27 comments/ 38450 views/ 3 favorites Who Done It? By: jakewho69 Edit by WillyB Another wimp story you may want to skip it if you don't enjoy them. It was Sunday when they woke me up. They say I woke up a few times earlier that day and then I went back to sleep. Well this time I was awake and could remember things a little. A Doctor John Chann and a nurse Donna were talking to me. Dr. Chann explains that they had me in an induced coma since Wednesday because my brain had swelled up and they had to remove part of my scull to make room for the swelling or I would have died. Dr. Chann explained to me that I had been shot in the shoulder at my house. He told me that I fell as I was just picking up one of my kids off the couch. When I fell the child landed on the couch as I dropped her. It seems that the momentum carried me up over the top of the couch and I hit my head on oak table behind the couch. The kids called 911 and saved my life. He said the head injury was the worst of it. The bullet had gone straight though my shoulder and hit nothing vital. It did hit a vein and I bled a lot but it was taken care of in the hospital. The main thing was the swelling of the brain. He said it all looked good now and he could put my scull back by Tuesday. He said I would be as good as new in a month or two. My kids and wife came in and held my hand while hugging me. I don't remember if we talked or not as I fell back asleep. I woke up every two hours or so when the nurse checked on me. She would give me more pain medicine as my head was pounding and I also wanted to scratch the head. I soon found out that they had my hands tied down so I could not scratch or touch the head. At four in the morning my neighbor Mac had stopped in to see me. He lived across the street from me. He was a technician and ran different tests on patients at night. He worked the eleven to seven AM shifts at the hospital during the weekdays. He told me he heard the fire truck going to my house and he ran over when he saw my daughter Tracy signaling in the road for the fire rescue team. He found me in the basement with blood all around me. My head was bleeding like a stuffed pig from the two falls. One was I hit the table and the other when I hit the floor with my head. Blood was all over my body so they scooped me up, rushing me off to the hospital in there rescues truck. Mac said in a matter of seconds when he was in the basement the place was filled with fire rescue men. They were all over the place working on me and checking the kids. The kids had so much blood on them from hugging me rescue all thought the kids were hurt but soon found out they were ok. He told me my wife passed the rescue truck going the other way and they had to explain it to her that I had fallen. Mac's wife Mary stayed with the kids while my wife Jane drove up to the hospital to check on me. At the hospital is when Jane found out that I been shot. She was surprised when the doctor told her. No one knew about me getting shot at the house. The fireman all thought the blood on my shirt came from my head wound. The only thing she knew was that I fell and hit my head. It was a matter of minutes a cop was talking to her asking question. She told them she didn't know anything, as she was not there, she had gone shopping. Mac said the cops came back and roped off the house as a crime scene. He told me they had a big truck that said crime scene on it. Cops went all thought the neighborhood till three in the morning and then they all came back at nine the next morning doing the same thing all over again. Well when Mac left I started to remember a little. Jane left to go shopping and the kids went down to the basement game room to watch TV. We have a nice den or game room in the basement. It is a walk out basement with an 8-foot opening that has a sliding glass door on it. It also has a screen door on it, which I had, open seeing it was warm out. I was watching TV with the kids and then I told them they had to go to bed. They both pretended to be fast asleep so I reached down to pick Tracy up and I guess that's all I remember. I guess that is when I was shot and dropped her. I continued to fall and hit my head on the oak dinning table. As I bounced back I fell on the floor hitting the back of my head. Monday a Detective Lance Jackson came into my room wanting to ask me questions. The doctor asked him if he could come back Wednesday as tomorrow they was putting my skull back on and Wednesday I would feel better and be more alert. He told him I would be released sometime Friday. When Jane came up to the hospital I told her about Det. Lance Jackson and she told me she has talked to him already a few times. He wanted to know whom I think shot you and who had it in for you. She had told him she knew of no one who was an enemy of mine. She told him it could be just a drive bye. Lance told her a drive bye is at the front of the house. Not in a back yard. No he said who ever did this wanted him dead which scared her. Well I never got a chance to talk to Det. Lance Jackson while I was in the hospital. A patrolman was shot and I guess everyone was out looking for him. I got my skull back and they discharged me Friday with a helmet like the hockey players wear in case I should fall. I felt weak but by Monday I had most of my strength back Monday I was home alone as the wife went back to work and the kids where in school. I was looking at the hole in the screen door where the bullet came through. I was trying to figure where the guy shot me from when I heard the doorbell. I had my 40-cal glock in the small of my back as I looked out the window and saw LT. Lance Jackson standing on my porch. I open the door and invited him in. He apologized for not seeing me sooner but he was tied up with the officer shooting. We sat and had coffee together. "So how you coming on the case?" I asked. "Not to good. Fire rescuer kind of screwed our crime scene up on us." "Maybe that's not to good for you, but they saved my life." "Oh yes that's what they are good at. But I think one of them carried off my bullet on me. Probably got stuck on his boots and who knows where it is today." "Do you know where they shot from." "We know about where he did shoot from, well within a few feet but not what kind of weapon it was and we didn't find a shell casing out there either." "Well then it's a revolver, isn't it." "Well it could be a rife or automatic and they picked up casing." "Any leads on who it could be." "Well not so far. That why I wanted to talk to you. Your wife Jane can't come up with anyone that would have reason to kill you." "Well I don't think I can either." "Anything going on at work. Any trouble with anyone there. Even if you think it is small, give it to me let me figure out what is small and unimportant that's my job." "Nothing going on at work not even small things. Been working by myself getting a project ready for a company. I'm not in competition for a job with anyone else. I just do my job and leave. I don't hang with them except every now and then we all go for a beer about once a month. We were going that Friday. No one is stealing at work that I know of and there is no way I would know anyway. I could give you names of people from work but I know it wouldn't do you any good." "No your wife