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Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapter 3

Date: 1/10/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Death, Erotica, Male / Females, Murder, Rape, Violence, Author: davebccanada, Rating: 81.8, Source: sexstories.com

"Were you really there on the weekend? I still can't believe what we did. You’re crazy, you know." She laughs with him. As they pass Copper Mountain and descend into the valley around Princeton, Mike says she better duck back into the sleeper while they go through town. She disappears again and he wheels through and along the Similkamine. "You can come out now," he calls. She pops back out and curls up on the padded console beside him. "You heard about the murder last week in POCO?" "All the truckers are talking about it. Did you know her?" "No, I didn't. I guess she was popular with some of our drivers, though. One of them was arrested this morning." "One of the CPX drivers?" "Yep. Ray Chauffe. He’s a thirty-year old bachelor who drives city deliveries. I had a few drinks with him and I can't believe he did it." "The truckers all seem to think it was her ex husband who did her in." "Not likely. He's too obvious. I can't imagine who would pull such a stunt. Not too many details of the case have been released but I have an inside source who fills me in. It was pretty bad. I'm going to investigate some of the suspects. Want to give me a hand? Nothing dangerous, just leg work." "Why you getting involved?" "On Ray's behalf. I don't think he did it but I believe the guy who did do it is still out there in the community. I'd like to help Ray clear his name." "I'd be glad to do whatever I can. Tell me all about what happened." Mike fills her in on all the details of the crime that ... he has gleaned to date. He knows she will keep quiet about the information he's giving her. She's helped him with a few insurance fraud cases in the past. When he finishes they are through Keromeos and heading up the Okanogan toward Penticton. It’s only about five so they won't be too late at Zellers. As they round the hill and see Penticton and the lake laid out below them Mike says it’s about time for her to disappear again until they're done at Zellers. "But I got to pee," she grimaces. "Hold on." Mike gears down then applies brakes as he pulls into the lookout and almost slides his tires to pull the rig to a stop by wayside washrooms. "I'll get out first and check the traffic. When I wave to you, head for the can." He jumps down and looks back the highway then under the load at the downhill grade. He waves her out and she clambers down the steps and runs to the Ladies. Mike steps into the Men’s and does his business. He hears whistling and a horn blowing, so he hurries back out to see Trudy's bare rump going into his door and a carload of teenage boys in a souped up hot rod turning circles in the pull off. They're laughing and making noise. He grins and calls to Trudy, "Show off!" She appears in the door and sticks her tongue out at him. He goes over and climbs back up into the rig. "They'll follow us all the way through town. I hope you’re happy. How am I going to get rid of them at Zellers? Any good ideas?" "I guess I better get dressed." She looks properly chastised as ...