Patty was hornier than a whore at a Chippendale show. She just had to have sex. For the past two days, Goldman and Patty had been busy working and spending time with Mr. and Mrs. Goldman that they barely had any time alone.Patty’s hormones were raging for satisfaction. It was 10:55 p.m. Wednesday night when she prowled the halls of the station. There were only two people on duty for graveyard shift. The switchboard operator and a deputy. One of the college students were on the switchboard for the night.Patty walked down the hall downstairs. Lawrence was coming out of the locker room. He had changed into plane clothes. “Hey, honey. What are you doing here?”“I was hoping to catch Goldman before he started his shift. I just need to talk to him real quick.”“Oh, he’s in the locker room changing,” Lawrence said and smiled. “You can wait out here if you want, but no one else is there.”“You think it will be okay?” Patty asked shyly. Truth was she didn’t care if someone else was in there
It was rare for Goldman to fuck Patty from behind. He liked it, but he loved looking at her when they screwed. As soon as she asked him to do it, he got an idea for a compromise. He carried her to the area in the locker room with the stalls, sinks, and urinals. “What . . . what are you doing?” she asked. Her breath grazed his temple. “I’ll give you what you want, but were doing it my way,” Goldman answered. “Place your feet on the floor, Patty Cake, I got you.” Goldman held her waist tightly as she slowly placed her feet on the floor. “Now, turn around,” he groaned. She did. Goldman smirked at the surprise on her face. They were standing in front of a full length mirror. The stalls were to the left of the room. The sinks were to the right of the room. “So,” she breathed. “What do you have in mind?” He took her wrists and placed her hands on both sides of the mirror. He placed one hand on her full hip.
What a morning. Patty woke up at 8 a.m. to a churning stomach. She ran to the bathroom and heaved out the vile. She took a shower, threw on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, put her hair in a ponytail, and headed down stairs to the kitchen.It was 9:30 and she had to be at Dalton’s by 11:15 for his surprise party. She didn’t want to spoil the surprise by being late. She had told Jackie she would bring a pack of hot dogs and coleslaw to the cookout. She had a chance to cut the cabbage and carrots yesterday, but she still had to mix the rest of the ingredients.Rufus whined around her feet as she dug in the cabinet for a bowl. He wanted his breakfast. “Oh, all right, boy,” Patty said, flustered. She hated rushing.At 10:50 a.m. Patty and Rufus were walking to Dalton’s house. Patty wished she could have driven because it was ninety degrees outside. She couldn’t drive because she didn’t want to park too close to Dalton’s house and mess up Jackie’s surprise. Goldman and his parents were goin
Nick couldn’t imagine what else Jackie had in mind that could top what she had just told him. A baby. They were having a baby. He was going to be a father. He was going to have a family again. Other than two distant cousins out of state, he had no family - not since David and Danielle had died. Jackie guided him to the kitchen. Had she cooked something? He couldn’t smell anything. No, she couldn’t cook anything beyond toast and a eggs. Then he felt that they were heading to the back door. “We’re going outside?” “Yes,” she confirmed. “Be careful, Jackie. Don’t trip on anything.” She laughed. “I’m fine. I’m not the one blind folded.” That’s right. What if he tripped? He would crush her if he fell on top of her. Damn, he hoped they didn’t have to go far. He heard the back door open. It was quiet as a graveyard. They were on the small deck. Small? Should he buy a bigger house for the baby? “I’m
Nick, Matt, Goldman, and Mr. Goldman were around the grill. Matt was turning the meat. The rest of them were chatting and drinking beer. “Are you sure Jackie is all right?” Nick asked with a worried look. “She’s fine, son,” Mr. Goldman said. “It’s normal. Trust me.” Nick nodded, but he was still concerned. He didn’t like the idea of Jackie feeling sick, pregnant or not. He wanted her happy and healthy. Jesse approached them. “Thanks, Sheriff,” he said. “I can take back over.” Matt handed Jesse the spatula. He picked up his beer bottle from the sidebar of the gas grill. “When are you and Jackie planning to get married?” Matt asked. “We haven’t had a chance to discuss it. Considering the fact that she’s pregnant, I prefer sooner rather than later,” Nick answered. “I don’t blame you for that,” Matt said. “She’ll probably want the big to do like Jodi did.” “I figured that, but we do
Nick, Matt, Jackie, and Jodi were relaxing and drinking in Nick’s living room. Their guests had left an hour ago. Everyone had done their part in cleaning up. Carter and Williamson had hauled the trash away in their trucks. Patty and Trina had washed dishes. Jesse and his son Andy had wrapped up the leftover food. “I’m still excited at the fact that Dalton his going to be my brother,” Jodi said with a smile. “Matt, you and Dalton will be brothers, too.” Matt was relaxing with Jodi in his lap in the recliner. He smiled. “And I am happy about that. I was an only child. I always wanted siblings.” Nick smiled. “I’m honored to be your brother, Matt. Having siblings are great.” “I take it that you want more than one child,” Jackie said with a smile. “I do,” he admitted as he looked down at her in his arms. “Don’t you?” “Yes, but let’s get through this one first,” Jackie said. “Agreed,” Nick said
