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2024-10-29 19:42:56There wasn’t anyone following him when he arrived at his work building. He had made few stops along the way to carefully look and hadn’t picked out anyone suspicious. For all he knew it was another jolly hot afternoon with people going about their business, cars honking their horns, music blasting out of open doorways . . . almost all the music he heard sounded Caribbean. Brothers owning the street corners glanced his way with bleary eyes, some clutching and sipping malt liquor in brown paper bags while others flung dice on the kerb, nothing to do besides hustle their way through life.
Thaddeus listened to the noise coming from his shoes as he walked down the kerb. His clothes felt damp with sweat; he sighed with relief as he took a turn into B Street and saw his building across from him.
He went inside and almost immediately the air felt different. He took the elevator instead of the stairs and knocked on his out
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Thad laid his hat on the seat next to him, got his notebook and pen out of his jacket and opened to a fresh page. He had his ‘strictly business’ face on to let the woman know he had more important things on his mind than wanting to gloss over her figure. He cleared his throat before he spoke.“When we talked on the phone, you mentioned something about being related to the missing kid’s mother?”Hilda nodded. She sucked on her cigarette and puffed out another cloud of smoke. “I’m surprised Constance never thought to mention it to you. Then again, I guess it’s ‘cos she never figured her boy would scuttle halfway across the city to see his Aunt.” She lifted an ashtray from the coffee table beside her. “You do know of her husband being deceased, right?”“Yes, I do. You’re saying Jonathan, was here with you in this apartmen
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How time flies especially when you’re having (fucking) fun.The afternoon was giving way for early evening when Thaddeus left the high-rise building, having stopped to question Josh the doorman but their conversation went nowhere as Thad found out it had been his reliever who had seen the kid leave and not himself. Thaddeus couldn’t spare wanting to return upstairs to wrestle the facts from Hilda again. He pocketed his pen and notebook as he walked out and headed towards the parking garage for his car. His mind wandered back to the sex bout he’d enjoyed and he cursed himself for putting work ahead of pussy for once when he could have been enjoying more right now. Damn this fucking missing kid’s case! Some people ought to just stay missing or don’t even bother. He promised himself that once he got done with this case, providing he found the kid alive and not dead in some
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The envelope contained a single sheet of paper inside and the words it carried were high-cased letters and type scripted. Thad held the note by its edge and placed it on a table in front of him to examine it better. Whoever had done it had probably watched plenty of CSI episodes movies to know that the best ransom notes are ones simply stated with no formalities—why put in too many words and risk giving yourself away on a dime when analysed. It could be the work of a pro or even an amateur pretending to be one, Thad surmised as he read the note once again.YOUR BOY IS SAFE AND TAKEN CARE OF.IF YOU WANT TO SEE HIM AGAIN, WAIT BY THE PHONE.—ANONYMOUSSimple and straight to the point. The guy wasn’t into wasting any words, and yet he’d left Constance in pain waiting for his call to come through. Thad turned the note over and saw nothing there indicative of an error on the sender’s pa
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Thad’s mind was in a cross-cutting jumble as he drove towards his office. His thoughts were divided three ways. First,there was the kidnapper: whoever he was, where could he possibly be keeping Jonathan—if really he had him—where in the city could they be right now? Then there was Jonathan: who could possibly be aiding him and for whatever reason. To spite his mother perhaps . . . and for money. That can’t be left out of the equation; it all comes down to money in the end. Last was Constance; what a fucking hot number she is. He could still feel the pressure of her body when she had hugged him. The sweet smell of her hair . . . he could just picture her naked right now. Gone was the uppity bitch he’d earlier presumed she was; nothing comparable to her sister too. He couldn’t disavow himself from starting to want her in the worse way.There was a black SUV wit
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The doorbell went off again with its irritating ringtone before he got to the door. Thad unlocked and opened it to see a woman standing there smiling at him. Thad at first couldn’t place her, then it took him two seconds to recall her face and where he’d met her—the white woman he’d met in Pimp Zee’s SUV. Myra, he remembered her name was.“Good evening,” she said. “Pimp Zee dropped me off. He told me you might want company.”“I thought I told him I didn't want any,” he looked past her shoulder as if expecting to find his friend lurking somewhere behind; she was alone with herself.“He told me you would,” she said, then added, “I too could use some company.” She gave him a coquettish eye that seemed to say more than her words.Thad scratched an itch in the back of his head and sheepishly thought, Damn you, Zeke. &n
