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dumb to pull it off, ” Ben clarified.
“It is true Officer, he’s just t oo sweet of a kid to kill his dad, especially that way,” I added. And got a glare from Ben, wow, when he said he wanted me to shut up, he really meant it.
“I suppose you two have some idea of who might have killed Drew then, based on where I think this conversation is going .” asked the officer clearly trying to establish his own ownership of the discussion.
“Yes!” I piped up just as Ben jabbed me to shut up.
“Yes, we do, we have several theories. 1) we have reason to believe, strong reasons, that Ray, Bev’s boy toy boyfriend had something to do with it and that Bev, who has NOT gone to see her own son in jail, is somehow involved, they both had the most to gain from Drew’s death, meaning Drew’s money.”
“Also, did you know that Drew and Taylor, Jesse’s girlfriend, hated each other, she’s a nasty little thing, that girl and she might have hated Drew enough to want him out of the way, plus we just found out she’s pregnant, so that’s another reason.”
“Hmmm,” was all the officer said.
There was so much more I wanted to add, but knew Ben wanted to keep certain information, like the pill bottle and how we found it, out of the officer’s knowledge and that if I spoke, I might run off at the mouth about it. He’s probably right I thought reluctantly.
“What makes you think that the person who committed Drew’s murder is the same that put the fishes in your mailbox . ” Well, officer, we’ve been tailing people badly and breaking and entering and spying when we could. See, there was a reason Ben was doing the talking.
“We think that who ever did the murder is getting nervous about us because we’ve been kind of pressuring Pam and Bev and Ray and Taylor a little, just for information. But if they think, and they all do because we’ve told them, that we believe that Jesse is innocent it would seem to be that we think someone else did the murder. Plus, you need to check into Ray’s background, he’s got a history of burglary, Ray LaRosa,” and Ben handed Ray’s business card over to him.
“And neither of you have done anything to warrant such a thing, meaning, have you directly pissed anyone off?”
“No officer, we haven’t pissed anyone off, look at us, we’re a nice couple, there were twelve dead fishes in our mailbox and then the break-in at Drew’s and Ben getting clonked.” I couldn’t keep my mouth closed. Another nudge under the table from my attentive husband. Phooey this closed mouth thing.
“It’s a bit of a leap, all of this. But it is odd that so much is happening so quickly around you two. If it is ok with you, I’d like to increase the patrol around your house, just have them drive by and maybe park down the road.”
“That would be great officer,” I piped in. “But what about Jesse?”
“Well that’s a bigger problem, why don’t you two let me handle things from here on out, I’ll check into Ray a little more and increase the pressure on Taylor’s house, there’s always something happening over there.”
And with that we said our goodnights, we needed to get back to our girls who were supposed to be at home doing their homework. But turns out our night had only just begun.
Chapter Twelve
Bev. Lordy-loo on a stick squared. We had just pulled onto our street when we saw Ray’s red Nissan in our driveway. Our driveway. And sitting inside, sobbing was Bev. And not just a sniffle, sniffle, but an all out sob-snot fest.
“Oh thank god, Ben, Bee, I need your help, I’m sorry to bust in on you like this, but it is Ray, he’s missing and I haven’t seen him for two days and he won’t return my calls or hasn’t shown up at work and what will I do, where will I go, without Ray, ” she said in one great big hysterical burst which was all followed by a great more hysterical sobbing. And much to my dismay, she leaned into Ben to literally sob on his
“It is true Officer, he’s just t oo sweet of a kid to kill his dad, especially that way,” I added. And got a glare from Ben, wow, when he said he wanted me to shut up, he really meant it.
“I suppose you two have some idea of who might have killed Drew then, based on where I think this conversation is going .” asked the officer clearly trying to establish his own ownership of the discussion.
“Yes!” I piped up just as Ben jabbed me to shut up.
“Yes, we do, we have several theories. 1) we have reason to believe, strong reasons, that Ray, Bev’s boy toy boyfriend had something to do with it and that Bev, who has NOT gone to see her own son in jail, is somehow involved, they both had the most to gain from Drew’s death, meaning Drew’s money.”
“Also, did you know that Drew and Taylor, Jesse’s girlfriend, hated each other, she’s a nasty little thing, that girl and she might have hated Drew enough to want him out of the way, plus we just found out she’s pregnant, so that’s another reason.”
“Hmmm,” was all the officer said.
There was so much more I wanted to add, but knew Ben wanted to keep certain information, like the pill bottle and how we found it, out of the officer’s knowledge and that if I spoke, I might run off at the mouth about it. He’s probably right I thought reluctantly.
“What makes you think that the person who committed Drew’s murder is the same that put the fishes in your mailbox . ” Well, officer, we’ve been tailing people badly and breaking and entering and spying when we could. See, there was a reason Ben was doing the talking.
“We think that who ever did the murder is getting nervous about us because we’ve been kind of pressuring Pam and Bev and Ray and Taylor a little, just for information. But if they think, and they all do because we’ve told them, that we believe that Jesse is innocent it would seem to be that we think someone else did the murder. Plus, you need to check into Ray’s background, he’s got a history of burglary, Ray LaRosa,” and Ben handed Ray’s business card over to him.
“And neither of you have done anything to warrant such a thing, meaning, have you directly pissed anyone off?”
“No officer, we haven’t pissed anyone off, look at us, we’re a nice couple, there were twelve dead fishes in our mailbox and then the break-in at Drew’s and Ben getting clonked.” I couldn’t keep my mouth closed. Another nudge under the table from my attentive husband. Phooey this closed mouth thing.
“It’s a bit of a leap, all of this. But it is odd that so much is happening so quickly around you two. If it is ok with you, I’d like to increase the patrol around your house, just have them drive by and maybe park down the road.”
“That would be great officer,” I piped in. “But what about Jesse?”
“Well that’s a bigger problem, why don’t you two let me handle things from here on out, I’ll check into Ray a little more and increase the pressure on Taylor’s house, there’s always something happening over there.”
And with that we said our goodnights, we needed to get back to our girls who were supposed to be at home doing their homework. But turns out our night had only just begun.
Chapter Twelve
Bev. Lordy-loo on a stick squared. We had just pulled onto our street when we saw Ray’s red Nissan in our driveway. Our driveway. And sitting inside, sobbing was Bev. And not just a sniffle, sniffle, but an all out sob-snot fest.
“Oh thank god, Ben, Bee, I need your help, I’m sorry to bust in on you like this, but it is Ray, he’s missing and I haven’t seen him for two days and he won’t return my calls or hasn’t shown up at work and what will I do, where will I go, without Ray, ” she said in one great big hysterical burst which was all followed by a great more hysterical sobbing. And much to my dismay, she leaned into Ben to literally sob on his
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