Camira’s half filled cup of tea sitting on the small table by the recliner , bent down and still warm. Wondering what would have made her cousin so quickly skip out on her, Hanya decided to use the facilities, buzz home and have a firm word with Camira in the morning. As she headed towards the bathroom, she noticed light spilling on the carpet from be neath the closed door of the master bedroom. She knocked on the closed door and called her name .
No response. S he opened the door and breathed a sigh of relief . Camira was lying on top of the bed , sound asleep. She took a step closer.
Just like I thought, she’s taken some sleeping pills; no waking her now . Even in her sleep, s he looks like she’s posing for a photo shoot in that w hite silk negligee , trimmed in black lace, and spread out around her long lean body ; her long dark ha ir splayed across the pillow. Maggie the C at patiently waiting for her Rick to come home .
Picking up the bl anket at the bottom of the bed , she went to cover her. That’s when she saw the empty syringe l ay ing next to her cousin’s outstretched arm. Fear and dread squeezed Hanya’s heart and rooted her to the spot. She wasn’t sure how long she had stood there before feeling for a pulse. None . Her body , like the teacup, was still warm to the touch.
Hanya made the sign of the cross, said prayers over the body, called 911 and, breaking all rules, laid next to her cousin, her arm encircling her waist; tears running down her cheeks.
Chapter 6
“What time does the meeting start ?”
“Not soon enough”, Kate said .
“So you don’t know either.”
“ I’m not your bloody time keeper , Roger . ”
“ Shit, Kate, did a stray panther piss in your purse?”
“ Ok. Thirty minutes.”
Kate threw him the evil eye but he wasn’t looking. She opened the desk drawer and took out a handful of jelly beans. I hate this room. It’s like being in kindergarten, two desks butted up against each other, two students , without the benefit of a teacher referee, sniping at each other.
“Glare at your damned computer, not me.”
“Shut up.”
“Your left eye is starting to twitch.”
“They’ll be more than my eye twitching if we have to spend months in here.”
“ Met hink s I see paid stress leave and mountains of sympathy coming your way because of all th e ticks and tremors that will spread over your body. End of the love life. Wait a minute, big mistake; you don’t have a love life.”
The truth hit her . She was slipping away from friends and colleagues like melting butter. Alexis and Susan had more joie de vivre in their menopause minds and bodies than she did in her ‘finely tuned ones’. Worse case disaster, she was heading for disaster, least case, heading for a crash. Her gut told her it was more than relationship problems. Her phone call cancelling the weekend didn’t go over well with David and the conversation had turned into pissing contest with neither side winning. The last thing she heard was a dial tone.
“Sorry for my shitty mood , I had trouble sleeping last night.”
“ For Christ’s sake, you call that a shitty mood; it s foreplay where I come from . You know Kate, it mightn’t be a bad idea to drop the morning run and take up yoga.”
A knock on the door cut Kate’s response.
“Time to go , folks”, Shirley said .
***
Gordon nodded grunted a good morning to the team members assembled around the conference table. Kate and Roger exchanged a glance at the look on his face. Whatever was on the table, it wasn’t going to be good.
“ Glad you’re all sitting down cause if you weren’t the news I have to tell you would knock you down. Two detectives from our Bedford precinct were called to an apartment in Pine Crest Hills around 1 0 :00pm . They were met by a woman who led them into a bedroom where a young female body lay dead on the bed.”
“
No response. S he opened the door and breathed a sigh of relief . Camira was lying on top of the bed , sound asleep. She took a step closer.
Just like I thought, she’s taken some sleeping pills; no waking her now . Even in her sleep, s he looks like she’s posing for a photo shoot in that w hite silk negligee , trimmed in black lace, and spread out around her long lean body ; her long dark ha ir splayed across the pillow. Maggie the C at patiently waiting for her Rick to come home .
Picking up the bl anket at the bottom of the bed , she went to cover her. That’s when she saw the empty syringe l ay ing next to her cousin’s outstretched arm. Fear and dread squeezed Hanya’s heart and rooted her to the spot. She wasn’t sure how long she had stood there before feeling for a pulse. None . Her body , like the teacup, was still warm to the touch.
Hanya made the sign of the cross, said prayers over the body, called 911 and, breaking all rules, laid next to her cousin, her arm encircling her waist; tears running down her cheeks.
Chapter 6
“What time does the meeting start ?”
“Not soon enough”, Kate said .
“So you don’t know either.”
“ I’m not your bloody time keeper , Roger . ”
“ Shit, Kate, did a stray panther piss in your purse?”
“ Ok. Thirty minutes.”
Kate threw him the evil eye but he wasn’t looking. She opened the desk drawer and took out a handful of jelly beans. I hate this room. It’s like being in kindergarten, two desks butted up against each other, two students , without the benefit of a teacher referee, sniping at each other.
“Glare at your damned computer, not me.”
“Shut up.”
“Your left eye is starting to twitch.”
“They’ll be more than my eye twitching if we have to spend months in here.”
“ Met hink s I see paid stress leave and mountains of sympathy coming your way because of all th e ticks and tremors that will spread over your body. End of the love life. Wait a minute, big mistake; you don’t have a love life.”
The truth hit her . She was slipping away from friends and colleagues like melting butter. Alexis and Susan had more joie de vivre in their menopause minds and bodies than she did in her ‘finely tuned ones’. Worse case disaster, she was heading for disaster, least case, heading for a crash. Her gut told her it was more than relationship problems. Her phone call cancelling the weekend didn’t go over well with David and the conversation had turned into pissing contest with neither side winning. The last thing she heard was a dial tone.
“Sorry for my shitty mood , I had trouble sleeping last night.”
“ For Christ’s sake, you call that a shitty mood; it s foreplay where I come from . You know Kate, it mightn’t be a bad idea to drop the morning run and take up yoga.”
A knock on the door cut Kate’s response.
“Time to go , folks”, Shirley said .
***
Gordon nodded grunted a good morning to the team members assembled around the conference table. Kate and Roger exchanged a glance at the look on his face. Whatever was on the table, it wasn’t going to be good.
“ Glad you’re all sitting down cause if you weren’t the news I have to tell you would knock you down. Two detectives from our Bedford precinct were called to an apartment in Pine Crest Hills around 1 0 :00pm . They were met by a woman who led them into a bedroom where a young female body lay dead on the bed.”
“
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