Waves of Murder

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Authors: J B Raphael
Tags: Crime, Sex, Murder, cruise, jewel thief
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fucking evidence, the Brits wouldn’t wear it. But there must be some way I can nail that murdering bastard. All these thoughts were going through his fuddled brain, this was going to be a long haul, but one day, Jonathan Weston, I will crucify you, he promised himself. Almost two years were to pass before he saw justice.
    The 747 landed at Heathrow, exactly on time, they walked through customs without any hiccups, Lorna managed to keep her cool, wearing $100,000 worth of diamonds. They had to get to Southampton to retrieve the Golf, Jon approached the black cab booking desk, “How much to Southampton docks, please?” he asked the pleasant, grey-haired man.
    “£140, fixed fare.”
    “Will the driver take US dollars?” Jon asked
    “Just a moment, I’ll ask him,” the dispatcher said. “799” a voice crackled over the radio. “Gentleman and lady to go to Southampton docks, will you accept US dollars?” he asked. “Roger, $200, fixed rate,” the cockney voice said. “Roger 799, ready to go.”
    They pushed their trolley out to the taxi pick-up point, a short cabbie jumped out of the black cab, and smiling, said, “Southampton?”
    “Yes, please,” Jon said.
    The bags loaded, they set off towards the south coast. The journey on the M25 and M3 was slow, traffic was heavy, even for early Saturday morning. Road repairs, an accident, it all took time, but there was no real hurry. The ship hadn’t arrived so the parking office girl was surprised to see them so early. Jon explained that they flew back from New York as Lorna had been very ill with sea-sickness. “I see,” she said. Jon gave her his ticket, and she called on the radio for the Golf to be brought from the pound. Once they were on their way back to London they both felt better, and Jon reminded Lorna that they were richer by at least £200,000. They both yippee’d, but at the back of Jon’s mind was the fact that two beautiful women were dead because of him.
    They went directly to Vicky’s house, she was out, no white Audi, but Jon did notice one thing, a ‘For Sale’ board at the front of the house. He called his sister to find out what was happening, “I’m on my way home, I’ll be ten minutes and I’ll explain everything.”
    “The bastards left me for his fucking receptionist, it’s been going on for ages. The house is in his name, but I’ll fight that, still the marriage is dead, I wouldn’t want to stay here anyway. But I want half, plus a large maintenance cheque every month.” Jon then introduced Lorna to Vicky, “Oh, I’m so sorry, and rude, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” she said.
    “I need the Golf for a few more days,” Jon said.
    “Keep it,” Vicky said, “it’s a gift, I can only drive one at a time,” she added.
    “Thanks, thanks very much,” and he kissed her cheek, “we’ll see you again soon,” he said, “get a good nights sleep and stay off the bottle!”
    “You can stay here if you wish,” she offered. They looked at each other and nodded agreement and thanked Vicky.
    “I’ll get the bags from the car,” Jon said.
    “Good, I could do with some company,” Vicky replied.
    The two women got on well, talking about fashion etc., and Lorna told Vicky about New York,” Jon took me to the top of the Empire State Building and showed me Kong Kong’s claw marks!” she said, with a wink.
    “Yes,” said Vicky, “our father got me with that one when I was a teenager, the trouble is, I believed it!” They laughed. Jon just sat with a drink, half listening and thinking about selling the rest of the diamonds. He left early the next morning, telling Lorna he’d be back at lunchtime. Driving down to Hatton Garden he put on a baseball cap so that no CCTV could see his face. He had already dirtied the number plates on the Golf. He went slowly along the street and picked out a large dealer, but kept his eye as to where the cameras were situated and was happy to see that the dealer was in a sort of blind

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