Nick was relaxing in bed as he waited for Jackie to come out of the bathroom. He wanted her with him tonight. Today was a special day for them. They had gotten engaged, and Nick had found out that he was going to be a father. He looked over at the open door. He smiled as he watched Jackie comb her naturally curly hair. She was wearing a short, gray satin nightgown. Jackie cut the bathroom light out and walked into the bedroom. Nick pulled the covers back so she could join him in bed. Jackie smiled as she slipped between the white cotton sheets. Nick gathered her in his arms as Jackie laid her head on his chest. “Are you truly happy?” Jackie asked. “Yes,” Nick said with a big grin. “Today, you’ve made me the happiest man on earth. Four weeks from now, you will be Mrs. Nicolas Dalton. A few months from now we’ll be parents.” Jackie’s hand light rubbed his peck. “Mrs. Nicolas Dalton. I love the sound of t
It was one o’clock in the morning, and Matt Kirby couldn’t sleep. He threw on some clothes and headed to the station. When he walked into the station, Lawrence was at the reception desk. It looked like he was on the computer. It looked like Lawrence just had a trim. His red hair was neatly cut around his angled face. A college student was on the switchboard. She was plugging in the extra portable radios so they could charge. “Hey, Sheriff,” Lawrence greeted. “What brings you in?” Matt propped his arm on the reception desk. “I couldn’t sleep. Thought I roam down here and see how things are going.” “It’s been quiet so far,” Lawrence said. “I thought I take the opportunity to catch up on some paper work.” Matt nodded. “Good. So, I hear that we have a future deputy in the making.” “Sir?” “Lawrence, I know that Patty is pregnant,” Matt said. “Oh,” Lawrence said. “Sorry, that I didn’t
After Juan had left, Cindy had asked Mindy to grab items to put on her Nicolette persona before they left for Phoenix. Cindy wouldn’t tell her why. She had said they were going somewhere that she needed to see and it was a surprise. Five miles outside of Phoenix, Cindy stopped the SUV at a rest area, grabbed a bag out the back, and told Mindy she had to go to the bathroom. Fifteen minutes later, Cindy returned, but she didn’t look the same. Cindy had on a pile of make-up and a red-wig, and it wasn’t the red wig Mindy had given her. When Cindy got back in the car, Mindy asked what was going on and where were they going. Cindy begged her patience and assured her that everything would become clear. They were in the downtown area of Phoenix. They parked on the street. Cindy walked Mindy to a building that looked like it had glass for walls. They got on the elevator and went to the twelfth floor. There were two businesses on the floor; Grass
It was late Tuesday morning. Mindy was packing a gift basket. She was going to drop it off as she and Cindy rode out of town. Cindy wanted to go shopping in Phoenix. Of course, Mindy couldn’t afford to buy anything but she didn’t mind keeping Cindy company on her shopping trips. Cindy walked in. “Whoa,” she said as she took in the basket on the kitchen table. “That’s a big thank you.” “Well, it is from both us. Can’t have it skimpy,” Mindy said. Cindy shrugged and opened the refrigerator to retrieve a can soda. There was a knock on the back door. “Who in the world could that be?” Mindy asked. Cindy walked to the door and opened it. The man raised his head so they could see his face from under the wide brim baseball hat. “Hey, girls,” Juan greeted. “Juan, come in,” Mindy said with a smile. He darted inside and closed the door. “I parked my car two blocks away and walk
By the time Matt had found out what was going on, it was over. He and Jodi were having a hot romp in the kitchen when Patty tried to call him. He had left his cell in the living room.Two ambulances, the forensics van, two cruisers, and Williamson’s truck were outside. Matt and Jodi walked into Garvey’s bar. “Son of a bitch,” Matt sneered as he put his hands on his hips, taking it all in.Otto was taking pictures of the body on the floor. Goldman stood tall as he was taking notes while Mindy and Cindy Pandock sat at a table talking to him. Juan was sitting at the bar looking like he had never been more relieved in his life as Carter took his statement.“Oh my god,” Jodi said with a shocked look. “I’m going to check on Juan.”“All right, just don’t interfere with the questioning. I’m heading for the lobby to see what else is going on,” Matt said seriously.Jodi nodded and walked away.Matt strode to the lobby doors which were propped open. There was a body on a gurney covered by a shee