gave me the names from work and I already talked to some them. What about friends you go out with or drink and party with. Here is a list of friends your wife gave me is anyone missing from the list or anyone we could add." "Yes a couple name are off the list. Joe and Eddie Black and Tom and Jane Pike. Can't figure how she left them off. Makes me wonder." "Anyone else?" "No that's it." "No she didn't leave them off. I took them off her list; I wanted to see if you would add them. Just checking up on you." "Well good I just couldn't figure how she slipped up on them." "Well how you and Jane doing. How long you two have been married? Either of you cheat on the other. You know cops always check the wife on things like this." "We been married fourteen years in the fall. No, neither of us cheated on the other. Well you know how a wife and husband have a fight every now and then last for a week or a month." "No I don't, I'm not married tell me about it." "Well you fight with you wife over something but after a awhile you just make up. You don't talk to each other except to pass the salt or what's for supper. Neither one of you know how it started or what it was about you just know you were mad and you aren't going to give in first." "Don't sound like much fun to me." "Well it happens in all marriages." "Ok I'll take your word for it. So how long has this one been going on for." "Well three more days and it will be months I think." "Wow a months with no sex. No wonder why I don't get married. You sure neither one of you been cheating on the other." "I haven't." "But you not sure about her." "No I didn't say that. Her time is always accounted for. No overtime no weekend work. Nothing." "She ever go out by herself?" "No, well she goes out once in awhile with her girl friends." "Yes she told me and gave me a list of her girl friends. Here is the list is anyone missing form it." "Wow ten names. Yes two names missing I think she mention they went with her. Jane Adams and Betty White." "Guess that's me always checking on people." "She got any old boy friends that live around here or near by. Or you know any guy she has been playing up to since you two have been mad at each other." "Well she has been playing up to all of them since we been mad at each other. She is trying to piss me off and I do the same thing with the other women but I don't think it is someone on the list. Your welcome to check but I think you will be wasting your time." "What time they go out and what days she go out?" "They only go on Thursdays nights. They say its lady night's night so it's free drinks at one place and lady's night is half price at the other place. But what I hear the guys buy the drinks anyway. She said if they stay together as a group they are safe and she said they never spilt up. They go after seven or seven thirty and come home around midnight." Det Lance finished his notes in his book and left. I made myself lunch when I heard the doorbell ring. I reached for my gun again as I looked out the window again. It was a guy from the store where we bought a new rug and couch for the basement. I told them to carry it around the house to the basement. They took the old rug and couch out. The couch and rug had all kinds of blood on it so we had to throw it out. Then they brought the new ones around and set them up for me. After they left I looked at the screen door with the hole in it. I then checked the mark the cops had cir5rcled where they think the bullet hit. I sat on the couch looking out the back window wondering where the sniper was standing when he shot me. Lance had told me about where he thought he was standing but I guess he could have been just about any place in the yard. My back yard was 100 feet long and a 100 feet wide. So was my neighbor back yard. There also was a strip of 50 feet that the town owns as a right away for the sewer lines. So from house to his house was over 250 feet. Almost a football field between us. As I sat there I was thinking I haven't seen Johnny who was 15 and lives with his grandma as his parents are split and neither one wanted him. He has been with the grandma for over five years. Him and his friend Jerry who is 13 are always playing in the backyard. You could always tell what sport season it was by what type of game they played in the back yard. Well at least there was enough room where they couldn't break any windows. Now that I though of it I haven't seen either of them since I came home from the hospital which was unusual. Tuesday right after the wife left the phone rang. It was Jane Black from my work and she laid right into me. "What the hell did you tell that Detective. He interview all of us in the office about you." "I didn't say anything about anyone in the office. He asked me who would want me dead and I told him no one from the office would. That's all I told him about anyone there. Why what happen?" "Well when he interview me I cried thinking of what you and your kids had to go through. He only talked to me a few minutes and I couldn't go on." "I don't know maybe when you cried he though you had feeling for me. I don't know what to tell you. Why what is happing anyway." "Well he has been checking all my friends hinting that I got feeling for you and may be carrying on affair with you. He thinks maybe Jack my husband did it to you I think or that I did it." "Gee I'm sorry Jane to bring you and Jack into it but there is no way I led him to you. I'll try to talk to him but that might just lead him to think I have something to hide." "I know I'm just to emotional I guess. That what everyone is telling me. Everyone here told him he is way off base and there is nothing there so I guess I'm starting to believe them. I'm also starting to feel better." After I got off the phone with her and had some coffee I was thinking that Det Lance sure was a pit bull when it came to investigation. Seems when he checked something he bit in and wouldn't let go. I had to laugh. When something happens to a mate they always go after the other mate. LOL well watch out Jane here comes Det Lance to bite you in the ass. As I sat there thinking what he would check on to see if the wife had anything to do about it. Hell she was out shopping and I don't think she would be able to shoot that well. As I was to close to the kids she would never take a chance like that. She might hit a kid. I tried to think who the hell it might be. I got a pencil and paper and listed everyone I knew. I then graded them on who it might be. I graded them on a scale of one to ten. Ten being the killer or attempted killer. When I was just about finished I had sixty people on the list and the highest person I had was a three and I had many like that. Some of the guys I had on the list that was three's were guys I beat badly at golf and I figure they had it in for me. A couple they were guys I borrowed tools from and lost them or misplaced them. Now I look at the list and it was a waste of time. I tore the list up. The only one I could come up with that solid was the wife or some one that was banging her and wanting me out of the way so he could move in and have her full time. But then the only time she is away from me is when she goes out is with her girlfriend. I know there is no way the other girls she goes out with would let