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  Seth walked off to the conference room removing the velcro straps on his vest, mentally preparing for the interrogation.

  Chapter Nineteen

  Seth sat in his office playing on his cell phone when the front door opened and the Captain finally walked in. Ashley was standing by the coffee pot, so she figured she better grab another cup for the Captain. Seth shot off a quick text to Zee.

  hey baby, we arrested the scum bag tonight. I’m safe and back at the precinct. Getting ready to interview him now. Hopefully I’ll be home soon. Love you.

  “You about ready to get this show on the road? You’ve got to be beat by now.” The Captain said as he walked up to Seth’s office door.

  Looking up, Seth dropped his phone on his desk. “Absolutely Capt… I’m ready.”

  Ashley made her way over to stand next to the Captain, handing him his cup of coffee.

  “Ahh, you’re a lifesaver…” The Captain took the cup, “You’re an awesome officer in my book, no matter what this ugly ass guy says about you.” The Captain said.

  “He’s pretty fuckin’ hot in my book.” Ashley mumbled into her cup of coffee.

  “Ashley, go with the Captain.” Seth said, walking off towards the interrogation rooms.

  “Alright, come on let’s go.” The Captain said before taking a sip of his coffee.

  “Where are we going?” Ashley looked up at the Captain.

  “Come on, we’ll go to the video room and watch Lane in action.” The Captain motioned as he walked off. “You wanna know why Lane is so damn good? Some of the guys in here think it’s because of his ability to read people. Definitely not the kind of guy you want to play poker against.” The Captain opened the door to the video room motioning to Ashley, ladies first.

  “Other people think it’s because of the way he finds clues and catches the assailants so damn fast. Nobody really knows how he does that. There are some of us that think Lane is one of the most brilliant ass interrogators around.” The Captain said sitting down in a chair turning on the video monitors.

  “What do you think Captain?” Ashley asked.

  “Me? I think it’s all of the above. The way he puts everything together, the way his brain works…” The Captain looked over at Ashley. “You really lucked out, for him to take you under his wing… consider yourself blessed to have a mentor like him.”

  Seth unlocked the door to the interrogation room and yanked it open. Caligula was sitting there hunched over the table laying on one arm with his other arm still handcuffed to the wall. “Wake your ass up.” Seth’s commanding voice echoed the room.

  Caligula’s eyes opened and he sat up and leaned back in his chair. “Have you been read your rights yet, smart ass?” Seth asked.

  “Yeah yeah, a couple of times actually. And a couple more during the booking process.” Caligula said, wiping the sleep out of his eyes.

  “Good, so do you understand those rights? Or do you want me to read them to you again?” Seth asked, slapping the case file down on the table while he lowered himself into a chair across the table from Caligula.

  Seth picked up the case file and leaned back in the chair. Not saying a word, not even looking up at Caligula.

  Over in the video room, the Captain looked over at Ashley.

  “You wanna play a game?” The Captain said with a smile.

  “A game? What kinda game?” Ashley smiled back.

  “Over – under.”

  “Over – under what?” Ashley asked.

  “How long do you think its going to take Lane to get the confession? More or less than ten minutes?” The Captain asked.

  Ashley studied the monitors, “Hmmm, I’m going to say more…this guy is kinda stubborn.”

  The Captain was still smiling like he had a secret joke, “You’re on… my money’s on Lane…We’ll start …nnnnnow. I’ll bet you lunch.”

  “I’m down with that.”

  Seth eyed up Caligula, dropping the case file down on the table after the long awkward pause of silence. “Here the deal, Roman. You’re here because of the rape of Ms. Jennifer Jewels.”

  Caligula broke the face-to-face contact and looked down at the floor between his knees.

  Seth continued, “To be honest with you, I don’t really give a rat’s ass what you’ve got to say. We’ve got DNA from the rape kit. And we’ve got the known sample of DNA from you.” Caligula’s eyes snapped up at that comment and his faced showed a brief moment of panic before he was able to get it under control, focusing his face and eyes back to the floor.

