Classmate Murders by Bob Moats (best classic books of all time txt) 📕

that big guy?"

He put his face close to mine and said, "You just better watch your back tonight, shorty."

We both laughed out loud and hard. Penny poked her head back in the room and asked what was so funny?

"We're fighting over you," I answered.

"I'm betting on the big guy," she replied, looking serious.

"Yeah, well, I love you too." I looked back to Deacon and said, "This is not over, mister."

"Shoot your best shot, Mr. I'm-afraid-of-cats!" He shot back.

"Oh, low blow. Thanks, Gargantua."

He took a pretend poke towards me. I went into the kitchen crying that Deacon was brutalizing me. Penny chased me out telling me to grow up and telling Deacon to stop fighting with the little kid.

She scored more points with me.

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Chapter Ten

Buck came back around 11:30, hauling out a big sheet of plywood from his mini-van. He headed around the back with it. I went out and met him coming back around the house, and we went to get the rest of his shopping. I grabbed the steaks, and said he could do the heavy work. After all I was injured and had to take care of my body. He said for what, more sex?. I ignored his comment and headed back to the house. Penny gave Buck a big hug when he came in, he looked at me and stuck his tongue out. She took the steaks from me and headed to the kitchen again after giving me a kiss.

"I get the kiss, you get the hug," I smirked.

"She'll get tired of you once she finds out how boring you are," He smirked back.

With all the male population in this house salivating over Penny, I hoped we didn't all kill each other before we catch the real killer.

My cell phone rang, it said private number, I took a gamble, "Yes Trapper?"

He was quiet for a couple seconds, then said, "Richards, the Lakeport police have located Linda Grolich, she's all right for now, how's things with Wickens?"

"All's well here. We're getting ready to patch up the holes in the house and barbecue some nice steaks."

"Do you have enough meat for the hulk brothers?" I could tell he was smiling.

"If not, they can chew on the furniture. Are you with Grolich?" I wondered.

"No, I'm heading up there to see her now. It's an hour ride up that I'm not looking forward to, at least I'm not driving. I'm going to see if we can get her back down here so she and Wickens are closer together, making it easier to watch them."

I told Trapper to hold on and went to the kitchen. I told Penny that they found Linda and were going to talk her into going back home to be closer to us. Penny suggested that Linda could come and stay here in the guest room. That way the cops could keep the place surrounded. I asked if she really wanted more people in the house, she smiled and said she was having fun. I was amazed, her life was in danger and she thought it was fun. I got back on the phone.

"Trapper, Penny said it would be OK with her, if Linda stayed here in her guest room. See if she would be amenable to that."

"Well, if it's all right with Wickens and Grolich agrees, that would make our lives easier and more confusing for the killer. He'd really have to do his homework to figure on killing two woman in one place."

"There's always a bomb." I half joked.

"Wonderful, give me a bigger headache. I don't think he'd do that, he would be killing cops and so far he hasn't tried to kill any. I think he just wants to murder the women and embarrass the police."

"Well, whatever. Let us know what Grolich says." I finished and Trapper hung up. I've noticed he doesn't like to say good-bye.

"I'm not going to regret inviting Linda here? You aren't going to chase after her now?" Penny looked me in the eyes closely and snarled.

"I've already seen a picture of her on her website, I'm not interested."

"Oh, is it just my good looks that makes you want me?" She inquired, as she pounded on the steaks with a very large meat hammer. I feared for my life.

"No, darling, I love you for your brain, well, maybe your cute butt, too." I confessed.

"Better. Now I'm going to let the steaks marinate in beer for a while." She had just elevated to sainthood. She took a couple cans out of the fridge and popped the tops like a pro. She poured the contents into a deep pan, soaking the raw meat.

I told her I was going back to the computer to see if I could located Waters' law firm in California. See turned me and pushed me toward the computer. I sat on the desk chair and she plopped down on my lap.

"Kind of hard to type and molest you at the same time," I grimaced.

"You can't multi-task? I'm not getting up." She bit my neck and growled in my ear. It sent a chill up my spine, so I had to draw my attention to the computer. I reached around her being sure to run my arm across her breasts. She giggled and did a little lap dance on me. This was not going to be easy.

