Ridge
I took Lucas’s hand and led him to our bedroom. I swear, Lucy rolled her eyes at us and stayed on the couch where we all had been sitting. She laid her head back down and resumed her nap, I’m glad she understood that Lucas and I needed our alone time.
We were shedding our clothes as soon as we walked through the door. Lucas turned toward me in all his naked glory with that sexy smile. Even after all the years we have been together, just looking at him like that never fails to get me going. Those beautiful eyes still caused me to melt; his chest and abs were just as tight as the day we first met. Don’t even get me started on that perfect uncut dick that was now starting to swell, mine was already at full attention.
He walked toward me; I was standing with my back to our bed. He came in for a long passionate kiss and gave me a slight push. I fell back onto the bed with Lucas landing on top of me as our tongues continued to dance. My hands immediately cupped that perfectly round ass as I pulled him as tightly to me as I could. He had his own death grip on me; I was not objecting to that in the least.
Lucas broke our kiss, only to perform some kind of gymnastics move. I suddenly had that sweet pole of his within my mouth’s reach and he already had latched onto mine. I again cupped his ass as I wrapped my lips around him and inhaled him to the root. His sweet precum flooded my taste buds and sent me to my happy place. I think we both could have stayed like that forever, but tonight I wanted something more. I think Lucas did too.
I felt his finger work its way to my waiting and willing pucker. Of course, I had to do the same to Lucas. My finger found his warm moist hole, and I started to rub it across the ridges of his pucker. Lucas let out a deep moan and sat up so that my tongue could replace my finger. The only thing better than sucking his cock, was licking his ass. I spread his cheeks and began to tongue fuck him with all my might. His moans only increased as I increased the speed and pressure.
Lucas let out another groan and pulled away. He grinned, “It’s my turn now.”
He hopped off of me and before I could react, he moved between my legs and pushed them into the air. He dove in face first to give me the most incredible rim job of my life. I grabbed my ankles and spread my legs as wide as I could, I wanted him to have all room he needed. My eyes rolled back in my head, and I started making sounds I had never heard escape my lips before. I took a deep breath and looked between my legs at the love of my life.
He grinned up at me and asked, “Did you like that?”
I panted, “Hell yes, now fuck me already.”
Lucas chuckled as he crawled up to give me another kiss. I still had my legs up and felt that gorgeous cock rubbing across my hole. He kept kissing me as I felt him push in until I felt his nuts resting on my ass. I released my breath as Lucas began to pull back and push in again. We were soon in a perfect rhythm, and he was hitting my sweet spot with every stroke. He really does know what I like.
Lucas kissed me harder as I heard his breathing increase, I knew he was getting close. I clamped my ass muscles around him as tight as I could, I wanted his love juices so badly right now. My plan worked, Lucas gave one more push as deep as he could and I felt the warmth of Lucas’s love lava fill my guts.
Lucas collapsed on top of me for a moment, then smiled down at me as his deflating cock slipped from my well fucked hole. His smile turned into a mischievous grin as he moved above me began to squat down on my still rock-hard cock.
God, he felt so warm and tight as he impaled himself on my love sword. The grin didn’t leave his face as he started to bounce up and down. Holy shit, he really did know how to push my buttons. I held on to his hips as I watched his sexy cock bouncing up a down and it was starting to swell again.
It didn’t take much longer for my babymakers to begin to scream for release. Seeing the look of bliss on Lucas’s face, I couldn’t stop my climax even if I wanted to. I let out my final grunt and filled Lucas with my sperm, just as he released a second load all over my chest. He leaned forward and we shared another long kiss. Lucas fell to my side as we cuddled in each other’s arms, catching our breath.
Lucas chuckled, “I love when you solve a case, you always seem to have a little extra energy to work off.”
I smiled, “Maybe you just bring out the best in me.”
We kissed again and took a quick shower, crawled into bed and held each other; we were both asleep in a matter of minutes.
The next morning as we were making our breakfast, I told Lucas I would call or text him to let him know when we were done for the day.
He smiled, “I think Andy and I will get off work a little early, things are a bit slow at the lab this week.”
After we let Lucy in, we gave each other a kiss and headed off to work. Blake was already busy at his computer when I walked in.
He looked up and said, “I just confirmed our three van drivers, their addresses on their driver’s license are correct. Do you want me to send some patrol guys to bring them in?”