her fool around. The whole thing was a waste of time but who the hell was it. Us guys get together once in a while to go to the sport bar to enjoy a big sporting event. We also golf or hunt and fish. That's when the girls decided to go out and enjoy them self once in awhile. Well it was when they had a nude male review is when they went out the first time. They took a cab and came home at two AM and I think all the guys got a little that night. From then on they would go out and have fun. Us guys did set down a few rules. We told them they could dance with guys but we didn't want any of the guys sitting at their table or bring them home. They would go with the girls and come home in a group with the girls. Also told them we better not get hang up calls or calls from guys, We also told them not to take drinks from the guys unless the waitress bought them over straight from the bar so the guys didn't tamper with the drinks. The women all agreed with our rules so we all where happy. So that still left me with the wife wanting me out of the way. But I still couldn't believe she had anything to do with it. If it were her she would have me taken out away from the house where the kids would not see it. It then left me to think it was some guy who like her. Some crazy son-of-a-bitch, that didn't care about the kids. He wanted me out of the way. Was it from her going out at night or someone from her work? Or was it just someone who saw her out shopping or just out on the street. There are a lot of crazy people out there. I tried to think if the Detective took a list of people from her work. I just didn't remember if he did or not. I wondered if when the girls go out if they mess around or just behave. I could see them dancing with guy and maybe a guy felt them up a little. Maybe even push a dick into their belly. I know she has came home horny sometimes wanting to have sex. Hell I would have to follow them sometime when I felt better. Friday Det. Lance Jackson came to the house in the afternoon to talk to me. As we sat drinking the coffee Lance started in talking to me. "Well I talked to the two women that your wife left off the list of women that she goes out with. The first one said she quit going out with them when she saw the way some of the girls were acting. She said to many horny guys were trying to put the make on the different girls and she could see no good was going to come out of it so she just quit going out." "Wow that surprised me. My wife never said anything happen. She would tell me they just had a good time. She always said they could handle the guys and they were not that much trouble." : "Well the other wife told me that some of the guys got to horny and would push the old meat a little to hard to her. Once she said her drink tasted funny and she dumped it and got a fresh one. She also said some guys followed them home one night to see where they lived. That is when she made up her mind not to go anymore." "I guess they are having a little more fun than us husband wants them to have." "Yes I talked to the bartender and he was hard to get information out of him. He wants to protect his clients and don't want good customers in trouble. He likes the girls to come in, as it is good for business. He told me a few of the girls went out side with guys in the parking lot. He doesn't know what they did outside or if they had sex or just necked or even just talk. He can't keep that good of track of them while he is busy working but he did notice them a few times. They all are grown women so it's their choice as to what they do. He told me he sees lots of fresh rubbers in the parking lot every day." "Oh my god is one of the women that go outside my wife?" "Well I took picture of all the women and showed it to the bartender. It seems all of them have gone out side at one time or the other with guys. He picked one of the other girls as the one who goes out the most. I had a guy check on them last night, as they knew what I looked like. He said he saw one of them actually having sex in the back of a car. I can't give you any names, as it's not your business. What I want is the guy who shot at you." I asked him if they found the bullet or the casing. He told me the sent the CSI team to the fire house to check their boots or to see if it fell off in the truck or in the firehouse. They didn't have any luck finding it. Well we talked to about a half-hour till the wife was to come home and then he left. I had to tell him the wife wanted to stay home with me last night rather than go out with the girls. Lance told me not to say anything to the wife till after my case was settled. He wanted me to get her to go out next week so he could see if she met a certain guy or was she just friendly with all the guys. He also wanted to know what days she goes shopping so he could follow her. From what I gather from Lance his strongest lead was my wife. I don't think he himself felt she had anything to do with it but maybe the creep she played up to had something to do with it. I remember him telling me he checked her work out and that was a dead end. That didn't sound good to me as that just about left with just the night she would go out then. Who Done It? Well Saturday Jane went shopping for grocery in the morning. In the afternoon she went out again to shop for clothes for the family while I stayed home with the kids. Each time she left I saw Lance drive by the house right on her tail. I guess he was waiting right down the street, as he knew approximately when she would leave. Both times she was gone for about three hours. I didn't think anything about it, as it all seemed routine to me. She always came back with enough things to make it look like she was gone for that length of time. I even got smart and checked the receipt out to make sure it was for that day. Nothing seemed unusual. We rented a few movies for us to watch as a family on that weekend. I wanted to watch them in the game room but Jane was afraid to watch them there. She still was having trouble when the kids wanted to go down there. She would try to talk them out of it. During the week we talked about the shooting when we were alone. I told her it was just some freak thing and wouldn't happen again. But she asked me if I didn't think that it would happen again why was I carrying that gun in the small of my back. I asked her if she wanted to move. She didn't, she said she had too many friends here but she didn't want to lose me either. I asked her whom she thought shot me and she agreed it was just a freak thing that wouldn't happen in a million years. She knew no one that would want to hurt me. We talked some more about the shooting but not in any real depth. I was wondering during the week what I could say to her so she would go out on girl's night out but then out of the blue she asked me if it was all right for her to go out that night. I agreed that she needed to get out to calm down after the shooting. Well that was out of the way and I didn't have to figure how to talk her into going out. During the week I was thinking how I was going to tell the guys what the women were doing on their night out on the town. I know talking to the guys we all loved having the girls go out. The girls all seemed more relaxed. All the guys agreed that the sex