I managed to bring up an article about the new law firm in San Francisco and noted the phone number. I started to get up and she protested about being comfortable. I slid her off my lap, took her hand and led her to the bedroom. Buck and the bruisers were outside playing carpenters, so we had time to do some investigating.

"The bedroom? So early in the day?" she panted in my ear.

"Knock it off. We have to play Nick and Nora Charles now." Referring to the classic detective stories about "The Thin Man".

She looked at my beer belly and said, "Not exactly the thin man are you?"

I stared at her for a moment, then went to get the phone, as I sat on the bed. She climbed on the bed and straddled me from behind and nibbled on my free ear, I swatted at her. I dialed the number and waited.

"Law offices of Bander, Witt and Grey. How may I direct you?" Came an efficient voice sounding much like the one in Chicago.

"May I speak with Julia Waters, please?" Doing the big smile thing.

"Miss Waters is not available at the moment, may I ask who is calling?" Miss Efficiency inquired.

"Yes, I'm personal assistant to Penny Wickens. She has a TV talk show, "Penny for Your Thoughts", here in the Detroit area, and she is interested in having Miss Waters, as a guest, to talk about spousal abuse." Penny squeezed me from behind reminding me that my ribs were still trying to heal.

"I can't speak for her, although I'm sure Miss Waters would be willing to talk about the subject, but she is presently out of the state. She's on a much needed rest somewhere in Cabo for now." More info than a receptionist should give out, but glad she did.

"Wow, Cabo is great. Sorry I missed her, has she been gone long?" I dug.

"Just for the last week, she should be back in Chicago, directly from Cabo. You can call her office in Chicago to see when she is due back. Do you have the number there?"

"Yes, I do, that's how I found out she was in San Francisco."

"Of course, I hope you can reach her. She is passionate about spreading the word on abuse." She was giving that big smile, too.

I thanked her and said I would call Chicago, said good-bye and hung up.

"OK, plot thickens, she's been off somewhere for the last week." I twisted to Penny.

She pulled me back on the bed, "Do I have to pay you as a personal assistant now?" She said biting me on the ear again. I wrestled her, but had to pull away when I felt pain in my ribs. She let me go and looked concerned.

I laid on the bed catching my breath. "I hope this won't interfere with any rough housing we may do tonight," I grinned.

"Oh, you expect it now. I may start making you earn it." She got up from the bed and left me alone.

"Hey, not nice." I protested.

She peeked around the door and said, "I never said I was nice." Then she disappeared again.

I followed her out to the kitchen and she stuck her finger in the beer and made me lick it. I sucked on her finger for a bit then stopped. "I don't know where that finger has been, but I like the taste."

"Maybe some time I could marinate myself in beer, would you like that?" She teased. The image in my head was delightful.

"On a serious note, I have to do something for a couple of hours. First change my clothes, and then I really need to explain you to my mother. I think you'll be safe with Buck and the Gorgo twins, till I get back. Although I don't know how safe they'll be from you." I kissed her cheek.

"I think I can survive, till you get back. I want to meet your parents when this is over, my parents are both long passed, so you lucked out. Go do your thing and get back to me."

We locked lips for a bit. Then I headed out the door, around to the back, and told Buck what I was going to do. He said I shouldn't leave Penny alone to his charms. I said he better watch himself or I'd sic the giants on him. They agreed to keep an eye on Buck and Penny, and with that I left. While I was outside, I introduced myself to the relief cops and told them I'd be back.

As I was driving down Gratiot Avenue, I reviewed the past few day's events. It seemed like a dozen days had passed, time doesn't fly when there's murder involved. I was surprised that my mother hadn't called me, to see if I was still alive. She was a worrier, something that was nice, but it bugged me a bit. I'm sixty years old, and still feel like a child. Parents always say, 'you'll always be my little boy', but I don't buy it. I am a responsible, mature person, not a damn child. Let us children grow up and turn us loose. Do birds call on their young after they throw them out of the nest? I think not. Because the young birds are smart, they move far away from Mom and pop.

My lack of sleep was catching up on me. I pulled into the driveway and almost didn't get out of the car. Yeah, I was nervous about talking to my Mom about my relationship with Penny. I don't share feelings easily. Penny was the first girl I ever even confessed my love to, and meant it. It was crazy, I've only been back in touch with her for two days after forty years, and I was ready to run off with her. Stupid love, anyway.

I got out of