I nodded, “Yes, that would be great. We need to go have a talk with Joann Chandler and the good Reverend this morning.”
He continued, “I’ve got the background checks on those guys back too. They are all basically thugs for hire. They have all done some time for assault. They have worked for several loan sharks and bookies, mostly doing collection work.”
I sighed, “That’s kind of what I expected. I think once we throw kidnapping charges at them, they will be willing to tell us anything they know about SOS Ministries.”
Ollie walked in and said, “I just came up from talking to the tech guys. They are still going through all the computers. Mark said they should have something for us a little later this morning.”
I said, “Great work guys, we’ll talk to Joann first. Maybe the patrol guys will have our thugs back by the time we are done with her. I really want to save talking to Anderson for last.”
I was really proud of Blake and Ollie; they didn’t wait for me to tell them what we needed to do next. They were both just handling it. My next problem was going to be that the captain would notice and give them their own teams soon. I certainly wouldn’t stop that from happening, but I really liked the team that we have become and will be sad when that time came.
We gathered all of our notes and had Joann Chandler brought into the interrogation room. She was seated at the table next to her lawyer as we walked in. She insisted she didn’t need a lawyer, but we knew better and Bill Taylor called the public defender’s office on her behalf.
She asked, “Why are you holding me here, Detective?”
I said, “I told you yesterday Mrs. Chandler, kidnapping and false imprisonment.”
She said, “It’s Mrs. Anderson, and all we are doing is helping confused young people get back on the right path.”
Ollie scoffed, “Who do you think you are to tell people what path they should take?”
She looked at Ollie a bit confused, “Well. Lyle says that these people just need a little guidance…”
Ollie shook his head and started to interrupt her; I held my hand up to stop him.
I said, “So you and Lyle Anderson are married?”
She nodded.
I asked, “When were you married?”
She said, “It was three years ago.”
I continued along the same line of questioning, “How long have you known Mr. Anderson?”
She sighed, “Since I first moved to Miami and joined the church that he was a Pastor at.”
“When did you and he start to date?”
Joann looked as if she was now considering her answers very carefully. She said, “It was four years ago.”
I said, “So after you were reported missing?”
She nodded, “Yes, but I wasn’t really missing.”
“Why did you not tell your family where you were?”
She shrugged, “I didn’t know they were looking for me.”
I asked, “Why did you not think they would be looking for you after they hadn’t heard from you?”
She sighed, “I already told you that my daughter and I weren’t close and my ex-husband had already remarried. I guess I thought they wouldn’t miss me.”
I said, “Your daughter is the one who reported you missing. She also told me that you weren’t close, but you are still her mother, and she cares about what happens to you.”
She paused for a moment, “I guess I didn’t think about it, I was ready to move with my own life.”
I decided to move on a bit, I asked, “Was Mr. Anderson still married when you two first started to date?”
Her eyes went wide, “Of course not! That is a sin. His divorce was final long before we ever thought about dating.”
I had heard that they may not have ‘dated’ before Anderson was divorced, but a few of the congregation thought there was something going on. I was still kicking myself for not following up on that more when I first investigated this case.
I moved on to find out what her job with SOS actually is.
I asked, “What is your role in the ministry?”
She said, “Mostly administrative, I also do the cooking and cleaning for our clients.”
Ollie had sat silently, fuming since I stopped him earlier, He said, “You mean captives.”
I shot him a quick look and I asked, “Does Mr. Anderson tell you when you are getting a new client?”
Joann said, “He doesn’t always know when we are going to get a new client. Sometimes they just arrive at our door.”
Ollie said, “Or they are pulled off the street and then locked in a room.”
I said, “Ollie.”
He reluctantly sat back in his chair, “Sorry, Ridge.”
She asked, “What is he talking about, Detective?”
I sighed, “DJ Willers, Noah Chang and Wyatt Tillman were picked up off the street by the SOS van. None of them wanted any of the services that SOS offers.”
Joann looked a little surprised. She said, “Lyle would never do anything like that.”
I asked, “So you had no idea that is how they arrived at the ministry?”
She shook her head, “No, Lyle just told me they arrived during the night and that he locked the doors at the request of the client. He said they told him that they didn’t want to be tempted to leave before they were cured.”
Ollie sat back up, “Cured?”
I gave him a stern look, and he sighed and sat back.
I asked, “When did you first see these clients?”
