Posted by: Author | October 3, 2016

Tuesday Tales- Oct 3, 2016- Fasten

This week’s word prompt is fasten. We’re still in my story called Overkill.

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The next morning, Maggie awoke alone and found she kind of missed having Jacob beside her. Weirded out by that thought, she rose and hurriedly took her shower and fastened her weapon into her shoulder holster.

At the station, they made their way to the lab to see if there were any results on any of their evidence. James was off duty but a guy named Chen was there and he told them the results on the piece of Lycra.

“It was definitely Lycra. It had feline DNA as well as DNA from an unknown donor. Someone not in the databases. There’s hope for a match if you find a suspect.”

“Was it like a bathing suit or bra or what?” Jacob asked.

“My money is on bodybuilding fabric. You know, the outfits those people who bulk up and show their muscles wear?”

“What makes you think that?” Maggie asked.

“Because it’s the right texture and weight. I’ve got one of the other techs tracking down where the fabric came from. Where it would be sold. Dye lot and all that jazz.”

“Let us know when you nail it down more.” Jacob tapped his index finger on the countertop. “I guess we’re going to look for a bodybuilder now. The victim’s former husband works at a gym. Better start there, huh?”

“Let’s go. I have a feeling David is going to love seeing us again.” Maggie led the way down the hall and to the parking lot.

“Who do you think it will be? I haven’t seen anyone who would qualify as a bodybuilder in our list of suspects. In fact, most of them don’t seem to be the kind to work out at all. Even the ex-husband who runs the gym seems a bit of a slacker to me,” Jacob said.

“No room to talk here. Neither of us are gym rats.” Maggie drove this time even though she preferred to leave that to her partner.

“I like a woman with softness to her. Those bony women or the ones who are all muscles aren’t appealing to me at all. Give me a lady who has curves and her own home-grown breasts any day over those other gals.”

“Home grown breasts?” She eyed him sideways and let out a snort.

“You know exactly what I mean.”

Shaking her head, she pulled into the parking lot at the gym. “Come on, boob expert and let’s see if we can see if our friend David knows any body builders.”

“You know, there are a lot more gyms in town than this one. Who knows who the person was who had on that Lycra suit? He or she could be from anywhere.”

“I realize that but we have to start somewhere, don’t we? Might as well be here since we do know one person who hangs out here who knows our victim well enough to want to kill her.”

“So you think there may be a kill Drusilla club that meets here?” Jacob held the glass door open for Maggie to go in.

“It certainly isn’t among the impossible things in life. I mean, really, how many people do you know who had to be killed four ways?”

“There’s always Rasputin. Didn’t it take like eight ways to get that guy?”

“You a history buff now or something?” She asked with a grin.

“Or something.”


  1. Love the kill Drucilla line. Great stuff.

    • thanks Susanne!

  2. Love the banter between these two. So real! I feel like a fly on the wall. And I’m hoping for something more between them. In the meantime, the story is engrossing and the dialogue very entertaining!

    • thanks Jean. I am hoping for something for them, too. I wish I knew what lies ahead. LOL

  3. Great snippet! I love reading your mystery writing too. You’re a woman of many talents, Jillian.

    • Awww thanks Trisha – that means a lot. 🙂

  4. Such great banter! Well done.

    • Thanks Vicki. They love to banter.


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