Back in Miami

Chapter 2

While Ollie continued his search for Mark Wilson, I was going through my notes on Dan Reynolds. There has to be something that I missed, there has to be one little thing that I need to follow up on, but what? I think Mark Wilson was involved, but how? Reynolds and Wilson had been friends since college, but it seemed ever since Reynolds was married, they were mostly just drinking buddies. Were they good enough friends that Wilson would help Reynolds cover up a murder? A knock on my door broke my concentration.

A uniformed officer said, “detective Ridgeway, there is a Gloria Reynolds in the lobby, she would like to talk to you.”

I tried to think who Gloria Reynolds was, that’s when I remembered Dan Reynold’s mother. I said, “yes, of course I’ll see her, can you please take to an open interview room?”

He nodded and headed down the hall, I grabbed my notebook as Ollie walked in. He said, “I think I found Wilson, in Houston.”

I walked out the door, “we’ll work on that later, come on, Reynolds’ mother is waiting for us in room 2.”

Ollie followed me, “his mother, what does she want?”

I shrugged, “not sure, she just showed up and wants to talk to me.”

The same woman that I saw at Dan Reynolds house earlier today was sitting nervously at the table. Ollie and I each took a seat across the table from her.

I said, “I’m detective Ridgeway, this is detective Hemple, how can we help you Mrs. Reynolds.”

She took a deep breath, “this is very hard to do detective.”

I nodded, “yes, I understand that ma’am, but if you have any information on the disappearance of your daughter in law, you really need to tell us.”

She said, “last week my cell phone died, I was going to go get a new one when I remembered that my son had left his old one at my house.”

I said, “ok, please continue.”

She took another breath, “I charged the phone and powered it on. I saw a new text message from Mark W. It just said, “call me”, but I looked back at some of the earlier messages. Well here, see for yourself.” She handed me the phone.

I scrolled through the messages, while they didn’t specifically say anything about Cassie Reynolds, but they were certainly incriminating.

I asked, “when did Dan leave this at your house?”

She said, “the day that he told me Cassie went to her mom’s. He said that it was acting up and he had just gotten a new phone, so I just put it in my junk drawer and forgot about it. When I started it up last week, I didn’t know what to do, I mean he is my son, I just knew he couldn’t be involved in the disappearance of his wife. But when you stopped by today, I knew I had to talk to you.”

I nodded, “you did the right thing Mrs. Reynolds, I know this was hard, but you have to think about Cassie’s family, they deserve closure.”

She started to cry, “I was a good mother, I don’t know when he turned into such a monster. I honestly thought Cassie just left, I never thought Dan would ever hurt her. I am afraid he might do the same thing to Amy, his current wife, I have noticed that they are fighting more, just like he was with Cassie.”

I asked, “where is Amy right now?”

She said, “she is at her mother’s house, I dropped my grandson off with her before I came here so I know she safe for now.”

Ollie asked, “where is Dan?”

She wiped her eyes, “he is at work.”

We asked a few more questions and told Mrs. Reynolds not to tell Dan that she had talked to us. We had an officer follow her to her house and wait until we knew she was safe. We also called Amy Reynolds, told her what was going on, and sent a patrol car to her house as well.

Ollie and I started going back through the text messages on the phone that Mrs. Reynolds had given us. The messages started at about 2 am, Dan texted Mark first, “need some help” Mark text back, “what’s up”. They then messaged back and forth for 20 minutes, Reynolds saying he needed help moving something and finally Wilson agreeing to help him. The last message was the next day from Wilson, simply “call me” was not answered by Reynolds. While none of the texts specially mentioned Cassie, we were sure that is exactly what was being discussed.

We confirmed that Ollie had found the correct Mark Wilson, and the Houston police department went to pick him up. We set up a video interview and as soon as we showed Wilson the test messages he sighed and bowed his head.

He muttered, “that stupid mother fucker.”

I asked, “what do you mean by that?”

He said, “he came to my work the next day and gave me a new phone and said we need to get rid of our old ones. He even broke mine with a hammer right then, and now I find out he kept his.”

I said, “so, tell what happened that night.”

He once again sighed, “Dan said he needed help moving something, I tried to get him to wait until morning, but he said it had to happen now. I had no idea what it was, I got dressed and went to his house, he still wouldn’t say what it was he needed moved. He led me to his bedroom and there was a pile of blankets lying on the floor. I knew what it was, but again, I didn’t ask. We took the bundle to my truck and hauled it out to a wooded area, Dan already had a shallow hole dug. I knew I should have come forward sooner, but Dan kept threatening me, and after I saw the look in his eye that night, it scared the hell out of me.”

Ollie asked, “is that why you left Miami and moved back to Texas?”

He nodded, “yeah, he came to the shop right after the last time you talked to me. I told him I wanted to tell you what happened. He told me that if I did, I would be buried right next to Cassie. I packed up my tools and left that night.”

