Taxi by JJ Lacey (find a book to read txt) 📕

I was late out now and had the controller calling me, because he had taken jobs for me, and they were piling up.  It slackened off at three, and I was up in the hills and pulling into an old gravel pit in a very quiet spot.  I got the rifle down from its hiding place, then tried a few target shots and found the sights were perfect. I had hit every target I put up, now all I needed was get that bustard into my sights, and have one perfect shot.  I hid the rifle back in its hiding place, and booking off drove home, Janet and the boys would be home now, so I wouldn't be able to check the recorder, that would have to wait until Monday, as I won't reload it until then.

I was feeling reluctant, to let Justin have this last tape. I was back on the road with the taxi at six, doing the normal run of the mill jobs. One job found me on Justin's road at eight, just a few doors down from his.  As I pulled up outside, there was only his car on the drive, maybe his sister hadn't come tonight after all. I walked onto his veranda, meaning to knock on his door, but passing a window I saw a gap in the curtains.

Looking through the gap into his living room, I saw him sitting with a lady on a settee. Her blouse was open, and he was playing with her breast. She had his cock in her hand, tossing it as they intently watched something on the telly.  I suddenly thought they could be looking at the tape, of Janet and donkey dick. He had said he had copied one for himself and as I looked, Justin pulled her head down and over, so she ended up with her head in his lap and was sucking his cock.

Could this be his sister, I know I wanted Rita to do that to me.  The situation reminded me, of when I used to spy on Rita and Simon. Justin and his sister were doing the same, as Rita and Simon did, that is if it was his sister.  As the girl had leaned over, she opened her legs, to allow Justin to finger her pussy as he played with her tit.  I didn't know how long they had been watching, or how long she had played with his cock. As I watched his hips jerked, and she was obviously getting a mouth full, by the way, she was swallowing.

I left them to it and went back to work; I would come back in the morning and have a word with Justin before handing over the tape.  I hardly slept all night thinking of them, on this very bed shagging. I must have run through hundreds of scenarios, of how I was going to get him.  Saturday morning I had to remove my rifle from its hiding place in the truck, just in case, Tony happened upon it while he was out in it.  Nine-thirty I was knocking on Justin's door, and he welcomed me in.

"Tea or coffee, how about a toasted muffin," he asked. I sat at the kitchen table, while he made the tea, placing the small tape with the big one in front of me.  He saw them as he turned, and looking at me saying, "another one John when did that tape?" he asked, handing me my tea and muffin.

"Thursday Justin didn't see it until Friday morning, wanted to see you last night, but you said your sister might be around here.  I've got to get this basted Justin I just have to, but I don't see he's been until the next day. How many times will he come, before I can work out where to intercept him."  Justin looked at me, and I could see he was thinking.

"You've had two days of recording tape's this week right, Tuesday and Thursday, there was nothing for four weeks before that right."  I nodded but said nothing.

"So if you get nothing for another four weeks, and he turns up on the fifth he's on a monthly roster. We won't be sure of that until he turns up again with your wife.  It's a start John, and if I'm right he got to work away in the bush at some mine or other, could even be a cattle or sheep station.  I hate to say how many tapes you're going to have to use before you can pin him down John and plan your next move.  All I can say is you're have to keep taping her, that is unless you want to confront her now. If you do show her the tapes, I wouldn't like to say what she'll do."  He was right it would take time to work out his work pattern.

That could take several months, and quite a few tapes if he was right about him being on a monthly roster.  Three months would mean six two-hour tapes I'd have to painfully watch, as he gave her orgasm after fucking orgasm, with that big cock of his stretching her pussy.  It was either that or risk her leaving me for him if I showed her the tape, no, he had to go. Somehow, I had to endure watching them until I could neutralize him, and gelding him was my best option.

"I'll have this tape ready for you on Monday morning John!" He said as we went to leave, as he opened the door I saw a photo on the wall, of the woman he was with last night.

"That your girlfriend Justin?" I asked, and he smiled.

"No that's my sister Melanie John, good looking isn't she, I love her to bits!" he said putting his fingers to his lips, then transferring the kiss to the photo.

