DALE CALLAHANI arrived at Finney Park feeling an equal dose of relief and exhaustion. The relief came from knowing Dolly was no longer on my bed contaminating my sheets with her terrible cologne. I considered burning the sheets when I got back. As for the exhaustion, well you know –Sheriff Roscoe stood by the gate with a cigar the size of a fist between his lips. The weird thing about it was that Roscoe didn't smoke.First the sigh now this."It's a bloody mess, kid." He said as I approached him.I got close enough to notice his hand shaking. This was also a first. Sheriff Roscoe got the nickname Steel Gut Roscoe for a reason."How bad is it?" I swallowed through the lump in my throat. He shuddered visibly. "You'll have to see for yourself."I wasn't sure I wanted to see the body anymore, not with the way it affected Sheriff Roscoe.He suggested we wait for Caleb before going in. Apparently, the night guard at the park had been doing his round when he stumbled upon the body; not li
MEGHAN TINSLEYThe scene hadn't been contaminated. It looked almost too good; too clean. She wasn't killed here. Even a blind man could point that out. The next thing I noticed was her underwear. It was missing. There wasn't a woman alive that would wear a simple wool dress with a plaid mini skirt without wearing panties underneath. The panties helped seduction if we went with that angle.It didn't take long to notice the marks around her thighs and dried semen.The sheriff and Dale had run off while Caleb watched me from a distance quietly as I worked. They were all green. I didn't blame them. The killer had done a heck of a job hacking her away like she was nothing.The killer was an amateur. There were hair fragments on her clothes and broken skin in her fingernails. I reckon they'd close the case in a day or two.An ambulance arrived just as I was rounding up. It felt good working on a case after so long. The thrill. There was nothing like it.The ME, Garry Wright, came out of t
DALE CALLAHAN If you're lucky you might get more than a kiss… more than a kiss… If you're lucky you might get more than a kiss. Her words played over and over inside my head through the ride back home. It played when I struggled to sleep and it played when I got out of bed. It played when I went out for my morning jog and it played through my cold shower. It played through the one-sided conversation I had with Glenn, my neighbor and it played when I looked at the time to see I had an hour left for our date. I'd decided at the last minute to take her out to the place at Kentsville. I couldn't remember the name but I was pretty sure I'd remember it for a long time after that night. I felt comfortable in an open button shirt and denim jeans trousers. The only thing missing was my confidence at that point. It somehow drained out of my body completely like loose fluid. The drive to Caleb's cabin was a rough one. The weather was having a hard time trying to decide whether or not to be
MEGHAN TINSLEYThe waiter had freaked me out. The way he stared at me with cool blank eyes. It had sent chills running through my body.I kept seeing his eyes through the drive. I might have been overly dramatic about the whole thing. Hell, I could be imagining shit but what if I was right. What if there was something off about it?Dale had been focused on me to notice. The waiter's eyes burned into my soul. I was probably overreacting. With the case and all it was possible I was just scared."Meghan." Dale's voice pulled me out of my deep thoughts. "What's wrong?"He was worried. He sounded worried. It felt different because I couldn't remember the last time I had a man worry over me."It's nothing," I said, trying to shake the feeling away.A cold finger moved through my spine as a flash of his empty eyes passed my mind.Fuck, I shuddered."It's just – there was something off about the waiter," I said trying not to sound like a crazy person. I failed."The waiter?"I nodded. His bro
DALE CALLAHANI’m not quite sure how we managed to get upstairs but we did. We stumbled into the bedroom and fell on the bed together. At that point, she was in her underwear while I had just my boxer. Her dress had come off somewhere along the stairs but I couldn’t be entirely sure about my shirt and trousers.Her body burned my hands but still I touched it. She felt so soft it was hard to believe she was real. Her smooth delicate curves, her round ample ass. She was perfection come to life.Everything else faded away as our passion took over completely. Our insatiable lust pulled our strings and we moved. There was nothing left to do but move.My heart raced as she pushed her lips against mine again. Her kiss took my energy like she was pulling life from my core. With her eyes shut tight, she moaned softly into my mouth.Need and lust consumed me. There was no fighting it. Her flames burned me, scorching everything I have. “You’re so amazing,” I said through the brief pauses in the
MEGHAN TINSLEYDale could barely stand upright on his legs. He was the most incredible man; the most exciting lover. I wanted him more than I'd ever wanted anything before.As we got dressed, I looked over at him. His hard chest and muscled arms were still visible. The outline of his incredible cock mapped out against his trousers. His sexy brown eyes as he looked over to see me staring."What?" He asked, smiling.I gave him a smile of my own. A sinister little smile. "You know what.""Oh no. I think I might need to move around in a wheelchair if I go another round."I chuckled. "And is that a bad thing?""Considering how good it feels to be with you." He smirked. "I'd say it's worth it losing my legs.""Then take off those pants and come over here. I'm dripping."***It had been 24 hours since we found the body. Garry Simons called us to meet in his office by 4 pm. The smell of sanitizer and cleaning agent hung heavily in the air. I felt like I was going to be sick if I stayed any l
DALE CALLAHANThe week turned out crazier than I imagined it would. With the whole ruckus at the office, the whole town was buzzing with talks of a killer being loose. The heat we were taking was massive seeing as we had two bodies in less than four days in a town that was small enough to play hide and seek in.Sheriff Roscoe had aged severely due to the pressure on his ass in cracking the case. Although we were dealing with an amateur killer who left everything we could use to get his DNA, we still had no idea who he was.The recent victim, Eva Simons, was well-known in town. She was one of the girls down at the “Blue Point''. Blue Point was the only club in town and according to our intel, Miss Simons worked as a stripper mostly doing pole dances because of her flexibility and experience as a gymnast.I’d met her once at the bar. She had been good looking but she wasn’t my type. The men around her then could form their battalion. Now she is gone.The Sheriff made us follow several l
MEGHAN TINSLEYI wouldn’t mind being filled up with his cock. I could go for that right about now. The tension I felt had to go out somehow and what better tension extinguisher did we have if not sex? Nothing like a good ramming.Dale drove us to the restaurant in Kentsville where we had gone on our first date. We ordered chicken and soup. It didn’t just help with the tension but also the hunger and most importantly the cold.The wine soothed my nerves and deep into the evening I was laughing which was something I hadn’t done since our last time here. It was so easy connecting with the man sitting across me even though we were from completely different generations. How did he not mind that I was older than him?“Will that be all?” The waitress hovered around our table standing a little too close to Dale.She blinked her eyes at him in a dreamy cute way that was impossible to miss. Dale was oblivious to her charms, ignoring her completely as he spoke to me.“That will be all. Thanks.”