Any guesses who the murdered Michael Campo?? Was it one of these women, or someone else altogether?
The Killers POVI'd gone over the boat with a fine tooth comb. They won't find anything there. I threw the knife over a bridge on my way home. I left no DNA and no fingerprints. Have I forgotten anything? Overlooked anything? Think like a cop. I kept my phone at home, at least my real one. I made sure there were no cameras in the vicinty of the lauindromat. The only thing that has me worried is the note. The cops haven't found it yet, or they would have dragged me in for questioning already. I can only hope that Campo threw it away where it can never be found. I searched his car and his house. His pockets. Everywhere the cops would search.I know Benson and Shaw are still working heavily on the case. I've been keeping my ears open, nose to the ground, all that crap. They don't have any reason to arrest ore even suspect me. I'm sure of that. I even have a scapegoat in mind if they get too close. Without the note, they've got nothing. My history with Campo is hidden in years past. No one
NataliaOur romantic interlude was over, and we were allowed back in the apartment. The top half of the building had been cleared but the club itself was off limits until repairs could be made. That could take months. Daniel was busy all day working with different people to get the club back in order. He met with contractors for bids on repairs and more insurance people. The property damage and the death of that woman were under two separate policies. I didn't understand it all, but I acted as his secretary, answering calls and greeting people. I kind of like it. He also logged me onto Gayle's computer and showed me how to do some of the reports he needed for projections for the future. The club might have to get a loan to rebuild if insurance doesn't cover everything.I fielded a phone call a little earlier from Detective Benson. He wanted to speak with Daniel or Brandt. I explained that Brandt was out for a few days and Daniel was with some insurance people. He allowed me to take a m
DanielOne year earlierLenore and I signed our contract today. Was I a sick fuck for wanting a woman that acted like a young girl? Mabye. But it sure was fun. I liked taking care of her. I was getting her ready for a bath, then I was going to make dinner. She wanted chicken nuggets, again. While chicken nuggets had their place, I was making myself a chef's salad with grilled chicken and fresh avocado.I made sure the bath water was warm but not to hot. I poured in some bubble bath and Lenore squealed while the tub filled with bubbles. She really got into her 'Little' role. I admired her body. She had really large breasts and I loved to watch them jiggle. She was pretty short, which fit her child-like role, so she fit perfectly in the bathtub. I ran my fingers up her leg past her soft and smooth thigh to her sex. She giggled like a little girl when I ran my fingers over her smooth sex."Be a good girl, Lenore, while I go get a couple of things, okay?" I asked her in my Daddy voice."Ok
NataliaAt first, I didn't know what had awoken me. I was groggy and didn't recognize the buzzing noise, having only heard it one time before when my mom came to visit. I shook Daniel."Babe, what is that noise?" I asked, my voice hoarse from sleep.He rolled over. "Shit. Someone is at the downstairs door trying to buzz in."He picked up his phone and opened an application. It brought up a live video feed of the outside rear entrance."Damn," he said. "It's Lenore."The gift that keeps on giving."If you let her in this time, I'm leaving, and I won't be letting you punish me for it." I wasn't joking and he knew it."Let me go downstairs and find out how bad it is. If I have to, I'll call the police to come get her." he said in a resigned voice."Leave your phone with me. I want to see the action." I trusted him. It was Lenore I didn't trust."Yeah, okay but let me have yours, so I can call the cops if needed." I grabbed mine off the nightstand and handed it to him."I love you, Daniel.
LenoreI woke up in jail again for the second time in as many weeks. This time, however, I'm not exactly sure what the offense is. I know I went to Daniel's apartment. I tried to convince him to let me stay with him. I needed my Daddy. But he's got a new bitch now, and I'm on my own again. I don't like being alone.I don't know what time it is but suspect around seven thirty or eight. I can hear signs that the jail is waking up. Doors are clanging, and the new shift is coming on, the last shift going home. The guards are laughing and greeting each other. Some of my fellow inmates are starting to stir as well. I'm in a cell with two other girls. This is just the county jail, so it doesn't hold as many folks as a prison would. People come and go from here all the time, whether they are released back to society or off to serve a prison term once the court process is over. It's not a comfortable place to be in the slightest. And I've been here twice so far. It's a pretty depressing feeling
NataliaI woke up with Daniel's hard, pierced cock rubbing between my legs in a parody of sex. He was behind me. His fingers were on my clit, and I was already close to an orgasm. He could do that to me even in my sleep. It was unusual for him to be awake before me, but we'd had a long night. After watching a few episodes, we went to bed knowing we could only nap a few hours before getting back up to face the day."Oh, god!" I gasped as my body started to spasm. I jerked my hips involuntarily in response to what he was doing to me."Cum for me baby," he rasped in my ear. When I was done quaking, he rolled me onto my back and spread my legs. I could feel how wet I was. He slid in easily and groaned in pleasure."I love you, Nat," he said as he thrust into my body slowly at first. He lay on top of me and started kissing my face, my jaw, my neck. He lifted a little and bowed his head, so he could reach my nipples with his mouth. All the while fucking me with agonizing slowness.Oh. The se
BensonWe were into an hour-long interview and I still had questions for Lenore. We still hadn't gotten to the part about Dale Ignasis. I spoke to him yesterday and I wanted to bring Lenore in for another interview anyway. She just came to us first."So you actually met Campo years ago? While Gayle was with him?" I clarified. If she had met him while they were together, that would solidify things in court."I met him once when they first got together, but the longer they were a couple, the less we saw of her. Her mother was really worried about her at the time. It wasn't like Gayle to go long periods of time without speaking with her family. And her dad was sick in the hospital, but she never went to see him. Her mom actually drove to their house and demanded to see Gayle. Campo was acting sketchy but allowed Aunt Mary in the house when she threatened to call the police."Shaw put in, "Why didn't you tell us this before, Lenore? It sounds like Gayle should have been a suspect all along
DanielDon't assume that the reason I like this house so much is because of the features in the master bedroom. I mean, it's a plus, but not the real selling point. Everything I said to Natalia was true. The house was in a nice neighborhood, and it ticked all the boxes for the size of the yard, the number of bedrooms and that kitchen. I mean the look on Nat's face when she saw it was the best. But this room comes with some features that I will most definitely be making use of when I buy it. I'm going to call the realtor just as soon as I show my Peaches a few of the, shall we say, amenities?I opened the door and positioned myself, so I could see her face. The bedroom is huge, number one. It's big enough for a king-sized bed and a whole living room suite of furniture. It has double walk in closets and a master bath to die for. I can think of so many uses for the built-in bench and double rainfall shower heads on either side of the shower stall. Plus, there is a separate bathtub that's