Deadly Sins: Sloth by Cheryl Bradshaw

Author:Cheryl Bradshaw [Bradshaw, Cheryl]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pixie Publishing
Published: 2017-05-07T05:00:00+00:00

The more I learned about Darryl, the more I was convinced there had been more to him than most people assumed.

Drugs.

Hookers.

Sex.

He may have been a recluse, but he certainly wasn’t boring.

I called Cade, asked if they’d recovered any drugs when they did a sweep of Darryl’s house. Turned out, they found several coffee cans stowed beneath Darryl’s bed, each containing a sealed mason jar that tested positive for weed. Postmortem toxicology tests ran on Darryl came out clean, but Heather died with a sizeable amount of THC in her system.

Heather Farnsworth AKA Sadie Steele lived downtown in an expensive town home with a roommate named Molly. Around the same age as Heather, Molly styled her hair in a loose bun on the side of her head. Her face was void of makeup, and she wore a loose T-shirt, baggy jeans, and Birkenstocks.

When she opened the front door, her eyes were red and puffy, and she looked tired. I introduced myself, and she just nodded like she was trapped in a fog and didn’t know how to get out. Without saying a word, she turned and walked toward a living room. I followed.

The townhouse was pristine and elegant, furnished with high-end leather sofas, modern art, and a contemporary architectural design. Given the upscale neighborhood, I ball-parked the home around a couple million. Maybe more. It was hard for me to believe a former hooker and an earthy, tree-hugger could afford it on their own.

“I gotta get to work in a few minutes,” Molly said. “But if I can help you, I’ll try.”

“This is a nice place. Are you renting?”

She shook her head.

“How long have you lived together with Heather?” I asked.

“About three years. We lived together before this—just not in a place this nice. I’ve known her all my life. We went to school together.”

“Do you know much about her lifestyle?”

“Are you asking if I know what she did for a living?”

“Do you?”

She nodded. “We didn’t have any secrets.”

“Then you also know she did drugs.”

“Weed isn’t really a drug. I mean, it is, but it’s not really a big deal anymore. It’s legal in twenty-five states. I don’t smoke myself, but I don’t fault anyone who does.”

“It’s still illegal in Wyoming though.”

“Yeah, I guess. Doesn’t mean it’s hard to come by.”

“You knew Heather was a hooker. Didn’t it bother you?”

She plopped her hands on her lap, looked at me. “It’s not what you think. Your idea of a hooker is probably some trashy woman working a street corner, going out with a bunch of different guys every night for a little money. That’s not what Heather did. Her clients were rich guys with good reputations. They flew her around with them, bought her nice things, treated her really good. One of them bought this place. It was hers. He put it in her name and everything.”

“Was she still doing it before she died?”

“She stopped a while ago.”

“Why?”

“She fell for one of the men she was sleeping with, and he fell for her too.

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