Yes, I saw you loving her last night mate, I thought as I stepped off his veranda, just as a car pulled up outside. Melanie got out of the passenger side, as an older man got out of the driver's door.  She smiled at me, as he opened the gate for her.

"John this is my sister Melanie, and her husband Malcolm! Melanie this is my friend John, takes me to the airport every morning." Justin said as I shook both their hands, and I looked at the aged Malcolm he was at least twenty years older than Melanie. The car he was driving plus her expensive clothes, said he had money.

"Pleased to meet you, John, that your taxi out there.  I'll have your card please, I might have need of a ferrying service soon.  Oh good, you have a taxi truck as well, we most certainly will be having words, my friend."  He said looking at the card I had given him, then turning to Justin he said.

"I hope we're not interrupting anything Justin, but I've just bought a new warehouse. I need you to look at it, and build me a security system for it inside and out."

This was my cue to disappear, and just nodded to Justin and went to my car, and back to the business, of making some needed money.  With all this turmoil of Janet affair, I wasn't earning the money I should be. I was wasting time with things like scanning the tapes to see if he was shagging Janet again. Or running off my route, to spy on my house, to see if they were there so I might follow him, to see where he lived.  I was all consumed with the need to find him, and the need to stop his affair with my wife.

Monday morning Justin had the tapes ready for me but didn't say much at all about them. He readily talked about his sister though, and her doting husband. Who was a millionaire, and had met her in the hotel she had been working in? He had wanted to take her to bed, but he had to marry her first. Justin laughed and shook his head.

"He had to buy her a wedding ring before he could bed her. They have been married for five years, and he still has to buy her expensive things. " He said smiling, then he laughed again, but he didn't say why he was laughing. Perhaps he was thinking of Friday night when he was having sex with Melanie, while they were watching the telly, and maybe my Janet.

I dropped him off and got on with the rest of my jobs.  When Janet took over at eight, I set up the camera again. Tuesday morning there was nothing, only Janet changing out of her work clothes then drying her naked body, after having a shower.  Wednesday morning, Justin gave me a document folder saying.

"We've got him John, even his shoe size, his name is Alexander Drakos twenty-five years old Australian citizen, born the twenty-third march nineteen fifty-two.  The only son of Greek immigrants, Christos and Sofia Drakos, works for British Petroleum as production manager on the Gibson desert oil site, lives when he is in Perth with his mother and father."

"At one hundred and six red lake drive, phone number Westfield central one nine seven three nine two. He works four weeks away with one week at home, fly's in on a Sunday's at four pm, fly's out on Sunday's at six am out of Jandicot airport, on the company's plane.  He returned to the oil fields Sunday, is expected to return to Perth in four Sunday's time unless there is a change in his itinerary, which we can not predict."

Justin reeled off the facts, as I thumbed through the sheets of paper. I was amazed at what he had found out, in so short a time.  I put the folder in my door pocket and pulled away from his house, we had plenty of time to get to the airport, but I had to get him there. 

"How did you get all that info Justin, when we didn't know who he was?" I asked as we got onto the highway.

"Your wife told me who he was, and he told me who he worked for. I was an intelligence officer remember, with Australian special forces. Now I work for a security firm, that has accesses to lots of data.  She called him Alex, he said he had to go to the head office in London to sort out staffing, for new wells in the Great Sandy Desert.  

Well, BP's head office is in London and just been awarded four new oil licenses, in the Great Sandy Desert.  Putting Alex into the database for BP employees came up with four in Australia. Two are in the Eastern states, one works at the oil refinery at Kwinana; he lives in Rockingham so he can't be our man. That just left Alex Drakos as the only candidate living local, and his ID photo show's it's him, no doubt about it he's your man John."

"Now I've got you this info because we are friends, what you do with it I don't want to know, destroy that document when you've thoroughly read it.  I've covered my tracks, and there's no other copy. Now I said I don't want to know what you plan to do, so don't tell me, and I hope you get away with it.  You have four weeks to perfect a plan, make sure you check out every angle. Don't expect me to visit you in prison if you don't get it right John!" he said as we pulled up at the departure gate, and smiling he got out.

I had a pickup in Westfield, only red lake drive was really off my route, but I did swing around there just to check out the address. I found