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Solemn Day

The funeral was solemn and kept very low key. Carla and Craig went right after he finished working. They only wanted to talk with Mark’s parents. Neither of them really knew Paula’s family.

Howard made an appearance, acknowledging Mark’s parents. Craig and Carla ran into him as they were leaving, Howard nodded as they past. They did not want to stick around for any discussions or socializing.

As they were walking out, they ran into Blackie and Amy, “We need to talk a minute Craig.” Blackie looked around and said, “Follow me. Have either of you heard from Samuel?” He asked Craig.

“No, I released him from my employ, why” Craig replying with a questionable look at Blackie.

Carla answered as well. “Blackie I haven’t heard from him either.”

Blackie had his police face on. “Samuel didn’t show up for the court date either, he was listed as the Smith’s attorney. I’m just giving you two a heads up, Craig.”

“There are items that we found while searching their home. Mrs. Smith
may be bringing them to you Carla, just want you to be aware.” Amy said
taking Carla’s hand, “Call if you need to talk any time.”

“Thanks Amy, you too Blackie” Craig said as he took Carla’s hand and
headed to the BMW.

“Craig this is one nightmare I want it to go away really fast, but it keeps
returning!” Carla said as she started to tear up walking to the car, “I
know Honey. Let’s go home!”

So Talk

     We all have that special friend that we can tell our secrets to and confess our true feelings knowing it won’t go anywhere…

They finally stopped at Allan’s in New Buffalo breaking the silence in the car. “How did you know how to get here Carla?” Craig asked.

“Your GPS system has it programmed in.”

Carla smiled at Craig as he replied, “Sure I forgot well let’s see if anyone is home.”

Allan opened the door as Duke, their golden retriever bounded out checking out the visitors. “Hello you two, what a welcome surprise. Come in please.”

Mary Kate took Carla out on the porch giving her a hug then said, “I know about yesterday Carla and I know you! So talk. Probably get rid of some anger, like we use to talk after a bad date night.”

Carla put her hands in her lap making a fist then she spoke. “Yes and I couldn’t say these things to Craig. He already knows about more than I ever wanted him to know because of Mark and his fucking camera! Oh I didn’t mean to say that, sorry Mary Kate.”

Mary Kate smiled, “Oh yes you did Carly, I know you so spill it.” Mary Kate urged her on. “Did Mark ever?”

“No never! Mary Kate, he would touch me a lot.” Carla was rubbing her arms and shaking them. “Yucky I need a shower every time I get this feeling . . . and obviously Mark stalked me, the pictures proved that. It was his obsession with everything about me. Why I have no fucking idea!”

“That is what has me really freaking out now. Craig actually came into my crazy life at the right time, when he was around Mark was set straight.”

Waving her arms around and pacing the room, Carla looked out at the lake and continued. “What does not make sense is how he got into my apartment.”

“What was Paula’s problem? Jealousy I suppose, because she would get snippy every time I got flowers, sometimes she’d almost throw them at me . . . She was so bi-polar I never knew how she was going to act when we were together, sisterly or bitch. I can’t help but think she knew about Mark’s obsession with me.”

Carla took a long deep breath “I never once encouraged him in any fucking way, he made my skin crawl, I just wanted to scream anytime he was touching me. I know now he was a sick man, but I can’t forgive him. Am I so bad for feeling like this Mary Kate?”

Carla sat on the floor next to Duke and cuddle up to him, as he licked her hand “Thanks for the puppy kisses Duke.”

She hugged the dog as Mary Kate said. “No Carla, you have every right to feel this way and I’m sure Vanessa will agree with that. Mark and Paula are gone now, it’s over”

Carla stopped, kneeled and crawled over to Mary Kate and took her hand speaking almost in a whisper. “Remember how protective Jake was, even AC would get mad when Mark was around.”

“Yes I do Carla, why is this coming up?” Mary Kate had a serious look on her face.

Carla whispered, “MK just between us, Jake called the other day, told me they were going to testify and that they will take care of this.”

Mary Kate squeezed Carla’s hand “Oh no Carla! Do not mention this to anyone ever again Carla please promise. I think Jake was just using a figure of speech, they are both above that.” Mary Kate patted her hand and held it tight, her mind racing in a theory she did not want to think about, she shook her head thinking; I left this part of my life behind

Deep Trouble

“Samuel, how are you?” Mark asked as he answered his phone, walking out of the bedroom where he and Paula were talking.

“Are you in a quiet place to talk, I need to bring you up to speed on Craig?”