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Twilight was upon the city.Thaddeus gripped the Coupe DeVille’s wheel hard as he struggled to steel his mind from the eerie erotic sensation his body was giving him. His crotch simply wouldn’t lie down and be quiet inside his pants, not since he left his pad. Every time he changed gear and floored his engine, he felt his cock nudge perceptibly against his pants as if he had a fussy lizard stuck in his crotch. He tried putting his mind on the job at hand, working up a storm to think up anything to help kill the weird urges building in the cavern of his mind and especially down in his pants. Much of it was because of the pussy he’d enjoyed that was waiting for him at his place. But one pressing image was responsible for the sensation and he knew who it was.Constance Loftus.He pictured her right now standing at her window, whether in her bedroom or down in the living room, gazing at her
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The drive to Southbound Pier was a long one, far longer than the forty minutes he had bargained for. Neither of them spoke much along the way—they were too wired for that. Every now and then Thad glanced at her as if to reassure her everything would be just fine. She merely acknowledged his glance with a weak smile. They drove further into the night like a dream.The city outlook grew dark and foreboding as they drove closer to Southbound Pier. It was a seedy part of the city known to house society’s dregs. Decades ago it had been a thriving port, but hurtful budgetary cutbacks and union strikes had forced the majority of the businesses in the area to close up and move elsewhere. The area housed row after row of empty warehouses and decrepit cinderblock structures, much of which have become abodes to homeless derelicts and whatever else that inhabited the nightmarish streets. Brooding eyes followed them
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The gunshot report was deafening and Constance heard it loud and clear from inside the vehicle. The sound of the gunshot made her jump in her seat and she gasped at the door handle as fright gripped her like a thick shroud. In her mind’s eye, she pictured Thaddeus collapsing in pain and that doubled her fear automatically. Constance was in a near-panicky state as she fumbled for the door’s handle with a shaky pair of hands, unable to hold back the tears that sprouted in her eyes. The darkness seemed to fight against her as she managed to pop the lock tab then shoved the door open but then cried out as she was suddenly pulled back by what felt to her like a pair of hands forcing her back to her seat. Her hand searched for find the button of the interior light and when it came on, she gasped when she realised she was held back by her safety belt. She unclasped her belt and nearly stumbled out the vehicle just to be free. &n
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Four days later.Thaddeus was in his office in the afternoon perusing leftover paperwork that had for days gathered on his desk when Sarah stuck her head through his door and made a hissing noise. He looked up at her and mouthed, ‘what?’“There’s a lady here to see you,” she said then opened the door further for his guest to enter.Thaddeus dropped the papers he had in his hand and stood up as Constance strolled into his office. She looked smart and breath-taking in a snappy high-neck cream blouse and jacket with a skirt to match, with a handbag slung over her shoulder. Her blonde hair flowed behind her shoulders; its lustre matched the warmth of her smile as she approached his desk with cat-like grace. Thaddeus swallowed and tried not to blush as he felt a sudden stirring in his pants as she came round his desk to kiss him on his cheek.“I finally get to see what your office looks
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Past an hour later the scene outside the apartment building hadn’t calmed down; it was just as chaotic as when gunshots had shattered the quietude of the neighbourhood. Police vehicles cordoned the street from two blocks down while officers struggled to keep the curious crowd at bay. An ambulance had pulled in front of the building to cart away the corpse. John Elwood had been revived sporting a protruding bump on his head and as well a deep cut on his arm due to a struggle he’d had with the deceased butler. He too rode in the ambulance but not before getting a hug from Constance and a handshake from Thad and thanking them for arriving at the nick of time. A night crew press van was there too, not wanting to be excluded from the fanfare. They too added further unrest to the crowd of onlookers turning the neighbourhood into a bedlam of noise and movement. Thaddeus was detailing the night’s event to several plai
