Case of the Paper Trail Ch. 02

"Okay, the women are definitely Charleen Davis and Edna Biller." Tanya said. "They were murdered by having their throats slit, but interestingly, they were wrapped up in the plastic, and there were blows to their heads suggesting they were knocked out before being murdered."

As much as I wanted to, I did not interject my observations on that.

"Also, neither woman showed any sign of intoxication, no alcohol in their stomachs, and no sign of chronic drinking by Edna Biller." Tanya continued. "In fact, the stomach contents were nearly empty, which suggests to the Medical Examiner that they didn't have lunch together that day, much less dinner, and that neither had eaten since that morning."

"The blood spots found on the floor are the women's blood, at least typing and preliminary tests suggest. The DNA test should be back this afternoon, but it looks like the spot between the television and the easy chairs was Edna's, and the one behind the chairs was Charleen's."

"Last but not least is time of death." said Tanya. "The cold weather has made the range wider, and the official times are approximately 2:00pm to midnight."

"You'd think they'd have gotten hungry and eaten." said Diana Torres. "So maybe they were killed that afternoon."

"Unless they were kidnapped," said Martin Nash, "tied up for hours, then killed later that night."

"True, but their stomachs weren't that empty." Tanya said, her expertise in autopsies coming to the fore. "I'm thinking somewhere in between... early evening, just after sunset, bodies dumped within a couple of hours."

"So, which one of them is it?" Cindy asked, glancing over at me as she asked it. "The husbands, that is."

"I still think Biller's story has more holes than swiss cheese." said Martin Nash.

"Guys, I need to say something here." I said, cutting Tanya off as she was about to speak. I drew some looks, but held up my hands. "No, guys, this really needs to be said: you guys need to remember that solving the case is not just knowing who did it, how, where, and why. It's solved only when you give the District Attorney's office the evidence needed to spoon-feed to a jury and get a conviction beyond a reasonable doubt. From the first moment of the crime scene to the arrest, you have to keep that in mind, and that is where you need to pick up the pace and get this thing done before the Chief gets tired of letting this go on. Am I clear?"

"Yes sir!" came a chorus.

"All right, carry on." I said.

"I was about to say: there's still a lot of evidence at the Davis home." said Tanya, "and while not perfect, Biller's story hasn't been broken down hard yet."

"Can I say something?" asked Joanne Cummings. Feeling all the eyes shift to her, she nervously said "I'm really bothered by those two blood spots found at the Davis home. They're perfectly spherical, about the same size, and there are no other blood spots or spatter anywhere else in that house."

"Which suggests?" Cindy asked, coaxing Joanne.

"I think those spots were planted." replied Detective Cummings. "Someone with a syringe or even a plastic pipette like those used in our crime lab could've just squeezed out a big spot of blood of each woman for us to find. And if someone was there to do that, someone could've left the cell phones there at the same time."

"And Mr. Davis is just watching all of this and saying nothing?" Tanya asked, a bit sharply.

"He could've been asleep." said Joanne. "He said he'd been drinking, and I suspect he'd had more than a couple of shots."

"That's very good, Detective Cummings." Cindy complimented. I was vigorously nodding my head in agreement. Joanne was going to do well, I could just tell...

Part 11 - The Three Emails

Getting back from lunch, I had three emails in my inbox. After reading them, I then began pulling up some video evidence of certain places. I copied the videos to an evidence file, a copy of which I sent to Paulina Patterson.

I called Cindy and told her that I was taking charge of Rudistan and his Uniform team, then told Captain Charles the same. Both understood what that meant: that I had solved the case to my satisfaction, including having the evidence needed for a conviction, and I was going to make sure the perp did not try to get away or cause mischief. I gave Rudistan and his team my instructions in my office, then after they left I picked up the phone and asked Paulina to come into my office.

"You rang?" she said, coming in.

"Close the blinds and lock the door." I said. Paulina did so, then came around to my side of my desk as I admired her. She was wearing a salmon pink jacket and pants, high heel salmon pink pumps, and a white blouse with red and black decorations on it.

"Do you want me to tell you what I know about this case, or be with the MCD and not know until they solve it, so that you don't give something away?"

"I've been meaning to talk with you about that." said Paulina. "I know what you guys are trying to do, but I need to know what you know, and as soon as you know it... just in case we die of the same heart attack while making love."

"A hint if ever I heard one." I said, smiling. "First, let me show you this." I put a name on a slip of paper and sealed it in an envelope, then repeated it with a second slip of paper and envelope. "I'm also sending you video evidence, as well as my accumulated data evidence. This'll be enough to get a conviction or maybe a confession on the circumstances."

"Wow, how did you find the video feed so fast?" Paulina asked.

"Easy, if one knows exactly where to look, which I did." I replied. "The case is not air-tight yet, and I'm hoping the MCD team will shore it up with their findings as they get to the right answer. There is also further evidence sitting out there somewhere; I haven't figured out where yet, though."

"Think your MCD team will get there? To the solution?" Paulina asked.

"Oh yes, it's just a matter of time." I said. "I'm really wanting to see how long it takes them more than if they do it. This one is easy; they'll do it."

"Speaking of 'easy'," Paulina said, sitting on the edge of my desk and spreading her legs, her high heels on the desk next to her pants-covered pussy, "I'm feeling really 'easy' for you right now. Why don't you sink that big dick of yours into me, really 'easy', before I go nuts, huh?"

"Don't mind if I do." I said, standing up, positioning myself right between the lovely black woman's legs. My hand went to her chin, easing her face up as I lowered my mouth to hers in a warm kiss, gentle at first, then growing deeper and more passionate.

I felt Paulina's hands working on my pants, unfastening them, freeing my iron-hard cock. I felt her soft, warm hand grab the base of my shaft and begin jacking my meat, very gently but getting the job done of arousing me fully.

"Here, stand up." I whispered. Paulina did so, and she slipped out of her pumps as I undid her pants and eased them down her shapely legs. Her salmon-pink panties, soaking wet, slid down her legs next.

"Are you on the pill?" I asked, as I always did when I was about to penetrate Paulina, loving what was coming next.

"No, I'm not." the lovely black woman replied, then added "And I'm fertile, too."

We did not waste any more time. Paulina sat back on the edge of the desk and I moved forward as she guided my cock to her sopping wet slit. No foreplay was needed; my cock slid into Paulina on a thick layer of hot cunt oil until I was nuts-deep inside her, my balls pressing against her taint and the edge of the desk.

We did not exchange words, but copulated silently and urgently. Paulina had been looking down, at the union of our lust-filled bodies. When she looked up and into my eyes, I could see the burning lust, and requited love, in hers. I bent down and kissed her, our tongues swirling together in a kiss that seared into my very soul.

I pumped Paulina with rapid, deep strokes, knowing that our location for our clandestine coupling was one that could compromise us. I felt myself nearing the crest as I whispered "I'm getting close, Paulina... do you want me to pull out?"

"No, Don." Paulina whispered back, as she always did. "I want you to come inside me. I want you to knock me up. I want to have your baby Don, I want--"

"UHHH!!!" I gasped out as the heat of Paulina's snatch mixed with the import of her words, making me lose control. The familiar gray mist blinded me for a moment as spurt after thick spurt of my jism shot into Paulina's pussy, both of us praying that one of those sperm would find her waiting egg and conceive our love child...

As we finished and cleaned up, I realized that Paulina had drained me not only of sperm but of energy. I'd need a 'gray viagra' to keep up with Laura tonight...

To be continued.