Samuel stated, waiting for Mark’s reply. “Yea I can talk now, what’s up? Paula and I are headed to our court dates tomorrow.”

“Here’s the scoop Mark; the bastard fired me, via a fucking voice mail. He didn’t even have the guts to tell me face to face!” Samuel was screaming into the phone.

“Why?” Mark inquired as he could hear something hit the floor.

“All Craig said was he doesn’t believe that I have his best interest at heart anymore and his life’s goals and agenda have changed. It’s Carla I just know it, she’s such a controlling bitch!”

“Wow Samuel, that’s some strong words.”

“She has taken control of our cash cow, watch yourself my friend . . . you know she has him wrapped around her finger. He even has the whole property set up with a security system and a big wrought iron fence. Now you have to ask to get on his property! What the hell, he’s acting like he’s…”

Mark imagined what Samuel looked like right now that balding head turning beat red and pacing the floor, he heard something break. “Samuel calm down. Surely, there is a logical explanation. There was an incident not too long ago.”

“But Howard didn’t do the fencing. I called and asked him. He said that was Craig’s business if he wanted to use someone else.”

“Samuel calm down, surely you have other client’s, just move on!”

“Mark you’re not listening to me damn It HE was my business . . . You can’t live on flimsy
divorce cases from nuts like Aileen, she said he would be worth it, and she was right. I focused on him only, this phone call from him cost me 50 K!”

“What? Samuel you have other clients?”

“NO MARK I’m warning you he’s become tighter than a . . .” “I’m leaving town!”

Mark started talking “But Samuel you’re representing us . . .”

The only sound was the dial tone Mark closed his phone, his legs giving way as he dropped down hard on the floor, and screamed out. “Shit, we’re in deep trouble Paula!”

Arresting Development

Boy someone wasn’t using their brain cells this morning…


“Attempted assault of a police officer Paula Smith is a serious offense.” Officer Samuels read Paula the Miranda Law “You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can and will be held against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand these rights I have just read to you?” Officer Samuels waited to hear Paula say “Yes” with her head down and tears rolling down her cheek.

“Mark Smith bribery of a police officer, failing to report an accident, and stalking are all the charges already made against you.” Detective Black read the Miranda Law to Mark  …  Do you understand these rights I have just read to you?” Mark hung his head as he said “Yes.”

Detective Black turned to the forensics team and other officers “Bring in all electronics and disks, memory and photos. And Sam, all of Mrs. Smith’s as well, jewelry, clothing anything unusual!” “Yes Detective. Check the vehicles as well. Dust everything, even strange clothing no stone unturned orders from the Chief.”

“Detective Black, you said strange jewelry, clothing, and electronics?”  “Yes. Sam, anything old vintage silks 20’s and 30’s styles etc.” “Oh yeah I got it.”

Mark and Paula were processed and fingerprinted, locked up for bribery, failure to report an accident and leaving the scene, and assault for the present time until all the other evidence was processed.

“Black my office please” Blackie made a straight line into the Chiefs office.

“Yes sir,” Blackie was waiting to see what Chief Wakesky wanted. “Black, all went well on the arrest of Mark Smith?” “Not as well as planned the wife Paula Smith showed her bad side and tried to use her frying pan on my head.”

Blackie said as he sat down across from his Chief, “Ouch, so that explains why she has been processed and booked.

“What have they found in the house so far?”



         Ever have one of those days when you said a word and realized to late how stupid that statement was…

Tuesday morning the Centerville Police Department rolled out of the lot with Detective Black’s car in the lead followed by two other squad cars plus a forensic van, destination was the residence of Mark Smith.

A couple of hard knocks on the door brought Mark out of his fixation of the movie on TV he opened the door as Blackie switched on his recording device. “Mark Smith, my I come in.” Blackie smelled the Jack Daniels on Mark’s breath and made a mental note of the time on his recorder. “Sure Blackie, what brings you around at 8 AM, get lost?”

“Mark Smith I am Detective Black here on official business for the Centerville Police Department. Have you been drinking already this morning Mr. Smith?” No reply, was received so Detective Black continued, “You failed to report an automobile accident on private property.” Detective Black just waited to see what he would say.

After several minutes and no explanation Detective Black continued “Craig Jones is pressing changes for damages to his property at #1 East Lake Road where you hit and damaged his fencing and mailbox with your car, which was still sitting there as of two days ago, Mr. Smith!”

Still no reply from Mark “You have also been stalking his residence and his wife Carla Sharp Jones. I need to see all of your cameras Mark and your memory disks. Shall we go get them peacefully Mr. Smith or do I need to call in the officers waiting outside!”

