This week’s Tuesday Tales word is write. What a great word for a writer, right? LOL
I’m still working on the gritty murder mystery. Our detectives are interviewing a man who lives in an apartment that looks down on the place where the victim’s body was found.
“What exactly did you hear?” Maggie was getting a bit anxious that Hayes would never tell them what he heard. Was he also lonely like poor Hattie Simpkins and want someone to be a companion? Was that why he was dragging this out?
“I can’t quote the exact words but I heard words about marriage, divorce, left her because didn’t want children and then it seems like the guy has a couple of kids now. That aren’t hers. I figure the two of them were married at some time and got a divorce because he didn’t want any kids and now he’s got some. She wasn’t happy about that turn of events.” Mr. Hayes moved away from the window. “They both left after that and it was a few hours later that I saw the woman out there dead.”
“Did you hear anything at all between when they left and when you saw her dead?” Jacob asked.
“No. I had the TV on and was watching some programs. I didn’t hear another peep until I heard the police out there.” He shrugged. “I may have dozed off. I tend to do that when I sit for too long. Getting old isn’t fun.”
“Can you describe the man you saw out there arguing with her?” Maggie asked.
“Tall, dark-haired. White. Maybe in his early thirties.”
It sounded to Maggie as if Hayes was describing Drusilla’s former husband, David. She knew they’d divorced because she wanted to try to have a child and he didn’t. He’d quit coming home for a number of months. Then one day, he showed up with divorce papers. Maggie hadn’t heard he was now a father.
Since he was their next stop, she made a mental note to ask about any children he had.
Jacob handed Mr. Hayes one of his cards. “Call us if you think of anything else. Try to remember exactly what you heard if you can and write it down. It could help us a lot.”
“I don’t think that guy she was with when I saw her did it.”
“Why?” Maggie asked.
“Well, the way I figure it, if he was gonna take her out, he’d have done it then. I mean, the lady was all over him. Acting like a lunatic.”
“Maybe he came back later when he could do it more quietly. If he’d done it then, there would probably have been witnesses since it sounds as if the whole neighborhood would’ve been able to hear them.” Jacob flipped his notebook closed.
“You might have a point there”—Mr. Hayes looked down at the card in his hand—“Detective Brown.”
This week’s word prompt for Tuesday Tales is smudge. I’ve started a new story where the heroine is a homicide detective and is investigating a murder of someone who used to be her friend but treated her abysmally. She’s emotionally torn as she remembers how their relationship deteriorated and the break up of the friendship but she never wished any such disastrous ending for the lady.
They drove the few miles to the hospital where the morgue was located and made their way to the bottom floor of the facility.
Inside the morgue, Martinez led them to the table where Drusilla lay.
Maggie had to cover her mouth. It was always hard to visit this place but when it was someone she knew on the slab it made it that much harder. True, she and Drusilla had fallen out long ago, but it was still mighty difficult to see her there with the y-incision and the top of her skull still in the pan on the side table.
“What’s the cause of death?” she asked.
“You’re looking pale again, Blaine. You sure you want to be on this case?” Jacob asked.
“You’re face is the same color as your hair. White on white isn’t your color, darling.” Jacob laughed. He leaned over the table and whispered to the coroner, “She likes to say she’s a natural blonde but have you ever seen hair that blonde?”
“Forget my hair. What’s the cause of death?” Maggie asked.
“It’s complicated but I think I’ve narrowed it down.” Martinez handed Maggie a piece of paper in a plastic bag. “Found this embedded in the fabric of her blouse in the back.”
She peered at the paper. It had a number of brown smudges and streaks on it that she presumed was dried blood. After she read it, she passed it to Jacob. What it said was true. Maggie knew from firsthand experience.
He read it out loud. “Back stabber.”
Looking up at Martinez, he asked. “You found this actually on her back?”
“When they CSIs got done with photos and rolled her over, the note was stuck to the blood on her back. Her blouse was in shreds where someone had stabbed her six times.”
“Was that the cause then?” Maggie asked.
