not much they can do. They’d need a confession or an eyewitness. You
admitted that everyone has access to your dressing room and the police aren’t
going to take fingerprints from your apartment in the absence of a major crime.
There wasn’t even forced entry. Your landlord let the person inside.”
“Yvette saw the woman. She’ll identify her.”
“Maybe. The woman can say your place was trashed when she
got there. She let herself out, according to Yvette. There’s no one to refute
that.”
Crystal scowled. “So unless there’s an assault or a body,
I’m screwed. The police won’t do more than ask questions.”
Tomas hated to admit she was right, but replied anyway.
“Yeah.”
“Fuck.”
“Yeah. That too.”
She looked up again at Marv. “The least you can do is put a
lock on my door so nobody else can get in without a key. I’ll keep one and you
take the duplicate. Deal?”
Marv acted like she’d just driven a hard bargain. “Okay,” he
sighed. “Jesus. What a day.” He shoved his hands in his pants pocket and walked
off. “See you on the set,” he said over his shoulder as he strolled away.
Tomas rubbed Crystal’s tense back muscles. “I’m off this
weekend and so is my brother. Want to take a ride to Annapolis? He’s staying
with Lisa at her place. He said they have something to show us.”
Lisa Gibson, Antonio’s girlfriend, owned a Saltbox house
near the bay that she shared with a roommate. Crystal liked Lisa, though they
were different types of women. Lisa was a conservative, all-American type and a
computer geek who earned a comfortable living in the electronics field. Crystal
had been a stripper at the Tongue and Cheek when they’d first met at
Tomas’ graduation ceremony from the Naval Academy.
Lisa had come into town graduation weekend to break up with
her cheating boyfriend, Rick Bennett, who was also graduating from the Academy.
She met Antonio on the way to axing Rick and they’d been together ever since.
In an ironic twist, Tomas and Rick had been roommates and Tomas knew what kind
of rat Rick had been.
Rick “The Baller” Bennett was a notorious womanizer who’d
deserved to get the boot. It remained a mystery to Tomas why Lisa hadn’t found
out sooner what kind of cheating jerk he was. When Lisa broke up with him, Rick
tried to enact revenge by threatening to post a sex video of her on the
Internet. Antonio and Tomas hatched a plan to get the video back.
“A trip out of town sounds great. I could use a break.”
“On Monday, I want to bring Yvette to the set before your
weather segment. Have her look around. Maybe she can identify the woman who
came to your apartment. There’s nothing stopping me from getting to the bottom
of this.”
Crystal kissed his mouth. She tasted like cherry lip gloss
and smelled like heaven. “Remind me to suck you off later for being such a good
guy.”
Tomas kissed her back. “Believe me, I won’t forget.”
* * * * *
When they returned to her apartment that night, the
reporters were gone. Earlier in the day, several had called WCNT to request
interviews while others had asked for a statement. Crystal finally complied
when she realized the press wouldn’t go away until she talked. After her
segment, she’d conducted a press conference and allowed pictures to be taken.
Her story would make the eleven o’clock news and tabloid headlines for who knew
how long on the Internet.
Crystal took Tomas’ hand and brought him into the kitchen.
She pointed to the table in the center of the room. “Sit on the edge.”
Tomas chuckled and hoisted himself up on the table.
“Planning a late snack?”
“Damn right. I’m going to eat you .”
“Aren’t you going to kiss me first?” He reached out and
pulled her to his chest with a laugh. “I’m not just a cheap piece of meat.”
Crystal tweaked his chin. “Oh poor baby needs foreplay.” She
giggled and the sound was so unlike her that Tomas leaned away to study her
face.
admitted that everyone has access to your dressing room and the police aren’t
going to take fingerprints from your apartment in the absence of a major crime.
There wasn’t even forced entry. Your landlord let the person inside.”
“Yvette saw the woman. She’ll identify her.”
“Maybe. The woman can say your place was trashed when she
got there. She let herself out, according to Yvette. There’s no one to refute
that.”
Crystal scowled. “So unless there’s an assault or a body,
I’m screwed. The police won’t do more than ask questions.”
Tomas hated to admit she was right, but replied anyway.
“Yeah.”
“Fuck.”
“Yeah. That too.”
She looked up again at Marv. “The least you can do is put a
lock on my door so nobody else can get in without a key. I’ll keep one and you
take the duplicate. Deal?”
Marv acted like she’d just driven a hard bargain. “Okay,” he
sighed. “Jesus. What a day.” He shoved his hands in his pants pocket and walked
off. “See you on the set,” he said over his shoulder as he strolled away.
Tomas rubbed Crystal’s tense back muscles. “I’m off this
weekend and so is my brother. Want to take a ride to Annapolis? He’s staying
with Lisa at her place. He said they have something to show us.”
Lisa Gibson, Antonio’s girlfriend, owned a Saltbox house
near the bay that she shared with a roommate. Crystal liked Lisa, though they
were different types of women. Lisa was a conservative, all-American type and a
computer geek who earned a comfortable living in the electronics field. Crystal
had been a stripper at the Tongue and Cheek when they’d first met at
Tomas’ graduation ceremony from the Naval Academy.
Lisa had come into town graduation weekend to break up with
her cheating boyfriend, Rick Bennett, who was also graduating from the Academy.
She met Antonio on the way to axing Rick and they’d been together ever since.
In an ironic twist, Tomas and Rick had been roommates and Tomas knew what kind
of rat Rick had been.
Rick “The Baller” Bennett was a notorious womanizer who’d
deserved to get the boot. It remained a mystery to Tomas why Lisa hadn’t found
out sooner what kind of cheating jerk he was. When Lisa broke up with him, Rick
tried to enact revenge by threatening to post a sex video of her on the
Internet. Antonio and Tomas hatched a plan to get the video back.
“A trip out of town sounds great. I could use a break.”
“On Monday, I want to bring Yvette to the set before your
weather segment. Have her look around. Maybe she can identify the woman who
came to your apartment. There’s nothing stopping me from getting to the bottom
of this.”
Crystal kissed his mouth. She tasted like cherry lip gloss
and smelled like heaven. “Remind me to suck you off later for being such a good
guy.”
Tomas kissed her back. “Believe me, I won’t forget.”
* * * * *
When they returned to her apartment that night, the
reporters were gone. Earlier in the day, several had called WCNT to request
interviews while others had asked for a statement. Crystal finally complied
when she realized the press wouldn’t go away until she talked. After her
segment, she’d conducted a press conference and allowed pictures to be taken.
Her story would make the eleven o’clock news and tabloid headlines for who knew
how long on the Internet.
Crystal took Tomas’ hand and brought him into the kitchen.
She pointed to the table in the center of the room. “Sit on the edge.”
Tomas chuckled and hoisted himself up on the table.
“Planning a late snack?”
“Damn right. I’m going to eat you .”
“Aren’t you going to kiss me first?” He reached out and
pulled her to his chest with a laugh. “I’m not just a cheap piece of meat.”
Crystal tweaked his chin. “Oh poor baby needs foreplay.” She
giggled and the sound was so unlike her that Tomas leaned away to study her
face.
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