Hotwife Miami: An Erotic Cuckold Thriller by Jewel Geffen

Author:Jewel Geffen [Geffen, Jewel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The phone was already ringing when Scott came into his office. It jangled insistently, rattling on the hook.

“I'm coming, I'm coming,” he muttered as he worked his way over the stacks of boxes and around the file cabinets. It was definitely time for a bigger office, or at least a good cleaning.

He jerked the phone off the hook. “Chapel Investigations, what can I do for you?”

“Mr. Chapel, this is Professor Cain.”

Of course it is. This case seemed determined to consume every moment of his waking life. It was like some great black hole just sucking him in deeper and deeper until there was nothing left outside of it. “What's going on?” he asked, a bit brusquely.

James' voice stayed as cool and in control as always, but there was an edge now of something else to it. Something like worry. “My home has been broken into. I need you here right away.”

Scott blinked. He hadn't been expecting this. “I'll be right there.”

* * *

James Cain's house wasn't much bigger than Scott's was, though the décor was slightly different. Bookshelves lined practically every wall. There was a glass display case containing academic awards and framed letters. Scott got the feeling, even given its present state, that it was usually immaculately maintained.

At the moment, however, the place was in shambles. It seemed that every single book had been ripped off the shelf and hurled to the floor; every drawer ripped out and turned upside down, every couch and chair pushed aside. One sofa had even been cut open, the upholstery slashed and the insides ripped out.

“It was like this when I got back,” James said

“Jesus. They did a number on the place, didn't they?”

“Hm, it seems so.”

“Anything missing?”

The Professor sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. “I have no idea. Everything's a mess. I called you first thing.”

“Good. The police?”

“Not yet.”

“Let's leave them out of it for now.”

“Is that wise?”

Scott shook his head. “Depends how many questions you want to answer. I think it's fair to say that our man is responsible for this.”

“That seems likely.”

“I guess the question is: why'd they do it?”

James picked up a book with a heavy sigh and placed it back on an empty shelf. “I really don't know. I'm not used to this sort of thing. Believe it or not, I actually lead quite a quiet life.”

Scott wasn't sure that anybody who had sex with a dozen different married women in the space of a month could really be considered to be leading 'a quiet life' but he didn't argue the point.

“I just don't see why there haven't been any demands yet. What are they doing all this for? What's the point?”

Scott shifted a newspaper with his toe. “Clearly they want something. You really can't think of anything? Somebody with a grudge? All that money and power and sex concentrated in one place, it's like a powder keg in a room full of monkeys with matchbooks.”

“Very droll,” James said, smiling slightly.

“So is there?”

“I'm sure it's possible.

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