“Ok Blackie. Who put you up to this joke, is it for the MDA or some organization, here’s a 20 dollar bill!” At that immediate moment Mark said that statement he regretted it. The doors all opened and the house was full of police. “Oh fuck.”

Paula Smith came running into the room in a rage, frying pan in her hand, “What the fuck do you think you’re doing Blackie Riddle.” She screamed as she swung her hand at him and was  immediately hand cuffed by Officer Samuels as the others cuffed Mark.

Detective Black

   How would you feel? You have to dig deep into a friends life, after seeing another friends secrets revealed… 

What a position Detective Black is in, follow his actions as the lead on Carla’s stalking case.

Inside the Centerville Police Department, Detective Black and Officer Samuels were putting all the pieces together with the evidence they had acquired from Mark Smith’s car and his stalking of Carla Sharp Jones.

“Guys this is one case I really don’t relish being lead on.” Detective Black remarked. “But the Chief said that you were the only one to lock the door on this, what’s the problem?” Sam asked as he waited for Blackie to reply. “I know the perpetrator personally, never thought I was going to have to arrest him!”

“Blackie, so you know the Joneses as well as this Mark Smith, gosh no wonder you’ve been looking at this case so hard, this sucks!” “Yes Sam it really does. Pull credit card receipts on him and bank statements for the past five years, see if we can place him at the Grill a lot, especially late at night on the weekends. Any word from forensics’ on the car, house, or photos,” Blackie asked.

“Oh Samuels, come here, I need to ask you a question” Blackie asked his friend “Does Mrs. Jones look familiar to you? She thinks you may have come to her rescue or are acquaintances from around the Grill area of Centerville.”

Sam sat and thought before he answered. “Well I must admit she does look familiar, did she live in the apartments over by the Grill the Oakhill on Inland. There were several calls from a single blonde hair lady that lived on the second floor. Early morning calls like 3 or 4 am. Some drunk knocking on her door tall skinny dude a couple times, other times it was a guy who lived next door why Blackie?”

“Thought she recognized you that’s all. Tall skinny dude, look like this guy?” Blackie laid down the picture of Mark Smith in front of Sam.  “Possibly, is this Mark Smith Blackie” Sam asked. “Yep.”

“Black my office please,” Chief Wakesky asked. “Yes Chief.” “I just received a call from Chicago, Jake Covertry and Adam Covertry, have both offered their testimony in this case. Please tell me how you managed to bring Jake Covertry on this?”

Blackie took a deep breath and smiled at Chief Wakesky “He’s was identified by the victim in some of the photos from the car. Seems Jake and AC both have had many confrontations with Mark Smith about harassing Mrs. Jones.”

“Well ok then we can’t blow this one with the Great Jake Covertry willing to testify. Gather everyone you need and don’t leave anything in that house that could blow this Blackie, got it?” “Yes Chief we’re heading out tomorrow morning I have just received the warrants.”


??????????       How would you handle suddenly bringing that person from your past life into your present life …

“Blackie” Carla said as she came out of the bedroom and walked to the stairs, “Yes Carla” he walked up to greet her. “Please turn your recorder back on Detective. I just have his business card that was over 5 years ago, so I don’t know if it’s still his location, I do know the phone number is good” she motioned him to sit closer to her on the steps.

“He’s a lawyer in Chicago. This was at a big convention, at the Ramada over a weekend. Detective Black I was his . . . We lived together for about a year. I can call him, his name is Jacoby Covertry. He is AC’s brother and partner at the Grill. If you need more details, I’m sure he can help but please keep this quiet.”

Blackie and Carla sat there quiet for a few minutes, he switched off the recorder “Carla does Craig know about this time in your life?” “A little but not a lot, I know I have to tell him now, because these photos show a wild side of me. This was my do whatever it takes; I have to support myself side as well as the Canadian Club days.”

“Blackie, excuse me Detective Black the night.” Blackie placed his hand on hers “Carla should I turn the recorder on now?”

Carla nodded her head and waited to talk until Blackie nodded his head. “Detective Black the night of the break in I think Mark Smith took pictures of us in bed. There was a lot of lightening, thunder and then the loud crash; but a less intense noise for a while.”

“Was there a thunderstorm going on?” “Yes Detective Black but something else woke me up. An odor and noise before the storm and then right after the power went out. Did they find a small pocket camera in the car?” Carla asked. “No, Mrs. Jones, it may have stayed on his person till he was admitted to the hospital, why?”