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Rated T to M for funnies
My Lips are Sealed
Part Two
"So, Frost, who found the guy? Any witnesses?" Jane glanced around the shop, taking in all the different forms of adult entertainment. "Other than the silicone and fake fur?" As she turned around to stare at Frost, where he stood behind the counter, a large table display caught her eye. She tilted her head, squinted, and pointed at the display table. "Camo… on a dick? Really?"
"It's very popular," Maura muttered from her spot on the floor.
Jane and Frost turned and stared at her, their jaws dropping open. "And, how would you know?" Jane asked. "Your last boink fest pal tell ya this?"
Frost cleared his throat, then ducked his head to hide his smile. "She shops," he murmured, squatting down to check the safe behind the counter.
"He's correct, Jane. I shop. And, observe fashion trends." Maura put away her case and finished taking her notes. She stood up and peeled off her gloves. "I found identification in his front pocket. His name is Joe Nells. He's forty-six and isn't an organ donor."
"So he'll be buried with all his parts, good to know. Frost, witnesses? And, where the hell is Korsak?"
Frost flipped open his notepad. "Korsak disappeared about twenty minutes ago… You fill in the blanks on that one. Okay, this is what I've got… The call we received was from an anonymous source, female though, and the Uniforms walked in and found him like this. Nobody around, cash still in the drawer, and no sign of the perpetrator."
"So, we have no witnesses and no solid leads. Not yet, anyways. I doubt the dildos will talk," Jane said, squatting down beside Joe Nells and staring at his gaping head wound. "What killed him, Maura?"
"The blow to the head."
Frost and Jane burst out laughing.
"The hardest of his life," Jane gasped, trying to catch her breath. "I bet she wore camo too."
"Could be a he," Frost murmured, looking around the store for any indications of why the homicide occurred. He tapped on the cash register computer and was immediately locked out. "Hmm, looks like the computer system might hold some more information on what we're dealing with."
"The computer system will likely yield very little for you," Maura said.
"It's gotta be checked. You know how important online data is these days, especially in a shady business such as the sex business. Hey, what about the security cameras?" Jane glanced up and pointed at the state of the art camera's located behind the counter and over on the far left corner, where the door was in view.
"I'll get the crime scene guys to download the recordings and I'll go through them this afternoon," Frost said. "I'll get Korsak and get out of here." He stepped around the counter, and headed for the dark blue curtain at the rear of the store. A life-size male doll caught his attention as he walked, and instead of watching where he was going, he stared at the doll.
"Hey watch out for…"
"Ow," Frost squealed, and fell to the floor, knocking down the display of camo-colored dildos, handcuffs, and camo boxed DVD's. He stared up from his spot on the floor. "Hey, can you see me now?"
Jane picked up a box and chucked it at his crotch. "No. You blend right in with all the other dicks."
Maura sighed, and rolled her eyes. "I'll give you my report. As I always do, Jane. The autopsy will be later today if you care to come." Maura gathered her supplies, then left the store with a nod to the Uniforms and without a backwards glance at either Frost or Jane.
