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We spend the next few seconds to open the flaps on our coffees and take a first sip. Finally, O'Hara spoke.
"Smith, what were you doing poking around at Nelson's funeral?"
"Who?" I asked summoning as much surprise as I could.
"Thomas Nelson"
"Ah! The dead guy yesterday! I wasn't working on that. I was following somebody that went there. You know me. I don't do anymore the dangerous stuff that you guys do. I do cheating husbands, background checks, and other small stuff."
"Who were you following?" asked O'Hara.
Think fast! Think fast!
"Bill Braden" I answered.
"Who's Bill Braden?"
"He works for Delorey's Solution, the PR firm. This is totally off the record. If this gets out, I might just be sued for millions. I want to be clear on that. They think he might be selling inside information to a competitor. He went to the funeral yesterday and I followed him there. Are you investigating him too? Is he linked to Nelson's death?"
There's one thing detectives are good at and it's asking questions. However, there's one thing they are bad at, and it's answering questions. As soon as I started to ask questions, they only wanted to get rid of me.
"It's none of your business, Smith!" O'Toole said sternly.
"Oh, come on guys! Scratch my back and I'll scratch yours. Is that anything to do with Braden? Is he involved?"
Ten seconds later I was out of the car with not a single thanks for the coffees. That's gratitude for you!
To be continued
- COMMENTS
Pjam196812 months agoI loved the interaction with the detectives, even that make them sound dumb which they aren’t
ohyessssssover 9 years agoShe's not killing anyone. Her husband is. The wound he received has rendered him impotent. He knows she's fucking others , with his blessing. He kills them when they demand more than casual sex. Just a WAG. In my eyes, she's still a useless tramp.
tazz317over 11 years agoto pursue and fathom whats what and whos who, TK U MLJ LV NV
LordSlamdawggover 11 years agoThere's a few glitches to this introduction . Yet the author is to be commended for stretching into new territory. I'm enjoying the dry humor as well. There's a light hearted feel to some grim events which at first is disconcerting,then diverting. Well played & well written ( overall ).
AmorousFuckerover 11 years agoIt's not often I am interested enough in a story to leave a comment after each chapter when all chapters are already posted, but this one merits such action. It's also not often that an erotic story piques my interest on this level, although it doesn't fall under the same type category as most tales on Literotica. I wonder what will happen next...maybe he gets the evidence he needs, but decides to fuck her and ends up as her next victim? Or perhaps he finds that she is not actually the black widow he imagined, and it is her war hero husband offing her lovers? Hmmm...intriguing, indeed.
I am somewhat curious, however; if he installed a tracking node on her car, shouldn't he be able to trace where her vehicle was at the time of death? I guess maybe you'll deal with that in the next chapter...