“It would have eventually led to death. One of the wounds nicked her left kidney and another one hit the bottom of her heart. She was able to keep on her feet and walk out of her office.”
This week’s word for Tuesday Tales is necklace. This is still the reunion story I’ve been working on. Be sure to check out the other tales here.
After grabbing some chicken sandwiches to go at Chick-fil-A and eating them on the way across the bridge into Pensacola, Duncan drove to the venue of the dinner and dance. It was held at the Naval Air Station Mustin Beach Officers Club which was where the senior prom had been. Renee braced herself at the doors before entering. If things had panned out twenty years ago, she would have been at this very door with a corsage on her wrist and this man beside her in a tuxedo.
She let out a little sound.
“What is it?” Duncan looked down at her.
“I’m underdressed. Why didn’t I take a minute to put on something better than this before we left the house?” She nervously ran the charm on her necklace along the chain.
“You’re beautiful no matter what you have on.”
“Thanks but you weren’t ever a teenage girl.”
“And I thank God every day for that.” He grinned. “Really, I do. Every morning, I get up and as I have my morning devotional, I say, “Thank you, Lord that I was never a teenage girl.”
“You shouldn’t be so flip. Being a priest and all that.” Renee couldn’t help but laugh.
“Oh, but see, I have such a wonderful relationship with God that he expects no less from me. He wants me to be myself.”
She shook her head. “Let’s go in. And hope Stephanie Wooton isn’t in there.”
“That’s the first person who’ll look her nose down at me for being in this casual sundress.”
“Who cares? She has no idea what happened to your fancy dress and it’s none of her business anyway.” Duncan opened the door and allowed Renee to enter ahead of him.
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Baldwin Bates has only wanted one thing since joining MIND, to take care of his friends and keep them all safe. While the MIND team is busy dealing with an emergence of psychic and alien activity, Bates takes his first solo assignment searching for a woman who claims to see the future, only to botch it up and let her get away.
After helping to destroy an alien device called the Transcender, Lexa Quinn wakes from a two week coma a very different person than she was before. While her abilities grow stronger, her feelings for Bates begin to interfere with the MIND team’s mission putting everyone at risk. Secrets from her past threaten the present and future, forcing Lexa to decide who she is and where she belongs.
When a powerful, ancient enemy lays claim to the Earth and brings his judgment upon the population, Bates, Lexa, and the entire MIND team must do whatever it takes to save the human race before the reckoning is complete.
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This week’s word prompt is toes. I am still working on my reunion story and this scene finds us with the heroine and hero after they’d had an intense conversation that was interrupted by his former wife. The heroine is off to tell her best friend she’s had enough and is going home.
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Walking down the hallway toward the End of the Alley Bar, Renee glanced side to side as there seemed to be a lot of people out in the corridor. She wanted to find Margie so she could tell her she was going home and not to worry.
Her toes hurt and she needed to get her stupid shoes off but first, she needed to take care of Margie.
Renee opened the door to the bar. Stepping inside, she peered around. Margie was on the dance floor with a group of women dancing to Lucky Love by Ace of Base. They were having a grand time and Renee realized her friend hadn’t even missed her.
She was good with that. More than ready to go home and got close enough to the dance floor to catch Margie’s eye. Pointing to her watch and then her feet, she jerked her head and thumb toward the door.
Margie nodded and Renee left.
Duncan and Jennifer were gone by the time she went past the fire truck which was perfect since she would’ve had to go right past them to get to her car.
Except Duncan wasn’t gone. She spied him leaning on the end of the brick wall across the street leading to the parking lot.
“Didn’t you know it’s illegal to loiter out here? I’m surprised a bouncer hasn’t come over and gotten on to you.” Renee smiled but darted her gaze from side to side in case Jennifer was lurking.
“One has come over but I told him I was waiting for my date to come out. He gave me five more minutes so I’m glad you came back out.”
“What else was I going to say? I’m waiting for a woman I haven’t seen in twenty years? The guy would’ve sent me away for sure.”
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