Dark Horse by Doug Richardson

Author:Doug Richardson [Doug Richardson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780062004543
Publisher: HarperCollins

NINE

THE SKIES over Cathedral were clear and without a cloud to interfere with the brilliant three-quarter moon. As for the telephone machine, it wasn’t malfunctioning, nor had Connie turned it off.

The party had lasted until around midnight when Connie’s body had finally succumbed to all the abuse. With the Bee Gees still pounding over the stereo, she’d suddenly had enough and bid her guests a speedy good-night. Somewhere in her memory she recalled reminding Gina to lock the door behind her and leave the key in the mailbox. Then she’d started up the stairs for bed.

It hadn’t crossed her mind to ask Shakespeare to keep the evening’s festivities from her husband. Or even Gina, for that matter. Caution had been left in the ashtray. As she shut out the downstairs music with the door to the master suite, all she was hoping for was a dreamless sleep and not too big of a mess to clean up the next morning. Her head was already hurting from the thought of the oncoming hangover. So shortly before tumbling into bed, she followed Gina’s remedy of two full glasses of water, one B complex vitamin, and two aspirin to thin the blood. She dropped her work clothes in exchange for one of Mitch’s T-shirts and crawled into bed, making sure to leave the bathroom light on as was her habit when her husband was gone. She checked the clock before closing her eyes. It was a blurred 12:16 A.M.

Downstairs, the party was far from over. Gina had made up her mind that it would serve Mitch right to fuck his worthy opponent on the floor of the very room where he read his Sunday paper: a screened sun porch off the living room. With the records stacked on the turntable and the music turned down to a moderate decibel, she and Shakespeare spilled the lounge cushions to the Astroturf floor and began a sweaty tangle of wet tongues and groping hands.

Gina fancied herself a sexual stalwart, despite the scuttlebutt that she was a notoriously lousy encounter. All awkward legs and arms, she had a habit of making sex a wrestling match. Shakespeare was quick to handle her, reaching underneath her tennis dress and tearing her panties clean away with a single tug. She reached for his belt buckle. But he stopped her cold.

“What?” she pressed.

“You’re too easy.”

She took her heel and poked it hard at his chest. “Is that what you want? A fight?” She poked him again.

“I want to be teased.” His blue eyes gleamed, his eyebrows raised.

“I know.” Gina smiled. “You want more money. But you forget. I’ve already contributed the maximum legally allowable to a po-li-ti-cal can-di-date.”

“Money, I don’t need,” sneered Shakespeare. He unzipped his pants and pressed against her, teasing her without mercy. “What I need is information.”

“Like the nasty about Mitch Dutton?” She grinned at the idea, groping for his erection with her fingertips. “So you got any rubbers?”

From his shirt pocket he removed a very small white envelope.

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