Miami Purity by Vicki Hendricks

Author:Vicki Hendricks [Hendricks, Vicki]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2010-12-28T16:00:00+00:00

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The next day the phone rang while we were still in bed. It was one of those calls with timing, coming when he'd just rolled off me and I was still dazed, stuffed with cotton. I lunged across the bed and picked up the phone. It got the blood flowing into other parts of my body, being that the cops were asking to talk to Payne. While he listened his face bleached white. When he hung up he told me a body had washed up in Broward County--female. He had to take a ride to the Medical Examiner's to see if it was Brenda. He would go to the store and open up and get things rolling, then take off for Broward. I could go in at my usual time and take over from there.

He got dressed fast.

"I have some rush paperwork to do first," he said.

I kept noticing, alive or dead, how she could put a hop into his step. I rolled over into his spot and pulled the sheet up to smell what was left of his clean scent and fall back asleep. I should have known better because the ocean closed over me in a dream that stuck with me for the rest of the day like the sourness of stale beer or the stench that clung to Payne later that afternoon.

The dream started in the waves where I saw the police pull her out. She was covered with weed and had tiny green phosphorescent fish stuck in her black hair, like in a net. Payne had told me about those sparkly fish from a documentary, so I guess that's why they turned up in my dream. They were like jewelry on her, and she was beautiful, not how I expected. Payne came up and took her and carried her away and left me there.

I was drowning. Every time I stood up another wave knocked me down and the undertow dragged me farther out. I could feel slimy tentacles tangling around my ankles. Payne never looked back. He kept carrying her away, into one of those rose-colored sunsets you see when you're caught in traffic on I-95.

Then I was with them in the hospital. I didn't see myself. I just saw him standing over her. She was flat on the table naked. Her eyes were wide open and dark green. Her big tits were pointing up at him and her legs were spread out with the tiny emerald fish sparkling and wriggling in her pubic hair, tangled in the tight curls, beautiful, like on her head.

I kept trying to scream to Payne, "Don't touch her. Don't touch her," but he was bending closer and closer. I could only make a croaking noise in my throat too low for him to hear. He looked at her lovingly and put his mouth on hers in a long kiss. I knew his tongue was in her and then hers was in him. I saw him bite down and a dark stream of blood run down her neck and puddle between her tits and her stomach.

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