AZOTUSLAND

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Tuesday, December 13, 2005

AZOTUSLAND Chapter Eighty-Seven

That Sunday morning Matisse got up and tip-toed over the stone bridge to the bathroom on the other side. On her desk, when she returned, she saw a note from Jim.

Pumpkin, I'm upstairs, come have breakfast with me after Spongebob,
Love,
Papi


She went over to the flat screen and touched the button and navigated the channels to Nickelodeon. Then she bounced on the bed and kissed the tank with the lobster, crab, starfish and sponge and settled into the bed and watched.

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Ted came in at around 9:30 looking haggard and worn. He asked Jim is he could come sit with him when he had a chance.

Hans was filling in for Ward who was sick and was doing his usual fine job on the condiment stations.

Rick and Cara were talking over by the windows and River had recently been seen with Jeremy from time to time.

Finally Jim got Martine to take over for him when Dirk came in and he went over to sit with Ted.

"What's up?"

"I can't explain it," Ted started. "Look I just want to do it, but on my terms."

"What are those terms?" Jim asked.

"I don't know yet," Ted replied frustrated. "I wish I did...then you could just reject it."

"Maybe not...I mean I did ask you," Jim said.

"Next Sunday I want to do an informal service in the Library," Ted blurtled out.

"What kind?" Jim asked.

"A Christian one," Ted replied "...but open like you like...I can do that now."

"Okay, good," Jim said calmly. "YOu set it up and post it on the site and let people know they are welcome to attend."

"Will you come Jim?"

"If it's important to you, and I can see it is, yes, of course. I'll be there."

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Maugham had brought an old ratty hood, Bono wrap-around sunglasses and some tattered old jeans and an army jacket. He folded his hair up under the hood and that morning shaved off his signature goatee. He took to slouching which was not his way, as he followed her through downtown. She was simply shopping and spending no small amount of money.

He followed her through the open market, then she turned suddenly into one of the restaurants and met a dark-haired man in his 50's. Maugham sloped in later near the end of the bar and ordered a beer and some oysters and looked over every five minutes in a partial glance.

They were laughing and after an hour and food they got up and left and Maugham followed back to the hotel.

He waited fifteen minutes then when up to the seventh floor and walked casually by room 702 where he heard grunts from back beyond the door and Candice yelling out to be fucked harder and faster. He quickly ducked out the window railing and around the fire escape near the outside window and (thank God ) remembered to turn off the flash and shot three digital pictures of the man bearing down hard and harder on a wide-legged Candice. On the last shot her head was hitting the head headboard pretty hard. Maugham thought "she's got a full schedule," smirked like a pirate and retreated back to the Edgewater.

That evening he came down from Elliott's to the Waterfront Seafood Grill, He paid off the wait staff and the manager handsomely and explained that an ongoing criminal investigation was taking place, but that no one was in danger. He asked about a Federal Express envelope that they had received from an out of towner for someone named "Alabaster" and they produced it. He asked that they deliver it to her 20 minutes after she arrived and he did not show. Then he asked that they take the envelope when she was done and ship it back using the airbill and envelope he had prepared to the San Rafael Police Department. He gave them Det. Volosky's phone number if they had the least bit of a question. Then he lied and said it was a simply divorce case, he figured if they called he would be long gone by then and so would she.

Then Maugham got in the big Lincoln and left for the airport. After he had dropped off the car he went into the lounge and set up his laptop and sent emails via a good strong wifi connection. The first went to Jim, the second to Martine, and the third to Detective Volosky. The last was to "Alabaster" explaining that he had been detained but also felt that was fortunate he had not come as he had doubts about their compatibility. He complained that she seemed hard and rough and not compassionate and giving. He admitted she was beautiful and asked her to forgive his not showing up. He offered to pay for her airfare and hotel and whatever other expenses she might have. Just give him the information.

Then Maugham relaxed, had a diet coke and longed to be back at Azotus where he belonged. He boarded the plane just as Candice was opening the Federal Express envelope and started to fume.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

This is getting real intense now! Maugham is quite a investigator.

Be interesting to see what Ted will do at the service.

As always Maug, nice job!!

Thanks

December 13, 2005 3:35 PM  

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