  Seth leaned his head down and tilted it, trying to make eye contact with him. “You tried, and you did a pretty damn good job at wiping down your fingerprints from the laundry room. But I was still able to find some of your prints that you forgot about.”

  Seth wasn’t able to make eye contact with him, but he was hoping he was at least making him uncomfortable. “I also found a gas receipt that you left at the scene. The time and date stamp on the receipt will prove that you were there in the area… so basically, I’ve got your ass dead to rights.”

  Seth leaned in a little closer, “Let me tell you what I know. I know that after driving clear across town, you had to get gas. You stopped off right down the street from Ms. Jewels’ apartment. You then went and sat in your car while it was parked at the basketball court. You sat there in your car, probably stroking yourself off, like the little creep you are.” Seth stared at his face, looking for some kind of validation. Caligula wasn’t falling for it right now. He sat stone faced and still.

  “You then saw Ms. Jewels leave her apartment with some dirty laundry. After a while of not seeing her either return to her apartment or leave the building, you ran over to the building and opened the front door and crept your way down to the laundry room. Seeing how vulnerable she was down there, you decided to attack her from behind. And after you violated Ms. Jewels, like the little bitch you are, you returned to your car and watched as she went back to her apartment… hurt and crying.” Seth sat up straight in the chair. “Am I getting it?

  “Once the police arrived, it was probably at that point you realized you left fingerprints all over the place. So, you sat there watching the police and waiting for them to leave. Right? My guess is that you’re such a sick little fucker that you masturbated while watching the police do their jobs.” Seth caught onto some micro-twitching in Roman’s face indicating he was right on the money.

  “When everyone left and the place was clear, you then went back down to the laundry room and tried to wipe the place down, including your own prints before the crime scene techs got there.” Seth nodded his head up and down, in the yes motion.

  Seth leaned back and crossed his legs and arms. “So, like I said before, I don’t really care what you’ve got to say. But, there is just one thing. Just something that I’m wondering about…why? Why drive all the way across town for this one girl? Why her?”

  “Why? Why her?” Roman looked up, staring at the the case file. “You really wanna know?”

  Seth looked at his face yet kept his body in view. He tilted his head a bit. Caligula continued to talk. “It was her hair. The way her hair flowed in the breeze when I first saw her. She oozed passion. The overmastering smell of her shampoo or body wash, the desire of wanting her. I came back a few times and watched her. The way her body moved. It gave me such an appetite for her.” He sounded like he was half in love with her. And maybe he was.

  Seth looked up at the camera, like he was looking directly at Ashley. He stood up and grabbed the case file, tapping on the table to pack down all the pages inside.

  “So… it looks like I won the bet. You’re buying me lunch but I’ll let you pick the place.” The Captain said patting Ashley on the shoulder.

  “Wait, how did you win?” Ashley asked.

  “He just told Lane The Why… the fact that he’s explaining the quote-on-quote why, is good enough for the States Attorneys’ to convict. That why… that is the admission. And that stupid fucker di
dn’t even know what hit him.” The Captain said leaning back in the chair, locking his hands behind his head.

  Seth stood there towering over Caligula. It’s a shame you get to go to jail instead of a pine box six feet below ground. He turned and walked out of the room, locking the door behind him. The Captain and Ashley, a few doors down, walked out of the video room and the three of them met in the hall way.

  “I don’t get it? Why did he do it?” Ashley was confused, looking at Seth.

  Taking a deep breath, Seth directed his words to Ashley, “Darlin’, you really need to pick up a book once in a while. Didn’t you hear what he said? He used words like passion, overmastering, desire… he even threw in the word appetite.”

  Ashley was still confused, and looked to the Captain for an answer as Seth turned around and started walking away.

  He turned back briefly. “This was a crime of lust.” Seth said with derision in his voice before turning back around and yelling over his shoulder.

  “Hey, Captain… I’m taking the rest of the day off.”

  Seth stopped once more and turned back around to Ashley, “By the way… I told you by the end of this case, I would be the one saying thank you to you. Thank you Ashley, good job today.” He abruptly turned and walked away.

