A New Man Part 26

The door didn’t budge the first or second time that Jacob’s foot landed on it. But the third time, as they say, was the charm. Pieces of wood from the frame flew into the sparsely decorated living room like shrapnel from a grenade. Jacobs eyes filled with the image of blond hair whipping everywhere as the door plowed into the wall, barely staying on the hinges. On the wall across the living room sat a fifty two inch plasma and with its back to the door sat a tan leather couch and two naked inhabitants. Jacob’s attention went to the girl who sat astride the blond mop of Roger.

He noticed what he hadn’t noticed in the dim light of the night. The girl wasn’t sixteen. She was young, but not sixteen.

“What the Fuck!” the girl cries, and screams fill the small apartment. Bouncing off of the walls and their naked bodies.

“I’m sorry, I heard a scream and-”

“And what?” RE said. He had a nice soothing tenor of a voice. His naked body looked better than his clothed one. He took pride in his appearance and it showed. “Have you never heard the screams of pleasure?”

“I just thought that someone was getting hurt in here.” Jacob said walking toward the couple.

“What the fuck you still doing here?” Roger asked.

“Truth is I came to ask you a few questions.”
“You a cop man?”

The girl, to Jacob’s surprise still hadn’t covered herself. She sat straddling Roger, maybe with him still inside her. Her breasts were perky and tiny. She had no muscle tone what-so-ever, and parts of her looked to be prepubescent, but it was her face and her hands, back to the hands, that gave her away. She was probably early-mid twenties.

“How old is your girlfriend, Roger?”

“Twenty-four,” she blurted out.

“Looks a lot younger than that doesn’t she, Rog?” Jacob took a seat on a matching sofa next to the couch. He sat the gun on his lap. Blond girl stood and picked up her clothes.

“I really should be going,” she leans down and pecks him on the cheek. “I’ll call tomorrow,” with that her naked body was in the hallway.

Jacob leaned in close to Roger’s naked body. “You know she’s not calling you, don’t you.”

“Yeah, thanks, mother-fucker.”

Roger pulled on his wet blue jeans from the floor.

“Guess you wanna beat me up for fucking underage girls?”

“No, just asking about one in particular.”

Roger looked confused. He pulled on his wet t-shirt and stood up, “mind if I get a beer?”

“It’s your house. Just stay outta the drawers and away from the steak knifes.”

After Roger returned with his beer he sat on the couch and spread his legs like he had nothing to hide.

“You know Haley Murphy?”


“You sure?” Jacob picked up his gun and pretended to be examining it. “I got nine bullets in here that says I can make you admit it. So you might as well save yourself some pain and tell me now.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about, honest.”

Jacob pointed the gun at Roger and gently rubs the trigger giving it a slight tug. The click of the gun gives Roger a start. He jumps, throwing his beer in the air and curling into a ball on the couch. “What the Fuck!” the gun didn’t go off.

“I didn’t have one in the chamber but I do now.”

He sat, silent, relaxing back into the couch. Slouching, his body language said he wasn’t talking. Jacob pulled the hammer back on the gun and pointed it at Eric.

“Fine I knew her from around.”

The hammer on the gun fidgeted as Jacob teased the trigger.

“I Cleaned some pools for people in her hoity-toity neighborhood, and I ran into her at the mall a couple times. No big deal.”

“Well it seems to me that it is a big deal, seeing how you like ‘em young. And pretty. And rich.”

“So. What does it matter? I enjoy young looking women.”

“Haley was young. She not only looked 15, she was 15.”

Stunned, and confusion filled his face. His forehead furrowed, causing his eyebrows to sink just above his eyes.

“W-what you mean was?”

“Police found her body this morning near Bledsoe Pond in Catalpa Park.”

“Wait you Th-think, I had something to do with her-” Roger left his words hanging, unable to finish the thought.

“Murder.” Jacob said bluntly. He leaned back into the sofa always keeping the gun aimed on him.

“Well the evidence is pointing to you, Roger.” Jacob said sitting the gun on his lap. “Haley told people that she felt she had a stalker. She saw you around her neighborhood, starting running into her at the mall, and started running in the park when she did. You seemed to be everywhere she was.”


“Really? I learned a long time ago there really aren’t coincidences.”

Roger sunk even further into the couch. “I didn’t kill her, I swear.”

Honesty and sincerity replaced Confusion and stunned on the young man’s face. Jacob saw something else there too.

“Tell me what you know.”

It seemed the whole floor of the apartment was shaking, giving into the vibrations from Roger’s leg as he nervously bounced his foot up and down, creating a melodic rhythm that washed away any sounds that came from inside or outside of the apartment.

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