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Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapter 05

Date: 1/10/2015, Categories: Fiction, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Death, Erotica, Male / Females, Mature, Murder, Rape, Violence, Author: davebccanada, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

CHAPTER FIVE 2ND WEDNESDAY By eight twenty Mike arrives in the parking lot at CPX and parks by Len's old Pontiac. Len has the tractor under the pin at the dock and waves to him as he comes across the yard. "Good morning, sleepy head." "Good morning, Lenny. Have you got the bills for that load yet?" "They're just adding some more to it for Penticton. Should be out of here by nine." "Seen Tony around this morning?" "Not yet, but he should be in before long. A lot of the locals are in already." Just then the paging system rings out with a call for Mike Claymore to call the switchboard. Mike steps up on the dock to use the phone there. He dials zero and the girl on the board asks him to hold while she switches him to an outside call. "Mike, you there?" "Nina, what's up? Where are you?" "On my way to work. I saw your car wasn't home this morning so I figured you must have a run. I stopped here in POCO at the drugstore to call you. What did you want yesterday when you called? Have you found out anything new?" "Haven't you got my cell phone number?" "Not with me. I seem to have misplaced it. Can you give it to me again?" He does. "I was just trying to find out where Ray was being held so I could see him, but I found out through another source so I didn't bother you again. Has any more forensic reports come in yet?" "Nothing yet, but I'm keeping my eyes open. Can we have lunch today?" "Sorry, itty bitty pretty one. I'm off to the Okanagan and I won't be back until late tonight. ... I'm picking you up a crate of those apples, right?" "Oh yes. Thanks very much. Maybe I'll see you tomorrow. Do you think so?" "Maybe, but no promises. I'll see you with your apples sometime tomorrow anyway. Got to run now. You take care." He hangs up and shakes his head. She is still hot and he's going to have to watch himself around her. He wonders how long this is going to last. Too bad they live so close by and Jeff is such a good friend, he thinks. It sure would be nice... He cuts the thought off in mid stride. He goes up to dispatch and looks over the office copy of his bills. Not a lot for Penticton. They should have most of it loaded now. He goes back down into the warehouse but still doesn't see Tony. No time to talk to him now, anyway. They are just closing up his trailer and attaching the seal. Len has checked the loading and signs the bills. He says to Mike, "Well, are you all ready?" "Let's hit the dusty trail, pardner." They pull over to the pumps and fuel up for the run then pull out of the yard. Within three quarters of an hour they are rolling into Mission and Mike signals to turn for Abbotsford. "How come your not going straight on out through Agassiz, Mike?" "Forgot my briefcase this morning; haven't done that in a long time. Going to make a quick stop by the house." It’s near ten thirty when he pulls around the corner and the condominium comes in sight. Mike hit’s the brakes and pulls to the curb. A car is sitting in his driveway and it’s not Marlene's. He ...