with them have increased to. The girls were breaking our rules, big time and it had to be stopped. Maybe it was even to late for some of us. As I sat in the basement game room on different day I would see the school bus pick up Johnny and Jerry on the next block. It would also drop them back off at five to three every day that they went. I tried to walk up and talk to the boys a few times but by the time I got there they were gone. I was wondering if Jerry's grandma was doing ok but I seen her out doing her garden work so I knew she was all right. I guess I would have to talk to her about the boys if I wanted to know anything. They are always in the back yard three or four times a week playing some type if games. Sometime more but since I been home they have not been out. I now wonder if they got in trouble home or in school. I have always talked to the boys and I have helped them out quite a few times with their bikes or other equipment. I was planning on stopping at the bar the girls go to. I remember Lance saying what the bartender name was so I wondered if I could pump him for any information or not. I would go when the girls were not there; I would go during the day. I came up with a plan of making a fake id for a cop to show people so that I could get more information. With my gun strapped on my side they would hardly look at the id and would assume the id was real. I got on the computer and started to make the fake id up. I knew how Lance acted and I figured I could pull it off. I made more than twenty ids' and still was not satisfied with any of them. Then I settle on the number fifteen one I had made. I went to the store to get it laminated. I kept looking at it in different angles. I wasn't really satisfied with it but it was going to have to do. I was going to buy a badge but Lance never showed me one, he just flashed his id to me real fast. I stopped at the post office and took a wanted poster down when no one was looking. From there I stopped at a video store and went inside. I flashed the badge and made sure he saw my gun on my hip. I then showed him the poster and asked if he saw this guy. He looked at it awhile and said, "no I don't think he has ever been in here." I thanked him and got the hell out of there fast. I laughed all the way home. Maybe I will just keep the id after all this is done with. When I got home I called Lance to see how he made out Thursday night. He said she didn't dance with any guys. She did go to the pay phone to make some calls but he didn't think she make a connection or left a message. He said she called every half-hour but didn't talk to anyone. I checked the photos we had in the house and made four pictures of girls I knew that went to the bar. I finally cut and pasted them so that it looked well enough to show the bartender to get some answer. When I got to the bar I went to the end of the bar away from the other three people that was in the bar. I flashed my gun well so he got a good look at it. Then I show the id and asked if he was the night bartender. I found out he was the owner. He told me the night guy didn't come in for two more hours. I told him I would be back. He asked me for a name and I gave him Captain Keene. I figured I would out rank Lt. Lance Jackson what the hell why not. I came back later and Al was already tending bar. Mac yelled from his office that I was the guy looking for him. I reached for my id and he told me he didn't need it. He said I would scare more people out of his place with it so he didn't want to see that happen. We talked for awhile and I let him do most of the talking. Her told me the girls were good for his business. He said he also works on commission and they built it up. He only wished they wold come in another night to. Al told me he gets different groups of women all the time but they seem to break up after a while when hubby or boyfriends ends it or the women see the light. I showed him the pictures and he said they where part of the Thursday night group. He went on to say none of them went out in the parking lot last night that he knew about but it was a busy night so he couldn't be sure. He did tell me one guy was to drunk so they had to throw that guy out last night. I asked him if he knew most of the guys. "Oh yes I know 99% of them. If a guy scores he is back in bragging to the bar and ever one else that will listen to him." I asked him for names and he gave me names and place of business for all the guys he knew that hung with her group. He said, "if you're looking for real good suspect I would look after the lawyer I gave you. He had charges against him one time for trying to drug a girl. Being a lawyer he got the charges dropped or beat them I hear. That is when he started to hang here. He used to spend his time at the Spinning Wheel. But I hear they told him to hit the road after the drug charge." "When I heard about the Spinning Wheel thing I had a talk with him and he has always been good here but I just don't trust him. Shit I gave all this information to the other Detective don't you guys talk to each other." "Well I'm his boss and I'm just checking up on some of his cases as he is on probation and it's my job to do his evaluation." I thanked him and got the hell out of there." We had another normal weekend. Three other couples came over for a cookout while having a few beers. Looking at the guys I wonder when I would tell them about their wife's and what the out come would be. Would it in end up in divorce court or with a family consoler's help could we all survive. I wanted to talk to Jane about the whole thing but I knew I had to wait a few more days or even weeks. The best thing was to give Lance Jackson a few more days on the case. I think he was headed in the right direction. I had to know who shot me. It was driving me crazy not knowing. Every time there is a knock on the door or a car going by the house to fast I reach for my glock. Damn if I'm not careful I will end up shooting a family member. I waited for Friday before I called Lance. I had to see what he found out last night with the girl if anything. Well what he told me was now he had a suspect but not enough to get a warrant on him to search his house. He said no judge would have his house searched on such flimsy evidence. "Well did my wife get to talk to the guy this time or did she go outside with him. Tell me what's going on, say some god damn thing to help me." "Well like I said this guy is are prime suspect. He fits all the profile. He is the type to drug a girl and rape her if she wasn't willing to perform for him. He has done it in the past and he is the type to continue it. They didn't dance, she wouldn't dance with him it seemed she was mad as hell with him and was in his face all night. They say she screamed at him a few times. Well finally he left real early with out finishing his first drink. She went to the bathroom as soon as he left crying her eyes out." "Well do you think she confronted him with the shooting maybe?" "Yes that's what the other Detective thinks. He thinks he was the one she was calling last week when she was upset. He thinks that he didn't show up or answer her calls that week." "So how do we get enough on him to get a warrant against him to search his house." "Well I'm working on it. Give me time to