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"Yea, I know him," Star, one of the strippers at Delilah's Den stated after looking at the picture of Brendon. "I think all the girls here know him,"
"Was he a big spender?" Marie asked her.
"Definitely," Star said nodding. "I heard that he spends over five hundred dollars a week on this one girl,"
"Do you know her name?" James asked.
"She told all the customers her name was Summer," Star said as she pushed one of her brunette curls out of her face.
"Was that her real name?" Marie asked.
"As far as I know, no... but uh... why don't you just ask the bitch yourself?" Star pointed in the direction of the door. Marie and James turned their heads to see a young blond girl wearing an extremely short denim mini skirt and a white tube top with, to the detectives surprise, a coach bag and matching shoes.
"Summer?" Marie asked as the two detectives walked towards the young blond.
"That's what they call me," she said looking at the detectives.
"Is that your real name?" James asked.
"No, but that's the name I tell my customers- why? Am I in some sort of trouble?" she said looking confused.
"What is your name?" Marie asked.
"Dana Reynolds," she said hesitantly.
"Do you know this man?" James asked as he pulled the picture of Brendon.
"Yea, he was one of my best customers, he paid top money, forget about fives he was sticking fifties down girl's g-strings," Summer said pushing her blond hair behind her ear.
"Had he been behaving differently lately?" Marie asked.
"Umm... not really, he hadn't been asking for as many private dances, but I just thought it was because of the ring," Summer simply said
"What ring?" James asked.
"The engagement ring," Summer said.
"who was he engaged to?" Marie asked.
"well I'm guessing he was engaged. I knew him and Carrie were together, I saw the rock on her finger just a few days ago," Summer answered.
"Who is Carrie?" James asked.
"Another stripper. She's know as Daisy to all her customers" Summer said. "She just started hear actually, I know that a lot of the girls were jealous of Carrie"
"why were they jealous?" James asked.
"She was stealing their best customer. " Summer said,
"He bought her a Lamborghini. No stripper here or in any other strip club I've ever heard of or worked in can afford any type of sports car let alone a Lamborghini" She said in a low voice.
"now I don't mean to be rude here but I know that is a coach bag, those are coach shoes and that necklace your wearing is worth close to $3,000. Now if no stripper you know can afford a Lamborghini, tell me how you can afford this outfit." Marie said.
"I get it all from customers, if a guy doesn't have money to put in my G-string he'll stick something Gucci or coach or just something expensive of his wife's down there instead,"
"I see," Marie said.
"Well thank you miss, we'll be in touch," James said as he and Marie started to walk away.
"You believe her?" James asked once they had gotten out of earshot of the two strippers.
"Not a chance," Marie said as they walked to the car.
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"Okay Mr. Briant let's just stop lying now... tell me what really happened that night," Marie said as she leaned against the table in the interrogation room.
"I'm not lying, I'm telling you I don't know what the hell happened to her," Brendon said as he stared at the table.
"Well what about, Katie Adams, do you know what happened to her?" His face fell at the mention of his late wife's name.
"She got hit by a drunk driver and died, you can check the coroners report and everything," He said glancing up from the table.
"Well, the coroner's report said she died from exfixiation, can you explain that?" Marie said as she took a seat in a chair across from Brendon.
"No... I can't" Brendon said.
"Don't you think it's a little ironic that you wife dies in a car accident two weeks after you made a $5,000 life insurance for her," Marie said.
"I know how it sounds-" Brendon started in a weak voice but Marie cut him off.
"And I know that you took out a life insurance policy on Ruthie Camden as well didn't you?" Marie asked him.
"I-" he started but Marie cut him off once again.
"Didn't you?" she repeated, this time louder.
"Yes," he said cowardly.
"That's what I thought," Marie said as she stood up.
"But here's where you slipped up, it only covers accidents," Marie said as she leaned in closer to him and lowered her voice.
"And we both know, this wasn't an accident," When she finished she turned on her heal and walked away. One she reached the hall way she met up with James.
"I got a call from the lobby, it seems Carrie has dropped by," James said still walking.
"Stripper Carrie?" Marie asked.
"Yup, that's her," James said.
"Oh, I got the coroner's report," James said as he handed a folder over to Marie.
"And..." Marie said as she flipped open the file.
"Arsenic," he said simply.
"No way," Marie said in disbelief as she read the report. As they reached the lobby they stopped.
" Carrie?" Marie said as she looked around at a few women who were sitting in the room. She noticed one stand up with her back facing towards her. She slowly go p with on hand on her back, her blond hair barely brushed her shoulders. As she turned around James and Marie were both shocked to see... she was pregnant.
A/N: Ok, considered taking this story down and then decided to update one more time to see how it did. If I get good reviews, I'll keep it, Bad, I either won't update for a while or take it down. Tell me what you think!!
