Dead Pen Pals
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by David Diamantes
Description: Ever visit websites you know you shouldn't? Neil Hartley did. So did Darnell Harris. They both met Karin online and fell in love. She's thirty, beautiful and in a bad marriage too. Only "Karin" is really a morbidly obese Internet conman named Duncan Weller who blackmails his victims. When Duncan Weller is brutally murdered, both men learn that every keystroke and mouse click leaves an indelible digital footprint. Detective Bugs Cameron's honeybees swarm and terrorize his neighbors. A drop-dead gorgeous reporter tells him she has Multiple Sclerosis. She's read about bee-sting therapy and wants to be stung, and she wants Bugs Cameron to do it. As Cameron juggles the investigation where Hartley, Harris, and Weller collide at every lead, bee venom isn't the only chemistry that develops between Bugs and the reporter.
eBook Publisher: Solstice Publishing/Solstice Publishing, 2011 2011
eBookwise Release Date: June 2011
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [299 KB]
Reading time: 185-260 min.
"Buenos dias, Senora." Detective Michael "Bugs" Cameron pulled two one-dollar bills out of his wallet. "Un cafe negro por favor."
The old woman behind the counter smiled and flashed him her gold tooth.
Detective Andy Debbs patted his pockets. "I'll have a coffee too."
Cameron paid for both cups and the two detectives settled at the table facing the television.
"She never smiles at me." Debbs stirred in two sugars. "No hablo. If I habloed, I bet she would."
Cameron pulled a paper napkin out of the dispenser. "I don't know if you've noticed, but she always gives me more than you. You know why? Because you never smile. You're always in a bad mood when you come in here, and because you're a first class dick, Andy."
Debbs screwed up his face and started to answer, but stopped when the cafeteria went quiet. Both detectives turned to the television.
The camera zoomed out and panned from a close-up of reporter Donna Tangerini. "Coalition of All Faiths founder Reverend Armstrong Jeter is calling on New Providence Mayor Carol Brennan to step up and meet the City's obligation to its homeless citizens."
A polygraph examiner named Jim Bishop dropped into an empty chair at the table. Bishop bit into his English muffin without taking his eyes off the television. "I'd drink her bathwater."
"Get in line," Debbs said.
The news cut to a video clip of a skinny black man dressed in clerical garb pacing the curb in front of City Hall. A dozen ragtag people carrying crude, hand lettered signs loitered on the sidewalk behind him. The camera zoomed in on a sign that read I'm homless not hopless.
"Maybe the city should pay for spelling classes." Bishop turned to Cameron. "What do you think, Bugs?"
"No me importa."