  Chapter Twenty

  Seth drove home on autopilot and pulled up into the drive way at his house. While taking the key out of the ignition he noticed the clock on the dash. Fuck balls… its 7:00 am already. He looked at his watch, like his watch was going to magically tell him a different time. It didn’t. He got out of the car, arching his neck back to see the bedroom windows, hoping to catch a glimpse of Zee.

  Just inside the front door, Seth shed off the suit jacket and draped it over the stairs banister. He tossed his head side to side, cracking his neck, and then tilted his head to the direction of a noise coming from upstairs. The faint sound of the shower seeped out of the master bathroom. Taking each step upstairs, he felt like he’d been on a stairmaster for hours. God damn it… I don’t know how many more of these 30 hour days I can take. He loosened his tie and untucked his shirt on the way to the bedroom.

  “Honey… I’m home.” Seth announced as he unlatched the top two buttons on his shirt with two fingers.

  “Hey baby… good morning!” Zee yelled back from the shower. God, the fact that she was always so damn chipper in the morning was not helping him right now. He was surprised she heard him as their bathroom was one of those where you could hear someone speaking while they were in the bathroom if you were in the bedroom, but it rarely worked the other way around.

  Seth couldn’t go another minute without seeing her. He walked into the bathroom and caught a glimpse of Zee’s body in the shower from the mirror. He was immediately thankful for the inventor of clear glass sliding shower doors. It may be the greatest fucking invention ever. He turned around and leaned up against the wall next to the shower, putting one hand in his pocket, secretly grabbing his cock.

  “What a fuckin’ day, baby.”

  The silk pocket lining wrapped around his cotton boxers swaddling his growing package. Zee stood in the shower with her head tilted back, eyes closed, rinsing the shampoo out of her hair. Soap bubbles coated her ass, and slid down her back with the water, flowing onto her legs, just to whirlpool on the shower floor at the drain. Seth stroked his dick. The silk lining caressed and glided over his throbbing veins.

  Zee still had her eyes closed and ran her hand across the top of her hair. Her hair was as silky as the pocket lining, and it was hard for Seth to distinguish from the two.

  “Whatcha lookin’ at mister?” Her eyes had opened and she gave him a wink and a seductive smile.

  “I’m just checkin out your beautiful seat meat.” Seth said matching her smile.

  “My seat meat?” A mood killing laugh burst out of Zee. “I prefer to call it my man bait. Thank you very much.” She said while wiggling her butt. That instantly brought the mood back.

  Zee spun around in the water, giving herself one final rinse and before turning it off. “Towel me… you sexy specimen of a man.” Zee said, poking a hip to one side.

  Seth stood up from his lean against the wall and passed the towel to Zee.

  “Look at you, getting all excited.” Zee noticed the massive bulge trying to break through his pants. “I now know where the phrase pitching a tent comes from. I love that I can do that you just by taking a shower.”

  “Can you blame me? Your perfect little tits were staring me down.” Seth adjusted his cock upward, so he didn’t pass out from the pressure of a monster boner being bent to the side. Even worse, downward. There’s nothing more painful then a massive boner facing my feet.

  “I know you really don’t like talking about work… but you got the guy, huh?” Zee said drying her hair with the towel.

  “Good ol’ Zee… Zee giveth thy boner… Zee taketh away… geez honey.” Seth stepped back to the vanity counter, leaning against it.

  Zee laughed. Hard.

  “Yeah, I got him. You know what? Speaking of… I don’t know how you do it. But, I really want to thank you. I was able to catch this guy fast because of your help.”

  “My help?” Zee wrapped her hair in the towel and tossed it on the top of her head. “How did I help?”

  “Oh you know, in the basement the other day. Some of the ideas you gave me. And mostly because of your support and love. You’re kind of like my swiss-army-wife. You’re my everything all in one.” Seth rubbed his eyes, feeling the sleep coming on. “I just wanted you to know how much I love you and appreciate you. And also, I wanted you know that I reaaaaalllyy appreciated the basement sexathon.”