Joann said, “Not until today when you guys opened those doors.”
“You didn’t take their meals to them?”
She said, “No, I just cooked the food, Sam and Max always took the trays to the clients when they did their bible study.”
I heard another snort of contempt from Ollie.
I pressed on, “Is that the way it has been with past clients?”
She nodded, “Yes. Detective, Lyle told me we were doing the Lord’s work, we were helping these young people. I had no reason to doubt him. It was the reason he left our old church and started SOS Ministries. He gave me the new purpose that I needed since my marriage failed.”
It was clear that Joann Chandler needed to have a partner in her life. She considered herself a failure after her divorce, Lyle Anderson must have filled that void in her life. I think he could have convinced her to do or believe anything.
I asked, “Did you know that all of your ‘clients’ were gay?”
She sighed, “Yes, Lyle told me that those poor souls needed our help the most.”
Again, Ollie could hardly contain his contempt. I was starting to feel a little pissed off too, the more I heard about what ‘Lyle says’.
After I asked a few more questions, I sent Joann back to her cell. I’m not sure what if anything we will be able to charge her with. I’ll have to talk to Bill Taylor to see what he thinks.
After we had finished with Joann, Mark and Kyle were waiting for us.
I said, “Hey guys, what have you found?”
Mark said, “We still have some digging to do, but we do know that there were at least 8 more people that ‘pick-up’ arrangements were made for over that last two years. Here are their names and the dates they were clients of SOS.”
I sighed, “Thanks guys. Do you know who arranged those pick-ups?”
Kyle said, “Not yet, that’s the digging we need to do. Three of them were parents, they were the only ones that filled in the relationship line on the online form.”
Mark added, “Those are the top three. I think we can find the others; we just need to track down the IP addresses.”
I said, “Good work guys, please let me know as soon as you know anything else.”
Blake and Ollie immediately called those 8 victims. They all told the same story, they were pulled off the street and taken to the condo. Sam and Max acted as their mentor, and as they did with DJ and Noah, told them what to say around the Reverend and after about a month they were cured and released. The first three knew that their parents called SOS, but the others did not know for sure who had called the ministry. Most suspected their parents or another family member but had no proof.
We asked why they didn’t report their abduction to the police after they were released. Several told us that they did report it, but either weren’t taken seriously or they were told it was too late. No one had reported them missing. The police did question the ministry, but Anderson just said that they came into his program voluntarily. I was disappointed to learn that the department didn’t spend much time following up on these cases. Since they weren’t missing persons cases, I never knew about them.
Once our van driver and his helpers were picked up and brought into the station, we talked to them one by one. They were all given a public defender to be present during questioning. When we laid out our case against them, our three thugs knew they had little hope of escaping jail time. At the advice of their lawyers, they began to tell us everything they knew, in hopes of getting less time for cooperating. They didn’t have much new information, but just getting confirmation of the facts that we already had was going to help us when we went after Anderson. We left to let Bill Taylor and the other lawyers work out the charges he would be filing.
After we were finished with our thugs, we had Lyle Anderson brought to the interrogation room. Of course, he already had his lawyer waiting as we walked into the room. I had never met this lawyer before, but he reminded me of that sleazeball Dwight Slocum. *
I sat across the table from Anderson and said, “Well Mr. Anderson, we have just had a long talk with Joann, Jeff, Brad and Greg. We have also talked with Max and Sam. I think we have a pretty clear picture of what you and SOS Ministries have been up to these last few years.”
Anderson’s lawyer rolled his eyes, “Do you have a question for my client, Detective?”
Even his weaselly voice reminded me of Slocum. I said, “Yes I do. We know you have hired your thugs to abduct 8 others, besides DJ, Noah and Wyatt. How many more were there that we don’t know about?”
The lawyer said, “Alleged abductions.”
It was my turn to roll my eyes, “We have surveillance footage of DJ, Noah and Wyatt being pulled into a white van. That van was registered to SOS Ministries; you really should not have used personalized plates, Mr. Anderson. We then found those men at your condo. We have statements from Sam and Max as well as the three guys from the van and your wife Joann. What conclusion should we draw from those facts?”
Anderson’s lawyer said, “The statement from Mrs. Anderson is inadmissible in court Detective Ridgeway, a wife does not have to testify against her husband.”
