Playing the GameChapter 26 The Playoffs
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I guess I knew you wouldn’t let me leave. Your hands on my neck send a thrill through me. You know I like to controlled, dominated, the thought that I belong to you excites me. I hear Lori’s voice, if she comes into the closet we will have to convince her to stay. She talks too much – she needs to have a reason to keep her mouth shut about the closet.
‘ I thought I saw you come in here….whats going on?’ she says.
I step around you towards Lori, reach behind her and pull the door shut. She starts to talk, she really is too loud. I cover her lips with mine to keep her from giving us away. I’ve never kissed Lori before, she seems startled at first, but as my lips linger she starts to respond. I put my hand on her shoulder and my other on her waist, pulling her closer, deepening the kiss, exploring her lips with my tongue. I hear you moving behind me, and feel you press against me..
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Sam had spoken at length with Douglas Ferguson after the realtor had identified Emma's body. Ferguson told him where Emma had lived, gave him the names of several of her friends and associates, and suggested that Sam talk to Susan Hatfield especially -- identifying her as Emma's co-worker and closest friend. Ferguson asked for and received permission to call Susan himself, to break the news of Emma's death. Sam was happy that Deputy Fulcher had quickly and thoroughly checked out...
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Christopher Louis Phelps had spent the past 48 hours in his hotel room. He had driven directly there from the wooded area where he had left Emma Majeski's body. Phelps had retained enough presence of mind, on Saturday, to park the old Chevy well-away from the hotel, on a side street just off the main business section downtown. There were no parking meters. He was confident no one would notice the car. But he had then walked straight to the hotel and into his room, and had not left the...
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Sam and Hugh Fulcher organized an assault on hotels and motels in the area surrounding Twin Rivers. Although the city was small, the nearby ocean resort area and the intervening small towns with motel operations made the task a large one. Operating on the belief that their suspect might have considerable financial resources, Sam divided the long list of establishments with Hugh and directed the Deputy to begin with the largest and the most expensive of the hotels on his list. Key employees...
Sam was bone-tired, frustrated, and unhappy with the lack of progress. He still had no line on the mystery Chevy; only a fair-to-poor description of the suspect; little confidence that the suspect remained in the area, and few ideas about how to keep the investigation going. The film taken from Emma Majeski's cameras had been developed, and the photographs told him nothing. All three rolls of film were filled with nature shots, mostly birds. Emma's car had revealed no useful fingerprints...
Sam had no difficulty making it to Greensboro well in advance of lunch, having been able to force himself to postpone his departure from Twin Rivers only until 6:32 a.m., and stopping only for a hasty breakfast at a fast food restaurant just off the freeway. It was a bright, sunny day in Greensboro, perfect for the local Independence Day parade. Sam got caught by the lengthy parade, and it delayed his arrival at Madeleine's house despite his careful consultation of the Greensboro city map...
"I've decided to cook lunch at home," Madeleine said, as they finished their second round of coffee. "It'll take a little while, but with eight hours' drive, coming and going, I don't think you need to drive around Greensboro taking me to lunch." "You're so persuasive," Sam replied, "you ought to consider law school." "I hear you considered law school yourself," Madeleine answered. They had been happily engaged in getting better acquainted since Sam's arrival and...
Monday morning, before Sam could bring up the sting idea to Lester, the Sheriff called him into his office and told him the car had been found. "'Found it right outside Charlotte," Lester said. "Wiped clean and sitting in a suburban shopping center, keys in the ignition." "'Nothing at all to help identify our man?" "Not a goddamned Kleenex," Lester responded. "That fucker drove that rustbucket clear to Charlotte and left it sittin' out, hoping some kid would come along and...
Madeleine and the pizza delivery boy arrived at the same time, and Sam greeted both with enthusiasm. He had skipped dinner in order to share the pizza with her. Hugh Fulcher, who had not skipped dinner, was enjoying his second beer in Sam's living room. The long drive hadn't dimmed Madeleine's interest in the upcoming project, but she looked at Sam with surprise when he presented her with a Carta Blanca, a large slice of pizza, and two sheets of typed paper. "That's our schedule for...
Madeleine walked into the Best-Buy Supermarket, glanced up at the raised platform where the manager's office was situated, and caught a reassuring momentary glimpse of Hugh Fulcher. Grabbing a hand-held plastic basket, she moved slowly through the produce section, selecting an orange, an apple, and two bananas. Although she picked up only a few items, she systematically traversed each long aisle of the store, stopping frequently to study labels, or to glance at her fellow customers. The...
The next three days became a somewhat tedious rerun of the first day's fishing expedition. Following Sam's schedule, Madeleine varied the sequence of her visits to the small city's meager commercial establishments, continuing to make modest purchases of necessary and unnecessary items. Some of these, by prearrangement, were picked up periodically from her room by an auxiliary police officer, who returned them to the stores for refunds. As on the first day, Madeleine's beauty and her...
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Marshall Craig, the manager, hadn't noticed anyone following Madeleine, nor had the desk clerk. "This man came up from the marina," Sam insisted. "Did you notice anyone down there, earlier?" "No-o-o," Craig said, "but Mr. Phelps may have still been down there." "Mr. Phelps?" "Yes. He paid his bill a while ago and was preparing to move his boat from the marina." "Was he a guest of the hotel?" "He hasn't been, but he was a guest last month." "Last month? How old a guy...
Sam, crouched in the back of the van with camera at the ready, quickly became alarmed when Madeleine did not emerge from the lobby on schedule. It wasn't like her to play fast and loose with instructions. All week long, she had behaved in precisely the manner that he had asked, on every occasion. Picking up his hated cellular phone, he called her room. When there was no response, he called the manager. "Marsh, is Madeleine Deneau in the lobby?" After a quick look, Marshall Craig replied...
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Well, the boat docked and we all parted before going ashore. Rachael told me that Jack would be there to pick her up and she would just as soon not have him see or meet me. He would probably get very suspicious when he saw me. I agreed, kissed her privately before we left the deck and wished her well. I reminded her of my numbers and told her to keep them safe. She promised to call in a week, just to update me. I watched her walk up to the railing on the top deck to join Susan and Mickey. I...