Odd and baffling were his tales but it seemed believing enough asides the troubling aspect of him claiming he had seen Susan.
“Now this is beginning to sound preposterous”, Sean noted.
Turning around to have another look at the damning pictures, he wanted nothing more than to believe there was a better explanation as to why his wife was dressed as a hooker months before she was found dead. He would take any explanation but he wondered just how much he knew about the lady, considering she had been shacking up with Luke, his old time friend.
“I know how it sounds and I’m sure it’s ridiculous but even the Captain wouldn’t trust anyone in his unit to look into Susan except me”, Alex pointed out. “He loved her you know and was even talking about marrying her or something like that before things got sour when he found these pictures”.
Sean had heard enough to torment him for the rest of his life. His knees suddenly felt like they would buckle and his eyes ached badly, with the images seemingly burned into his retinas.
“Susan would never… “, he paused and gulped down hard. “I don’t see any understanding in everything you showed me here”.
Cringing and cursing underneath his breath, he pulled out one of the pictures lying beneath the stack and held it closer to his face. “Where was this taken?”
Alex retrieved it and gave it a good look before responding, “Somewhere around the Aideland Gate where the old metal industry used to be”.
Sean took a moment to maul through the information, muttering the word “Aideland” aloud before hurrying back to his bed and raising it up to reveal a stash of newspapers he had tucked away there.
“I know I’ve heard that name before somewhere”, he whispered, before scrolling through the pages.
Alex watched the man keenly, hoping for some explanation or at least an insight into whatever he was doing soon enough.
“Is this everything you have on Susan and Luke?” Sean asked.
Alex nodded gently. “I told you everything I know already”.
Sean held the newspaper out on the table and spread it in place before placing the picture of his interest on it.
Turning to Alex, he muttered softly but in threatening tone, “You need to leave now”.
Stunned and baffled by Sean’s sudden stiffness towards him, Alex tried to play it off by reaching for the pictures but soon had his hands knocked off aggressively.
“You really need to leave!” Sean yelled with his hand pointed towards the door.
Having no choice but to succumb to the man’s demands, he headed for the door, rather confused and in some form of regrets for coming forth to the man for assistance.
“You’re just a selfish fuck like the rest of the police”, he swore at Sean before disappearing through the door.
Slamming the door shut behind Alex and returning to the kitchen where he had his mind wandering and wondering about what he might just have discovered, there remained too many questions to which he needed answers. Luke was dead, his ex-wife for whom he had come to find out who murdered her was apparently having an affair with Luke and also seemed to be a prostitute too.
Having himself faced with so many questions and just one possible means to have an answer, he reached for his cellphone, and placed a call through to the one person he was sure should have answers.
“Son of a bitch”, he mumbled while waiting for the phone to get picked on the other end.
“Hello… who is this?” the grumbling tone of a man obviously unhappy with being woken up from his sleep spoke.
Sucking in good amount of breath into his lungs, Sean replied, “Hammon, you son of a bitch! What was Susan really into down here in New York?”
He would take nothing but the right answer.
Chapter Nine
C
rawling up in between her thighs and aligning himself perfectly just before her glory hole, Jake took another look into her eyes with her head tilted backwards and her fingers clenched into the sheets as she moaned aloud for the umpteenth time.
“Fuck me!” she shrieked, in demand, reaching for his waist and leading him closer and into her.
Sheathing himself inside of her, while her hand guided his hips in slow but perfect oscillatory movement, their subtle moans and groans soon filled the air as their bodies joined in the hips in mesh of sweat and shared sensual feeling.
“Faster! Faster!’ she demanded.
Holding her left leg to his shoulder and leaving her exposed enough to his wanting cock, he drove in hard and deep, leaving the lady groping and gasping for air as she leaned closer to plant warm kisses on his nipple. Jake pounded her hard and in good mix of fast and slow motion until she reached her peak and her body began shuddering aggressively.
Gasping for air while she dragged Jake closer to her body as they lay side by side, she whispered, ‘Last night into this morning was crazy or what would you think?”
Jake wasn’t sure he recalled anything in specificity about the night before after they had left the restaurant but he wouldn’t deny the awesome feeling that came with sharing Sarah’s bed through the night.
“I bet your place will be more comfortable”, she smiled and gently laid her head atop his chest.
Picturing his house and how messy things would be back there, he shrugged and planted a kiss atop her lips. “My place might be overly exaggerated, trust me”.
Sarah laughed off his humility and ran her finger along his chest before planting a kiss on his chest and rolling out of bed immediately.
“Give me a minute… I’ve got to clean up some bit”, she said, excusing herself.
Nodding his head while she walked away, before falling back into the pillow and taking in some refreshing breath as he regaled his