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The two watchmen were still at the main gate when Thaddeus and Constance drove out of the compound. Neither man waved a hand or gave an acknowledgement gesture as Thaddeus drove out of the compound into the night; neither appeared to suspect anything. Constance gave him directions as they made their way along the lonely dark road that didn’t seem to end till they found themselves out on the turnpike heading towards the city. Neither said anything for a while. Constance rested her head on her arm with her elbow reclined against the window. The wind ravaged her hair and every now and then she lazily pushed locks of her hair from her face. It wasn’t until they got closer to the city that Thad figured it was time he got some answers.“So,” he began, “are you going to tell me about it?”She turned away from the window to look at him. There was a benign concerned look in her eyes that
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They walked down the corridor holding hands while trying to appear inconspicuous to other couples they passed along the way. To any observer, they were like everyone else having themselves a good time. Thad ran into the Asian woman he’d enjoyed earlier and this time she was with another female friend, not the redhead. The women stopped them and seemed to want another piece of him. Constance was the one who rescued him by fending them off, explaining that she had first dibs.The mansion was very large and every corridor had multiple doors that led to somewhere. Constance hadn’t been here in a long time and explained that she hadn’t thoroughly investigated the place to know where all the exits were. As they went from door to door, a couple of times they got lost. One door led them into a large room where an orgy was ongoing. There were bodies of naked parading women and men on joined beds having rau
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Hilda was in charge of the situation. She motioned her sister to go sit at one of the chairs then went back to enjoying Thad’s cock. Constance looked somewhat dazed to be in the same room with her sister and Thad; her eyes appeared expressionless and her movement listless as she went and settled in a chair across from them.“Is she high or something?” he asked Hillary.Hilary pulled her mouth off from his cock, “No, she ain’t. I guess she’s just shocked seeing you here with me after I’d shown her those photographs of you and me.”“What photographs?”“That day you came to my apartment, my former boy-toy Blondie took a few snapshots of us fucking. He usually does that whenever I’m having anyone over, but yours was an exception. I had him do that in case I needed some leverage. Constance almost freaked out when she saw it was you. I
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It was a simple room with a large bed with two chairs and a table by a corner. A large mirror made up the entire wall of the right side of the room that reflected everything inside including Thaddeus Black who stared at his reflection in mute disbelief as if unwilling to comprehend what he was doing in there. Thaddeus loosened his tie while admiring his reflection. It was a see-through mirror like the ones similar in police interrogating rooms; he was bound to have an audience at the other side waiting to see him in action. He slipped off his jacket and draped it on one of the chairs as well took off his shoes then sat on the bed waiting for his upcoming visitor to arrive.Thad didn't have to wait too long. There came a sound of the door’s lock turning and then it opened to reveal two women who peeked inside before entering the room. He recognised one of them as the beret woman who had accosted him earlier; she was witho
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The car rolled smoothly on the driveway which snaked a circular route towards an austere building that turned out to be another security outpost. There they went through a second security check where Thad presented his invitation to two men in long coats and uttered the password again before they cleared the vehicle to continue. Thaddeus made out the majestic castle that occupied the distant end of the driveway. The building had impressive grandeur and opulence. Greek columns lined the front, looking like the Acropolis; bright lights lit the compound with a dazzling display. The forecourt was littered with limousines, Aston Martins, Bentleys and other exotic wheels. The vehicle Thaddeus was in pulled around a fountain circle in the forecourt and someone came and opened the door for him. The man said good evening and demanded his invitation card of which Thaddeus then parted with it. The man handed him a face mask to wear
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Thaddeus drew back on his jacket’s sleeve to check the time on his watch. Eight fifty-five pm, it said. The address to the club put it at the city limit; it was going to be a long ride. According to Erica, the festivities won’t begin till near midnight, giving him plenty of time to arrive and get comfortable.Thaddeus had one pair of black suit which he’d worn for the occasion and a tie to go with it. It wasn’t until his fourth attempt at securing himself a cab that he got one willing to take him to his destination but at an exorbitant price. He would have much preferred going with his car, except anonymity was the word as he settled in the cab’s backseat. This club thing felt like a wild goose chase. He was simply following a scent he should have smelt earlier but was too preoccupied to think it through. Something murky existed between Constance and her sister. Whether or
