. He steps back away from the door as they stir and is crossing the living room towards the side door when they come out. "Your fellows really did ...

... a clean job. I can't find anything useful here. Did she have a room mate?" "Lived here all by herself. Must have been making a lot more than me. Maybe I should moonlight as a pub steward." "She made her extra expenses by more than waitressing at the pub. I don't think you'd make it in that line." "In this day and age, it might surprise you." They both laugh. Outside Mike opens the car door for Trudy and says loudly, "How's that ankle?" "It feels a lot better now." Trudy winks. They pull away and head back to the address where they had encountered Scanlon. "How much did you have to show him of your ankle? Up to your waist?" "Nearly! He was really worried about you wandering around by yourself. He didn't say so but was fidgeting to get going. I never had that much trouble keeping a man interested in my body before." "Good work. I got some trade goods." "Right on!" "I also set it up for a return visit." "The back door?" "Yep." "When?" "Sorry, I'll be doing that alone. I have the license, so it would go hard on me but not near as bad as it would be if you were caught there." "I'll be your wheel man then." "We'll see." They pull back in front of the condo at 417. All is quiet so they go up the walk and ring the bell. The door is nudged open by an elbow and the tall thin blonde can be seen talking on a phone with the cord stretched so she can reach the door. She says something then walks away to hang up the phone. She comes back and opens the screened outer door. "You're back. I ...