  “Aww, honey, I love you too.” Zee had her head to the side q-tipping her ears. “Yeah, in the basement, that was hot as hell, huh? I enjoyed it as well… God, you got really deep.”

  “Anyway… whatcha got going on today?” Seth said, too tired to unbutton the rest of his shirt. He loosened his tie just enough to slip it over his head and tossed it out of the bathroom aiming for the corner of the bed.

  He turned around and looked into his own eyes in the mirror. They were bloodshot and a little swollen with dark circles underneath. Zee ran her hair through the towel, patting her hair dry. “I’m going to go hit up the studio this morning...” She paused. Seth summoned the energy to take his nicely starched button down shirt off like an old polo. His undershirt lifted up exposing his abs. Zee’s eyes were fixated on the sliver of exposed skin. His abs were fucking delicious. Never mind the six pack, Seth’s fuck-me-lines did her in every single day. Those carved muscles formed a V-shape and pointed like arrows down to his cock. Zee managed to get herself back under control. Seth was exhausted. She knew nothing exciting was going to happen right now. “Then… I think I might go shopping.” Zee continued.

  Seth had his hands over his head still holding his shirt, and stretched, arching his back, reaching for the ceiling. His triceps burned and the deltoids in his shoulders curved in with perfect dimples. Zee tried to look away but couldn’t. All she could think about was biting down on every ripple of his body. Seth’s lungs released a long satisfying moan.

  “That sounds like fun, baby.” Seth yawned, “Whatcha going to buy?”

  “Some baby oil and a water proof camera.” Zee whispered.

  “A what?” Seth looked at her through the mirror.

  “Joking, joking… I was just checking out your body. I was going to get something for dinner. Do have a hankering for anything?” Zee smiled and rolled her eyes.

  “Nah, whatever you make for dinner I’m sure will be fine. Aren’t you working to night?” Seth yawned again.

  “Yeah, but that’s not until way later tonight.” Zee said picking up the blow dryer, “What about you? What are you going to do today?”

  “Fucking sleep. And sleep some more. But, I’ll probably get up and work out a bit.” Seth said.

  “How about you go get some sleep and I’ll wake you up when I get back from sh
opping.” Zee said, cranking the blower dryer on high.

  “Sounds good to me, I’m going to go crash baby.” Seth leaned over and kissed her cheek. “Have fun shopping.”

  Later that evening, Seth was still passed out when Zee came back from shopping. Zee came upstairs and slowly opened the bedroom door. “Wakey wakey, honey bunches… I’ve let you sleep long enough.”

  Seth didn’t budge. She walked up to the bed and watched Seth, laying on his back. He had one arm under the pillow and the other arm draped over his face. She pulled the sheets off of his body. It may be sort of cruel, but if he didn’t get up now his entire sleep schedule would be messed up all week. “Honey bunches of oats, its time to wake up…” She was answered with no response at all. She looked down at his chest. He was still breathing, so that was a good thing. Zee started to eye fuck him, looking his body up and down. Her eyes stopped in the middle of his body. Holy shit, his cock was huge right now.

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Zee cracked a smile. He hasn’t shaved in a couple of days… he’s got five-o’clock shadow pubes. Her grin widened. Reaching down, she ran her nails across the stubble, she could hear the soft sound of his dick whiskers crackling under her nails. She grabbed ahold of his cock and began to stroke. She softly scratched his balls, all the way up the shaft and the skin on his sack started to tense up and shrink in tight. She bent down and licked his ball sack, gently cupping a nut in her mouth before carefully sliding her tongue across his sack, leaving a wet trail all the way up his shaft. Using her lips, she braced his cock down on his stomach, and kissed her way down to the base and underside of his cock. She stopped in between the balls and shaft and flicked her tongue back and forth while her left hand went to work stroking him up and down. Twisting her wrist left and right as she stroked up and down, his foreskin glided under her soft, gentle, silky fingers.