Tyrone told Juan how they had tracked Chip down in Chicago. It wasn’t hard. Chip had left a rowdy drunk trail so anyone who wanted to find him could. Tyrone described how they worked Chip over for thirty-six hours. After being beaten for that long anyone would tell what they knew. Chip had given Juan, Sam, and Zeke up. He had even told them where he hid his cut of the money. During the conversation, Tyrone had given the girls more change to play more tunes on the box. Just like before, Chavez had walked with them. When they returned, Ginger got back in the booth and Nicolette remained standing next to a table. She didn’t look as petrified as before. Tucker James had taken a seat at the table with Juan with the gun still on him. Juan guessed he got tired of standing just as much as Nicolette got tired of sitting. It wasn’t hard for Tyrone to track down Zeke either. At least Zeke didn’t lose his mind with the money. He was enjoying a comf
Juan had gotten Tyrone to chat a little. He got detailed about how Sam suffered before he died to Juan, Nicolette, and Ginger’s horror. Tucker even had the nerve to say that at least Sam wasn’t a rat - if it was any consolation to Juan. Now, he was talking to the girls as Nod Ya Head by Will Smith played on the jukebox. Chavez was bobbing his head to the song. “Are you two sisters?” Tyrone asked. “You look like you’re related.” “Cousins,” Nicolette choked out. “Ah,” Tyrone said with understanding. “It’s shame we didn’t meet under different circumstances. You two are cute. Oh, well, back to our friend Juan. So, Juan, where the hell is my twenty million dollars?” Mindy and Cindy’s eyes bugled. “I’ll tell you, but I have to know something first,” Juan said. “Yeah, what’s that?” Tucker said and put the barrel of the gun to Juan’s temple. “How’d you figure out it was us?” Juan asked ask he foug
Tucker had Juan sit down in a chair out on the bar floor. The silence made the situation more terrifying. Tucker pointed his pistol at his chest. How the hell did they figure out it was us? “Ladies, do you want to listen to some music,” Tyrone asked. “Huh?” Ginger said. “Music,” Tyrone repeated. “No reason for the situation to be unpleasant for you because you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. What kind of music do you girls like?” Nicolette shrugged stiffly. “Some country and . . . I just started to listen to some hip hop lately.” “Okay,” Tyrone said as he nodded his approval. “What about you, babe?” he asked Ginger. “Same including R&B,” she answered. Tyrone dug into his pocket and pulled out some change. He took Ginger’s hand and placed the change in it. “Play some hip hop. I don’t like country music – oh, and no Eminem, Justin Bieber, or Justin Timberlake. I hate t
It was Sunday morning, and Juan was feeling pretty good despite what had happened last Sunday. No one in town or the surrounding areas knew about Sam being found dead at the hotel, which surprised Juan because he was sure the EMTs would have talked, but it didn’t seem like they had. Juan just thanked his lucky stars.Matt and his team were still working on Sam’s case. Forensics believed Sam’s death was an accident per cloth fibers that were found on his body and the ice bucket bag. Matt tended to agree based on the staff statements and security camera footage from the lobby and exit doors down stairs. He did have Juan come in to look at some of the footage that Matt found suspicious. Juan identified the two blondes Sam had been with. They had appeared to be in a hurry and they went out the side door exit. Juan only knew their first names. Matt had put in the Arizona state police database that they were wanted for questioning, but he didn’t suspect them of foul play. Sam’s valuables ha
Monday afternoon, Juan prepared himself for the verbal assault as he settled in the office with Jodi and Jackie. He had asked Matt not tell the twins about Sam Ellis. Matt had said that it should come from Juan since they still own a part of the business, so they had a right to know. Juan didn’t want them to know because he knew they would blame him somehow. Sam was Juan’s friend not some random guest off the highway. In the end, Juan had refused to call them about it and told Matt to do what he felt was right in regards to informing the twins. “What’s up?” Juan asked. “I think you know what’s up,” Jackie said. “Jackie, what happened yesterday couldn’t be avoided. I don’t know how you think I could have prevented -” Juan began. “Of course, you couldn’t stop it,” Jackie interrupted. “We came here to see how you were and how we can help.” “Yeah. You can’t stop someone who really wants to kill themselves – or partici
The forensics team combed the room over while Matt and Juan waited in a room across the hall, so Matt could take Juan’s official statement. Both room doors were propped open. Otto was able to just walk a few feet to give Matt immediate need to know information.Matt noted Sam’s license information on a pad so his license could stay in an evidence bag. Sam had one suitcase filled with clothes, normal toiletries in the bathroom, a bottle of aspirin, a hundred and fifty dollars in his wallet, a paper bag with eight thousand four and thirty dollars in it, no credit cards, a cell phone, a photo of a woman, a man, and three girls, a key chain with a car key, two regular keys, and a lock key, and a few business cards.“Do you know why he had so much cash on him?” Matt asked.“Sam still lived the life of a drifter,” Juan said. “Plus, he liked casinos. He stopped at a couple in Arizona before he came here. Probably had a good run.” “Hmm,” Matt mused. “Yeah, but to keep that much cash in your