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Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapter 24

Date: 3/5/2017, Categories: Fiction, Cruelty, Death, Erotica, Male / Females, Murder, Violence, Author: davebccanada, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

to sleep when I go to bed with you, do I? I'll have you know you’re more awake and alive in bed with me than you are when you’re driving your damn truck. So there!" She sticks her tongue out at him. They tumble out of bed together and reach for robes. They take a shower together and get dressed. They while away the afternoon with Crystal then grab a quick picnic lunch in the back yard. Soon it's time to head for POCO. Mike makes sure she has the cell phone and can keep it out of sight. They drive the freeway all the way in to the Port Mann Bridge. After they cross over they swing to the right and drive the Lougheed into Port Coquitlam. They turn right at the Coquitlam Center mall and drive west over the bridge. Right again takes them under the CP mainline and they are downtown on Shaughnessy. Then it’s straight ahead to Wilson and right half a block. Mike parks by the curb and they walk up to the house together. Mike rings the bell and they wait. As he reaches to ring the bell again, the door opens and Tony greets them. "Come in, come in. You brought the charming little lady. I'm so glad. I thought you would and I have coffee with fresh cream just for Miss Trudy." He takes her hand and leads her into the large main room. "Sit here, my dear. Michael, grab yourself a seat anywhere. Coffee?" "No, I'm all coffee'd out for today. I meant to say last time we were here what a lovely home you have." "You can say it this time." He laughs. "I will. Watch this guy, Trudy. He's likely ... to stick a sign on your back saying 'Kick Me'. He's a real prankster." Tony and Mike have a chuckle and Trudy looks mystified. "So Michael, you had some more questions for me. I presume they are in connection with the death of poor Florence Hanson." "Yes, I did. I spoke with Angela Barteloni the other day and she said you and her did not play cards all night with Ron Harrison and his date. She implied you accompanied her to your bedroom around midnight. Is that true?" "Well, she's certainly not very discreet. I wasn't going to say anything about that but yes, it's true." "Then Harrison and the lady do not have an alibi, do they? I mean, after all, you were busy with Angela and cannot vouch for where they were after midnight." "Hmmm, I guess your right. Do you think Ron would do such a thing? I've known him quite a while and I don't think he could have done it." "Quite frankly, neither do I. He's all bluster, but for the nitty gritty, he hires it done. He had his friends take a shot at me. Came quite close to wiping me out, too." "He did? That's a shock to me, but he does associate with the weirdest people. That cab driver for one. Scanlon is his name, I think." "Yes. I've met Jay Scanlon. Unfortunately he has been cleared by an impeccable witness who knows where he was that night." "How interesting. Oh, Trudy, we are neglecting you. How is the coffee?" "Delicious. Do you always keep fresh cream on hand?" "I would drink it no other way, my dear." "I have another question for ...