Things started to move quickly after that, we arrested Dan Reynolds before he left his job that day. We sent an officer to Houston to escort Mark Wilson back to Miami the next day. I picked him up at the airport and had him direct us to the burial site, just as he had said, we found Cassie’s body wrapped in bedding. We turned the scene over to the coroner and the forensic team took over the Reynolds house. Dan had done a good job of cleaning the bedroom, but not good enough, the team found some blood behind the dresser and under some trim. The coroner confirmed the Cassie was beaten to death, and the forensic team also found some of Dan Reynolds hair in the bedding that Cassie was wrapped in.

We had the bad guys locked up and the case wrapped up by midday on Friday. I moved the picture of Cassie Reynolds to the closed side of my wall. I sighed, I had to tell her family that she was gone, but at least I was able to bring them some closure and she was able to have a proper burial. I checked in with the captain, then Ollie and I left early for the weekend. Ollie wanted to get ready for his and Andy’s concert on Saturday, and I was going to drop off the baby gift that Lucas and I had gotten for Blake and Hannah, they had a boy, by the way, and everyone is doing well. Blake was going to take the next two weeks off to help with the kids and give Hannah some rest.

I got home a couple of hours before Lucas, Lucy, of course, met me at the door and after we played in the backyard for a while, I went in to make dinner. I had stopped and picked up a couple of tuna steaks and the ingredients to make my special cheesy potatoes, one of Lucas’s favorites. I had just put the steaks on the grill when Lucas came home. I gave him a kiss and a rum and Coke.

He smiled, “you’re home early, how was your day?”

I smiled back, “it was good, we cleared a case and I left early. How was your day?”

He shrugged, “the same as always.”

I said, “Blake and Hannah loved the baby gift and told me to tell you thank you.”

Lucas asked, “who does the baby look like?”

I rolled my eyes, “it looks like a baby, they all look the same to me.”

He laughed, “yeah, sorry, I forgot who I was asking.”

I asked, “what, he’s a cute kid I guess.”

He shook his head, “it’s ok, it’s just so funny that a guy who notices every detail on a crime scene, can’t see the difference in two babies.”

I shrugged, “I guess I don’t worry about who the kid looks like, Hannah did say that he looks just like Blake’s baby pictures. So, I suppose he looks like Blake.”

Lucas just laughed as he played with Lucy and then washed his hands and set the table.

I pulled the steaks off the grill, “dinner is ready, let’s eat.”

We sat down and ate, Lucas told me all about his day at the hospital, even though he didn’t think it was exciting, I always found it very interesting. I told him about the Cassie Reynolds case and that I was right, her husband did it. We finished eating and did the dishes, Lucas was rinsing out the sink as I put the last dish away. I stepped behind him and wrapped my arms around him, rubbing my suddenly hard cock against his scrub clad ass and kissed the back of his neck. Even though we were both still clothed, it felt so good when he wiggled perfect round butt against my crotch.

He grinned, “I feel dirty, before we get too carried away, I think I should take a shower.”

I kissed his neck again, “that sounds like an invitation to me, and I accept.”

We left a trail of clothes down the hall and on our bedroom floor, I sighed when Lucas’s underwear went down and he bent over revealing that ass, God I loved that ass. He gave it a wiggle in my direction and bounced off to the bathroom. He stepped under the shower as I stepped behind him, this time my naked cock was nestled in his bare ass, this felt so much better. I turned Lucas around for a proper kiss as we started to stroke each other’s manhood. Lucas gave me a smile, he grabbed the shampoo and began to massage my scalp. We rinsed the soap from my hair, I then gave his scalp the same treatment. We washed each other’s body just as sensually, damn, he had magic hands. We rinsed off while kissing, his smooth chest against my hair covered torso, our hard cocks dueling in the stream of hot water running down our bodies. We shut the water off, quickly dried each other and made our way to the bed, our rock-hard dicks leading the way.

We fell onto the bed and immediately got into a steamy sixty-nine position. Lucas moaning as I played with his foreskin and fondled his full nuts. He was playing with my balls as well, but occasionally let his finger wander to my freshly washed pucker. I felt a moan escape my lips when Lucas pushed a finger in up to his first knuckle. I know I have said this before, but I will say it again, he really knows how to push my buttons. We continued to orally worship each other until Lucas had two fingers inside my hole, I released Lucas’s cock and rolled onto my back, pulling my legs up. He grinned as he leaned down and replaced his fingers with his skillful tongue, licking and pushing it in and out of my ass. I was holding my ankles as my toes curled and my head thrashed back and forth, a pool of precum forming on my stomach. Lucas gave my cock one more lick, then cleaned up that pool of precum. He kissed his way up my chest until our lips once again met and his pole was poised at my well licked opening. I grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him in, he bottomed out as he hit my sensitive love button. We continued our make out session as we got into a steady rhythm, Lucas’s cum filled nuts slapping against my ass cheeks. I felt Lucas’s pole swell and his body tensed up, I pulled him as tight as I could against me as he flooded my insides with his love juice. He gave me one final kiss as his cock slipped from cum filled hole and collapsed on top of me.

