Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapter 24 - Sex Stories

Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapter 24

... you, Tony?" "Go ahead, dear boy." "When you invited me over the other day, you were wearing Ray's work boots. Why is that?" "Ray's? Ray Chauffe's boots? Why do you say that?" This time Tony looks startled. "Simple, really. They have an identifying mark on them. I noticed the other day as we were coming out of the locker room." "Huh. I don't know. I left mine by the locker one night and when I came back to work I thought that they were the same one I'd left. You say they are Ray's. I wonder who has mine?" "When did you do that, Tony?" "Must be two month's ago now, I guess." "Speaking of months, I am curious to know why you told the police and myself that you had only gone out with Flo once or twice, when in fact, you dated her discreetly for months and even stayed at her place a while." Mike was guessing there but thought it worth the gamble. "Oh, you have been busy, haven't you? Yes, I was one of her secret admirers, but the secret was on everyone else, not Flo. I'm surprised you uncovered it. May I ask how?" "You left hair in her shower drain and bristles in the razor in her medicine cabinet. We even found a copy of the note she left you to meet her after work, plus the trip to the Vietnamese Restaurant in February was attested to by her coat and the match books she picked up to write a phone number on. Do you want more?" "Ingenious. I'm amazed by what the modern sleuth can come up with. You are quite correct. But since our dating was so discreet, I sought to avoid a lot ...

... of hassles with the police and told them I had only dated her a few times. Now you know. As for the note you refer to, she gave me that in February or March, I'm not sure which, and I met her as requested. Do you think I was the one who killed her?" "Were you?" "Don't be absurd. Of course I didn't. It was some sex pervert, I'm sure. I mourned her death like any lover would." "By taking Angela to bed the night she died." "Well, I didn't know she was going to die that night. We weren't exclusive lovers. Only when the mood struck us. After all, look what she did for spare cash." "Yes, that's another puzzle. She is the only one of Scanlon's girls who could get away with defying him. Almost like she had a protector. Were you her protector, Tony?" "Me? Why me?" "Could be because of your Vietnamese war training. Your not just the jolly fellow that the guys see at work, are you? Scanlon is scared to death of you, isn't he?" "Hah, you've caught me out again. I did have to put some moves on Jay one night. He didn't bother Flo again for the duration. So what?" "So it's interesting how much we didn't know from the information you didn't give us. Quite a complex web you weave." "Yes, isn't it." Trudy speaks up, "Don't forget I'm here, guys. Do you mind if I try to open your puzzle box again, Tony?" Tony is glad to change the subject and flashes Trudy a smile as he says, "Of course not, my dear. It would be fascinating to see someone actually open it after all these centuries. You go right ...