talk to a few people. I will put what I got together and go to the district attorney and see if he will arrest him or at least get me a warrant to search his house. If only I had a bullet or a casing." The weekend went slow. I had a lot on my mind and was getting no answer so I just sat back and waited on Lance. Monday morning I left the house right after Jane left. I dove over to where the lawyer lived and parked out of sight to watch his house. I was parked at a gas station convenience store and was drinking coffee waiting on him. He lived on old country route 3 in a house about ten years old. His house was a good hundred feet off the road. I could see mounts of dirt way back by his garage, guess he was having someone landscape his yard for him. He left the house driving a four door, white Ford at eight thirty and stopped at the same place I was at to get coffee. He left and I followed him to his work. He walked in his work place office a few minutes to nine. I told Jane I had to help a guy with a problem that night so I was able to follow him home at night to. He left work at five and drove right home. At eight he came out again and drove to a hotel where he worked that bar looking for women. Well now I knew what his routine was. Tuesday I asked Lance how he made out with the warrant and what did the district attorney had to say. He said he never talked to him. Lance looked at all the evidence and said he had no bullet, no casing, so he had no reason to search the guys house. He knew the guys had guns in the house because they were registered with the city. No one gave a description of the guy who shot me because no one saw him. The only thing Lance had was the guy fit a profile of some one who would do something like this. Lance told me he was filing it in his cold case files but he was still keeping an eye on him. I was not a happy camper but I knew Lance was right about this. I had even bought a metal detector and have been going over my grounds to find a bullet or a casing and have found nothing. I found a ton of flip tops from beer cans and roofing nails but nothing like a bullet casing. Wednesday I borrowed Joe's white four doors Ford and waited for the lawyer to go to work. I gave him a half-hour after he left and I pulled into his driveway and parked where he normally parks. I had a suit coat like he had and a hat. If anyone saw me they would think it was he. I walked over to his house and all the doors were locked up. As I went to the back yard by the barn where I found a sawhorse which some one converted it into a gun-rest stand to shoot from. There was about fifty casing lying right there on the ground. I sighted to see where he was shooting and found the spot. It was where he had the dirt pile. He was using it for a backstop for the bullets. In back of his target were five to ten sandbags in a wood frame also to catch the bullets. I took my pocketknife out and dug into the sandbag. I came away with five find-spend bullets. I went back to where the casing where and picked up three of them putting them in my pocket. Then I got the hell out of there. On the drive back to exchange the car I though well we got the bastard now Det Lance Jackson. You wanted evidence like bullets and casing well I got them now. After the car exchange I stopped for a beer and a roast-beef sandwich at the local watering hole. I was happier than a pig in shit. I'll teach him to fuck my wife. I was sitting there watching the different people in the bar while I just smiled from ear to ear. When I got home I made some coffee while I examined the casing and the bullets. The bullet had me worried as there was no damage to it, the shell casing looked good as they had been sitting out side for awhile. I knew I could get by with the casing. I didn't think the bullet would fly if I told them I found it to. As I sat in the den I looked out the back yard. That's it I would get Johnny and Jerry to say they found the casing and just put it in there pocket not saying anything to anyone, hell yes that will fly why not. I just had to get in touch with the two of them. Now the bullet was another story. Shit this guy was a lawyer and he already beat a few raps on him. I would need all the evidence I could get on him to convict him. I'll teach the guy to touch my wife. How could I damage the bullet and still save the rifling to match it up to his gun. I had to remember it hit a metal post it had to have damage on it. Well I'll forget the bullet for now and just use the casing. I will put the bullet on hold and think about it. Well my next move was to talk to my wife and get all the information she had. I had to get the truth out of her. The best thing was sent the kids to the grand parents for the weekend. That way I could talk to Jane and get all the information from her with out the kids around, I went on the Internet and searched crime stuff about the casing and the bullet. The more I looked at the bullets I knew I had to forget about the bullet and just go with the casing. But then I had five bullets to work on to see if I could damage them just enough to make it look like they hit something. Hell with five to work on I should have a chance to do it. Now that I think of it I could always go back and get more bullets to work on. I will start on them in a few days as I was to key up to work on them now. I couldn't leave tool marks on the bullet where it could be traced back to me. With the kids away from the house we went out to dinner alone. We had a great time dinning and dancing. The sex that night was terrific and we both enjoyed the night. Next morning I made the breakfast. When we finished we did the dishes and I told her I wanted to talk to her about her girl nights out and her friends. Jane didn't look to good when I mention that. Her face became pale and she was having trouble breathing. We got our coffee and headed for the den to talk. "Jane some one took a shot at me. They wanted me dead. I think you have the answers to the problem. I want you to tell me the whole truth about you girls when you go out at night." "If you remember us guys told you girls to go out and to unwind and have fun. We didn't care if you danced with guys but we did set down some rules for all of you to follow. Well I know now that all the rules were broken so I think it's time for the girls night out come to a end." "Yes Joe, Thursday was my last night going out with the girls and all the girls talked it over and we all decided to disband the group." "Ok good now start telling me all about what was going on and how the rules got so bend out of shape. I want to know everything. I know some parts from Det. Lance Jackson but I want to hear your version of it." Well this is where all the crying and sobbing started. She just said over and over again how sorry she was and how stupid she has been. I gave her a box of Kleenex and got us some more coffee. Then I told her to start her story and don't leave anything out to save me from getting hurt which made her cry all over again. "Well when we started it was a lot of fun for us to be out with out our husbands and to let our hair down. I guess for the first two months we drank a little too much. We then stopped drinking so much so we just enjoyed the music and the dancing." "Well we knew all the guys