I asked, “did you enjoy that?”

He gave me a weary smile, “of course, how about you?”

I nodded, “absolutely, but my nuts are still full.”

He raised an eyebrow, “well, what are we going to do about that?”

I pushed Lucas on to his stomach and put a pillow under him so that his ass was sticking up. I spread his cheeks and started to tongue his hole, savoring the salty sweet flavor of a mixture of Lucas’s sweat and soap from our shower. Once I had him wet, I aimed my manhood and slowly pushed in, both of us moaning until my cock was completely buried. I sucked on Lucas’s earlobe as I began to push in and out, he was pushing back with every stroke. I gave one final push, sending my babymakers flying inside the love of my life. We held each other as we tried to catch our breath.

Lucas kissed my cheek, “I love you.”

I smiled, “I love you too.”

We cleaned up and got back into bed, Lucy took her spot at our feet, and we all drifted off to sleep.

***

Tyler gave Malik a kiss, “thank you so much for the getting us tickets to this concert.”

Malik smiled, “you are so welcome.”

They had driven up from Key West Saturday morning, they were going to the concert and out for a late dinner. They had reserved a hotel room for the night and were driving back home the next day. Even though it was a short trip, it was their first vacation as a couple, and they were both very excited. Tyler and Malik checked into their hotel, showered, and got ready for the concert. They decided to call an Uber, so they didn’t need to worry about parking, their driver arrived right on time and dropped them at the main entrance to the Hard Rock stadium. They found their seats and soon the opening act was on stage, they had never heard them before, but they were very good. About a half hour after the first act, Post Malone took the stage, he put on an incredible show. Both Tyler and Malik were huge fans and while their seats weren’t in the front row or anything, they did have a good view of the stage.

Just as Post Malone was getting ready to play his last song, Tyler gave Malik a kiss and thanked him again for the tickets.

From about two rows back, they heard, “oh Jesus, why do you fucking fags need to ruin everything?”

Malik turned to say something to the jerk behind them, Tyler pulled him back, “just ignore him, he’s not worth it.”

The guy yelled again, “yeah, that’s what I thought fags, why don’t you go away so we don’t have to watch you perverts.”

Malik turned back, “you’re just jealous because my boyfriend is better looking than yours.”

Just as the guy was going to jump the seats and come down to Malik, his friend pulled him back. A man in the row separating the jerk and Tyler and Malik stood and said, “that’s enough, you can settle this after the concert outside the stadium, we are all here to enjoy the show.”

Once the jerk realized he wasn’t getting any support from the people around him, he just sat back in his seat and sulked. The concert finished without further incident. Tyler held tight to Malik’s hand, he knew he was still upset. Tyler thought to himself, that Filipino passion was part of what he loved about Malik. Once the show was over, Tyler watched what direction the jerk went, he made sure that he and Malik went in the opposite direction. He knew it was the long way but thought that avoiding the man was the best thing for everyone. They got to the main entrance, and Tyler felt the urge to use the men’s room, he glanced at the line to the bathroom, it still stretched down the hall, so they left the stadium.

Malik noticed and asked, “what’s the matter?”

Tyler shrugged, “I have to piss like a racehorse, but there is still a huge line, I can wait until we get to the restaurant.”

Malik asked, “are you sure?”

Tyler nodded, “yeah, besides, I don’t want to risk running into that jerk.”

Malik rolled his eyes, “yeah, sorry about that.”

Tyler took Malik’s hand, “it’s ok, let’s not let one asshole ruin our night.”

The restaurant that they were going to was just a few blocks up the street, so they decided to walk, and they would take an Uber back to the hotel after they finished their dinner. As they got a couple blocks from the restaurant, the crowd had thinned and they both relaxed. Tyler still had to pee, and he was worried about making the last couple blocks. He saw a narrow alley between two buildings.

He said, “I’m not going to make it, I have to piss now.”

Malik chuckled, “you want to go in that alley, don’t you?”

Tyler shook his head, “yes, so bad. Will you stand look out for me?”

Malik laughed, “sure, just hurry up.”

Tyler disappeared into the dark alley, he went far enough that he couldn’t be seen from the street and unzipped, the relief was instant. Once Tyler started, it felt as if he was never going to empty his bladder.

Malik yelled, “hey, are you about done?”

Tyler laughed, “just about, hold your horses.”

Malik didn’t answer, Tyler finally finished and was zipping up when he turned back to the street. He saw someone next to Malik.

Makil pushed the guy away and yelled, “leave me alone, Tyler hurry up.”

Tyler saw the guy pulling Malik away, he ran to street just in time to see Malik being pushed into a car, the man got in behind Malik and the car sped away.

 

To be continued…