Read The Beach House for Free Online

We are looking
at all possibilities. So, for the sake of eliminating all possible
connections, where were you last night between the hours of ten pm
to four in the morning?”
    “I am not connected to that lady! I don’t
know her and I don’t want to know her.”
    “I’m sorry but you're married to her X. That
could easily be argued as a conflict of interest.”
    “It’s none of your business where I was. I
didn’t kill her. I want to talk to my lawyer before I answer any
questions.”
    “You have that right and I have the right to
take you in and lock you up for forty eight hours while we wait for
your lawyer.”
    “My husband is my lawyer and he’s the best.
He’ll sue the shit out of you.”
    “I figured that Mrs. Brown, you’re making
this harder than it has to be. If you have nothing to hide in
regard to this case, I suggest you tell me. Otherwise it works in
my favor to bring you in. We can’t locate your husband, he’s not in
his office. Maybe if we bring you in, he’ll show up. Otherwise it’s
two days in the slammer.”
    “He’s not in his office?”
    “No, is he supposed to be?”
    Candy seemed confused.
    “Look, if he’s involved with this and you
purposefully mislead law enforcement, you will be charged with
aiding and abetting. That’s ten years jail time.”
    Candy was silent, processing the
information.
    “I know this must be hard for you. I like to
be up front with people and let the chips land where they may. I’ll
be frank with you if you’re frank with me, no games, fair?”
    Candy looked up at the Lieutenant with her
big watery green eyes.
    “We checked out your husband’s credit card
activity last night. It was used at an ATM machine two blocks from
the hotel where Kelly’s body was found. It was for $300.00. The
hotel was paid for in advance with cash under a fictitious
name.”
    Candy couldn’t believe her ears. David was
the victimized husband that she felt bad for. That wasn’t the
reason she moved in with him. It wasn’t for love either, at least
not at first. She did end up falling in love with him. He was so
nice and smart. He had this special wit that always made Candy
smile. Even though she loved her husband, she was no saint to him.
She had fire in her blood and she needed to unleash it. David was a
great lover but there was no danger, no rush.
    There weren’t too many tourists in their
neighborhood. It was mostly residential and vacation homes for the
well to do from up north. During the summer months, a lot of
homeowners rented out their homes. Some could make enough money to
pay off their yearly mortgage. The renters to Candy were candy to
her. She couldn’t resist them, fresh meat. She could be whomever
she wanted. They were easily seduced and she never had to see them
again. Candy liked to target married men. Just to make sure there
was no attachment. She didn’t want someone looking for her after
falling “in love” or the small chance they’d bump into each other
while Candy was with her David. She was slick when she went out,
her style, hair and makeup so dramatically different from when she
went out with David, it was practically impossible to recognize
her. Candy realized the best way to get a quick lay with a hot
stranger was to approach them as a hooker. She didn’t need the
money but it was an easy line for her. Candy would go to a bar and
discreetly tell her prey that she ran up a small tab but forgot her
wallet. She would act intoxicated and tell him that she was
embarrassed and she would go down on him if he covered her tab.
Most guys offered to go ahead and pay without the favors but by
then, the ice was broken. “That’s so sweet of you.” she’d say and
give him a kiss on the cheek. She would linger by his ear. “Can I
go down on you anyway?”
    Candy wasn’t big on sucking dick but she was
good at it and after a little slobbing the knob there was no
denying the mount. Long ago Candy learned that guys will most
likely deny an offer