were looking for a quick piece of ass but we knew they were not getting it from any of us. The guys were fresh and tried to play with the boobs or squeeze the ass. Well some of the guys we let do it and others we put a quick stop to it." "The guys all had the same lines but some of them we believed what they had to say. It was things I wanted to hear from you. I over did it with a few guys and let them feel me up pretty good. I would let them feel and rub my ass. Some I even let feel my tits inside the bra." "It was like in high school or when I first dated you. It was very exciting. I just got carried away with it. The guys would say things to me that I wanted you to say but you never have. Well not lately anyway. Well with the drinks, I let the talk from them go to my head. Then when we had a fight and mad at each other I went over board. I'm so sorry Joe. "Then I let the lawyer Dana Wilcox get me aroused up a little to much. Well it wasn't a little it was way out of hand. It was when I was fighting with you the last time. I don't know what we were fighting about I just know neither of us was talking to the other. I figured I would neck with him like I did with guys in high school in his car. We kissed and felt each other up. He played with my tits and pussy while I play with his cock. Then we went back inside. The next time things got way out of hand. I was horny as hell from drinking and really mad at you but just mainly horny. We screwed in his car once. When we went back in, I felt so bad I would not talk or dance with him or with no one else. That was the week before you got shot." "I don't know how, but he called me at home and at the office. He wanted me to go to a hotel room with him the next time we went out. He said we could slip away for a few hours and no one would even miss us. Well I told him to fuck off just in them words too. The last call I told him if he called me again I would tell my husband and you would kick the shit out of him." "Well you got shot two days later. After awhile I was thinking it was Dana that shot you. I even confronted him with it at the bar. He said why would he shoot him. He said women were too easy come by why should he shoot someone. He said women were a dime a dozen at all the bars in town and for me to fuck off and leave him alone if I wasn't going to the motel with him." "I screamed at him to get out. He had the gull to ask me once more about the motel and I screamed at him again and he left. That's when I talked to the girls about not going out anymore and they all agreed to it. Why would he kill you? I would me in morning and he wouldn't be getting anything from me. It just doesn't make sense to me. I'm sure he didn't shoot you." I didn't think he shot me but he was going to get nailed for it for fucking my wife. I knew right then and there that I was going to put all the blame on him and let's see him get out of it. "So you don't think he was the one who shot me then?" I asked her. "No I don't think he did it. I know he has all kinds of girls. He is the type to hurt women and berate girls but would never try to hurt a guy in case it backfires and he might get hurt. Dana is a lover not a fighter. He told me he was home with his partner preparing for a case. Dana said they were there from six to two in the morning working on the case for the next morning. He said just ask his partner." Who Done It? "Well I don't care what he said to you. Det Lance Jackson will handle him. Fuck his partner. What do you thing a partner will say? Of course he will go along with his partner." We finish with her telling me more about the sex and how sorry she was. She kept saying she just got carried away with the whole thing. She kept begging me for forgiveness and she would never do anything like this again. She said she would do anything I asked her to do to get on my good side. She also told me about the other girls and how much each one loved their husband. Just too much alcohol was the main problem. Monday I didn't know what to do with the bullet. Should I try to use it with no damage on it? I could get bye with the casing but not the bullet. I was debating on having the kids behind me find it. I would talk with them or walk to where I had the casing planted on the ground and let one of them find it. But then the kids haven't been around and I wanted to do it now. I couldn't wait for the kids to find it any longer so at noon I paged Det Jackson and he called me back at one. I told him I found the casing and he told me not to touch it that he would be right out with a crime scene crew. I then went out in the yard and dropped the casing on the ground where Lance thought the sniper had shot from. At two Lance showed up with his guys and I showed him where I found it. They took a dozen picture from all angles. I could hear one of the guys saying; "we checked the whole site. It doesn't seem possible that we missed it. We went over this site three different times." They left at four and at six that night Det Lance Jackson called that they had gotten a warrant and had Dana in custody. They had a warrant so they were going to search his house to see if the casing match up to any of his rifles. I thanked him and told Jane about it. She still said she didn't believe he had anything to do with it. I told her about finding the bullet casing and she looked at me funny. Lance came to my house for coffee and to talk. He told me about the alibi of Dana. He went on saying it was a tough case to figure out as the casing had let him right to Dana. He said Dana lawyer wants the charges dropped but the DA wont move and charges stay. The detective had a list of women that had brought charges on Dana for abuse and rape. He had already won the court case so Lance didn't know if he could use the women statement. He said he would need another statement from Jane explaining everything on it like the phone calls. Both of us along with the kids would have to testify in court about what happen. He said just tell the truth, as you know it and the same with the kids. He hated to put the kids through it but he had to do it. The DA will get with all of you and go over what will happen in court. The only one they will be cross-examined will be your wife by his lawyer. They won't bother with the kids. I had asked Det Jackson what the penalty for attempted murder would get. He told me any way from fifteen years to probation. He has seen it all. All depends on witness and how good the evidence is. He has seen them get off and other put on probation as long as they didn't do it. A few days later Det. Jackson called me and told me it didn't look good. He said he found out Dana would jog on the path behind our yard. He said his lawyer is claiming the bullet fell out as he was jogging. Which the jury might just believe that to be true. Lance said he sure wished he could find the bullet. Four days later I gave him the bullet telling him I found it in the neighbor yards about three feet from my yard. He took me to headquarters where him and a Det Larry quizzed me for three hours. I would not change my story of finding the bullet in perfect condition. The detectives said it was impossible to find a bullet in that good of a condition when it did all that damage. I told them well go to the Warren Commission. They