Bill Taylor had joined Ollie and I for this interrogation. I had started having Ollie sit in on all of my interrogations since our last case. Even though I didn’t want to lose Ollie, I did want him prepared if the day came that he got his own team.
Bill Taylor said, “Not to worry, we won’t be calling Mrs. Anderson to testify, what she told us merely confirmed what all the others told us.”
I asked, “Where does SOS get its funding?”
Anderson said, “We are a nonprofit organization, we rely on donations from the public. As I told you when you were searching the condo, we also get small fees from our clients, based on their ability to pay.”
I asked, “Do your donors know what you are doing with their money?”
He shrugged, “Of course, as a nonprofit we have to be very transparent with our finances.”
I said, “Just like you were at your last church? I would guess that you have two sets of books. Not to worry, our tech guys will find that out soon enough.”
The lawyers said, “Can we get back to the case at hand, Detective.”
I nodded and asked, “Mr. Anderson, why would you abduct these people instead of having their family or friends bring them to you?”
Anderson shrugged, “It only matters that they get to SOS so that they can get the help that they need.”
I heard Ollie snort beside me. I said, “But you are kidnapping them, that is illegal. If you had told their families to bring them to you, you may not be here today. I would be very disappointed in those families, but you might not be as couplable.”
Anderson said, “Like I told you Detective, I just wanted to help those young people.”
Ollie said, “But you were still holding them against their will.”
Anderson’s lawyer said, “They were free to leave at any time.”
I chuckled, “That’s not what we were told, we have statements from the clients we rescued that they were locked in their rooms.”
The lawyer looked at Anderson questioningly, Anderson did not look at him. I was now sure that Anderson was not telling his lawyer everything.
I said, “Mr. Anderson, just so you know, all of your ‘cured’ clients that we have talked so far, have told us that your conversion therapy did not work. In fact, all of them are currently happy in relationships and have gone non-contact with the person that sent them to you. From what I can tell, you have a 0% success rate.”
I saw Anderson tense up and take a deep breath, he said, “That is not true, I know Max and Sam have been cured. They assured me that all the clients they mentored were cured as well.”
Ollie stood up so fast his chair went flying against the wall. He yelled, “These people had nothing to be cured of. They are not sick. They do not have a disease. What the hell is your problem with gay people.”
We were all so shocked at the outburst we just stared at Ollie in disbelief.
Anderson stammered, “The bible says…”
Ollie screamed, “Don’t give me any of that bible bullshit. I’m not the most religious person in the world, but I know we were all created in God’s image. If he didn’t accept gay people, he would have never created them.”
Anderson said, “He may allow them to be on earth, but that doesn’t mean he will accept their souls in Heaven when the times comes.”
Ollies replied, “Why the hell to do you care if we are accepted into Heaven?”
Anderson snickered, “There it is, you are one of those. You have chosen that deviant lifestyle.”
Ollie snorted, “I didn’t choose shit, this is the way I was born, and I wouldn’t change my life for anything. If that means I’m going to hell, well then I will see you there.”
Anderson just stared at Ollie, not sure what to say. Ollie’s face was now red; his chest was heaving and nostrils flaring. I was still a bit in shock at the exchange I just witnessed.
Before I could step in, Anderson’s lawyer said, “Detective Ridgeway, you need to call your little pitbull off.”
I chuckled, “Oh I don’t know, I think he’s right. It’s not Mr. Anderson’s right to try to change who people are.”
Anderson said, “But it’s God’s will that we all…”
The lawyer said, “Shut up Lyle, no one wants to hear it.”
I said, “I agree, no one wants to hear that Mr. Anderson, but I would like to hear why you have made it your life’s work to go after gay people.”
He sighed, “Because they are evil.”
Ollie snorted again, I held my hand to stop him from going off again. He sighed as he sat back down.
I said, “I don’t know what your definition of evil is, but none of the people I have talked to, fit the definition in the dictionary.”
I saw the veins in his neck start to swell and his face begin to redden.
He clenched his fists and said, “She was evil, she had no right to leave me.”
I was suddenly confused, I asked, “Who had no right to leave?”
I could see the fury in his eyes, “Elizabeth.”
I asked, “Who is Elizabeth?”
He took a deep breath, “My first wife. She left me for that bitch.”
To be Continued…
*Autor’s note: Dwight Slocum was the lawyer in “Missing in Miami” that was running a sex ring.
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