found a bullet just like it that killed President Jack Kennedy. Look it up. If it can happen to a president of the United States of American then it can happen to a common bricklayer. Det. Lance told me he checked Dana house and found bullet casing all around his yard. He said I bet you went to his house and picked one up. He told me he thought I opened a sandbag and took a bullet out. That is the one I handed over to him. The bullet has no damage on it a so he think that is what I did. I told them I don't know where he even lives and I never been to his house. I got a bullet hole in my shoulder, so what are you saying that I fake the whole thing for some damn reason I shot my self in front of the kids. I found the damn bullet on the neighbor's yard where it fell out of a fireman's boot that is all I know. You two are crazy bastard as I walked out of the room and called a cab to come pick me up. In the cab I was thing about the shooting. What could happen to me if they caught me screwing with the evidence? I guess I might get off with comity service because the guy was banging my wife. But that still left someone out there that wanted to kill me, how could I find out who done it. Shit the cops don't know how the hell will I be able to find him. Maybe it really was Dana. Shit who knows? All I knew was I was tired of looking over my shoulder wondering where the next shot was coming from. The grand jury started on a Monday. Our family did it all. We went in front of the grand juror where they brought charges of attempted murder against him. The newspaper and TV station wanted to talk to us but we gave out no interviews. Two months later I was in the basement when I saw Jerry going into John's house. I went over to talk to the boys on why I haven't seen them around out side any more. I was worried that they had got into trouble or they were about to get into trouble. I knocked on the door and rang the bell but didn't get an answer. I knew they where inside hiding on me. Finally I went home and got a key we had to her house. When I went in I called out to the boys. I got no answers from them. I knew they were in the house but where and why where they hiding on me. I found them in Johnny bedroom under the bed. I told them to get out from under the bed and to sit on the bed. I could see them both shaken and knew they were scared of something. Bad thoughts came to my mind like did they kill the grandma. Why are they so scared? I asked where the grandma was and they told me she went to her senior meeting and then I knew that's where she goes on Tuesdays. I sat in a chair near the bed and had a heart to heart talk with them. I explained I was their friend and was not out to hurt them in anyway. I was there to help them. I knew they had done something bad or they where planning on doing something bad. Well after all the crying from them and they were saying that there was no way I could help them. I finally convinced them I would help them no matter what they did. What they told me floored me. They are the ones who shot me. They took me up stairs where their grandfather had a reptile General Patton colt 45 in a holster. I picked it up and took the bullets out of it. One bullet had been fired. Yes it had gone right through my shoulder. We went back to the bedroom and they told me the story. The grandma was out of the house and the boys found the colt. They took it out in the back yard and fooled around with it. Jerry the 13-year-old one had it and Johnny tried to take it away from him. They said it went off but didn't know in which direction it went. They ran in the house and put the gun away. They later cleaned there pants and swore they would never do it again or would never tell anyone. They felt bad and when they found out I got hit. It hurt them as they liked me a lot but still they would not confess to it. Well I had a long talk with them and finally told them that they didn't shoot me. Another guy who was laying out there had shot me. I told them they, the police found there bullet in the side of my house. It was a 45-cal bullet they found in the side of the house. They said why didn't they see the guy that night and I gave them a long story on how he was an expert army ranger who was camouflaged and knew his skills. They bought it. I told them I was going to keep the gun and for them to forget our talk as it never happen. We all swore we would never talk about it again. When I got home I put the gun in a safe and now I felt better knowing how I got shot. I could stop worrying that someone was out to kill me. I knew Dana was innocent but the bastard was going to pay big time for nailing my wife. Screw him I will teach him to screw around with married women. I know she was just as guilty but she was my wife and I loved her. As I was sitting having a beer it was like a heavy weight was lifted off my shoulders knowing that no one was out to kill me or hurt my family. I guess it really got to me more than I would let on. When the trial started I was the first one called. I described what happen to me for the district attorney. I played up the pain in the shoulder and how I was still in pain with constant headaches. I should have gotten an academy award for my performance. Dana acted, as his own defense council because he was so cocky, plus the fact that he knew that he didn't do it so how could he get convicted. I guess he figured it was a sure win and why give it to another lawyer. His second chair was his partner Ed. The only question Dana asked me was did I see who shot me and I told him no, I didn't see you, which the judge struck from the records. That was all he asked. I had prepared my kids for the trial and told them to cry like hell on the stand. Any time you feel the pain of daddy getting hurt just cry your eyes out. Both of them did a good job and it took a whole after noon to get through their short story of the shooting because of the crying. Dana asked them if they saw the man that shot their father and they both said no. That was all he asked. Next were the three women who brought charges against him to tell the jury what type of character Dana was. They all said Dana had drugged them but the judge had that statement stricken from the records because of lack of evidence but the jury already heard it so it was a point for us. You can strike out things but you get your point across when the jury hears it. Dana let Ed handle the women. Ed asked if they where trying to get even for losing their court case against Dana and the women said no. Ed laid into them and won that part of the trial. My wife Jane was next and she told her story. She also said she thinks Dana drugged her. She was lying at that point but I wanted her to stick it to him. She told of the sex and the entire week of phone calls from him which the district attorney had all the records of Dana's call for that week. She told the jury she thinks Dana shot me to have her all to his self. On Dana's turn he question her up and down trying to prove a lie here and there but she stood firm. On the sex he was vulgar and wanted her to say he was the best sex she ever had and he kept telling her she was under oath and had to tell the truth. Dana was asking her about all the girls in there and Dana wanted her to say he could have anyone he wanted, she said you would have to ask the other women. He told her you know I can get any women I want don't you and you are under oath. Jane said, "yes you might if you use enough drugs on them." He was mad now as he belittled her saying she was just out for quick sex in the parking lot. It lasted a long time and was no fun for her. She was very upset when it was over. The next day medical and hospital people where on. That was slow and boring part of the trial. After them came detective Lance Jackson he told them what he found at the scene and then about finding the casing at a later date and then the bullet at even a later date. He told about the investigating of the girl's night out drinking that led him to Dana. He told of a FBI profiler, that gave him a profile, that led him to Dana. The district attorney asked if this was normal to find evidence so late in a case and Lance said that it does happen in about twenty-five percent of the case. Lance told the court that twenty-five percent of his cases the evidence is carried off or ruined by the rescue team or spectators trying to get close to the scene. Often the evidence is carried off by someone at the scene to be found at a later date. Lance said he found a rifle at Dana house that matched the casing and bullet that was found at my house. Next came the ballistic man and he said it match the gun in Dana's house to the casing and bullet. Both men were cross-examined by Dana and they stood up to it. Dana kept saying it was a set up with me being out to get him for having sex with his wife. The part about the bullet took a full week to finish. Both sides had two experts about the bullet with one group saying it could happen and one group saying it was impossible to be the bullet that hit me and some place inside the house. The main thing was the Warren Commission report that helps us. Dana brought his partner on for an alibi for that night. The district attorney torn him apart saying how much money they would lose if his partner were found guilty. The district attorney said it also seemed funny how his partner was a witness in his other three trails to give him an alibi. For closing statement Dana said all the women were out looking for sex or just out looking for fun night like he was. He was only guilty of being out for a good time. He had an alibi for the night of the shooting so it could not have been him. He told them the bullet and the casing was bullshit and his experts prove that. They all rested and the jury took over. A day later after fours hours of deliberating one day and six the next day the jury found him guilty and he got seven to ten years in the state prison for attempted murder. That will teach him to fuck with my wife. She did confess to me that she wanted to fuck him that night, plus there was no drugs involve. She was just horny from dancing and drinking. We finally made up after six months and everything is fine once more. I figured the trial she had to go through was enough pain. All her friends and family found out about everything that happen during the trial. They all questioned her and asked her how she could do such a thing to the family and me. She was in the shit house with them for a long time. Jake Who Done It? Dan was running late and drove home in a rush. He was supposed to be going out to eat with his wife Stacie, his daughter Besanna and his sister Melissa. As luck would have it, he'd had a lousy day at work and had gotten filthy. Getting home he discovered the driveway did not have the cars in it he had hoped for. "Crap, Besanna and Melissa are already here and Stacie's car isn't here at all." He figured that his daughter would be, she only had one class and a lab on Friday, but he had hoped that his sister wouldn't show up for some time yet and his wife would beat him home for a change. Actually he had hoped that his wife was home early and he could convince her to come to the bedroom with him for a quickie. Oh well a shower would have to do. Because he was so dirty, Dan had used the back door. He opened it to the surprise of both women, who were sitting at the kitchen table. "Hi Mel, hey Bes, sorry I startled you." Besanna saw that her dad was pretty dirty, "Dad, you're filthy." Her dad worked construction and had the muscles to show for it. She was actually teasing him; he came home in that condition most of the time. "Humph, tell me something I don't know." Melissa had to admit her brother was a guy that could get women thinking, and she found herself doing just that. Her husband had lost all interest in sex and she still wanted to enjoy her body and feel a man inside of her. She knew that Dannie could probably do some powerful things in bed. Dan wrinkled up his nose, "I stink too. I'm going up to take a shower." She watched her dad leave with a hunger starting to grow inside of her. Besanna would hear her mom and dad having sex at night and sometimes they became pretty intense. She would play with herself as she listened to them. A few times she had even pretended that it was her dad when she had sex with her boyfriend. Dan went to his bedroom, grabbed some clean clothes and got into the shower. The hot water running over his body made his hard day start to go away. He had planned on having sex with his wife before everyone went out but you can't always get what you want. As his soapy hand slid over his cock and balls he figured that his plans for sex falling through didn't mean he couldn't get himself off. He would just have to make love to Stacie after they got back. The idea had started as an odd feeling in the pit of her stomach and had grown stronger with time. Now, the more Besanna thought about being with her dad the more she wanted him. Her mom would freak if she knew. Then she fused at herself, you're going to be a basket case if you don't calm down! She needed to think of something else or at least have a release. "Aunt Melissa, I need to go to my room for a while." She headed for her bedroom to play. Melissa's imagination was manufacturing visions of her brother and her having sex. She jumped when Besanna spoke to her. "That's fine," and watched her niece leave. She couldn't seem to think of anything else. Damn she was horny. She wondered what her brother's cock looked like all hard and swollen. She could almost feel it in her. Melissa had wanted him for years but had never acted upon it. The thought of him pushing his hard cock deep inside of her was making her get even wetter. Dan's slick fingers rubbing his sensitive skin soon gave him an erection. The soap glistening off of his hard cock made him wish he was in the shower with his wife. Nah, if she had been there she wouldn't have wanted to get wet right before they went out. Her hand reached inside of her pants and she started playing with herself. "Mm," her finger wasn't what she wanted inside of her, but it would have to do. "Ooh," rubbing her clit felt wonderful. Finally, she couldn't stand it and went to the bathroom. She approached the door and listened to him in the shower. She knew that what she was doing was crazy, but her hand turned the door knob. How would he react? What if she were caught? She knew she couldn't have sex with him, at least not here and now, but maybe they could fool around a little. As Dan continued to rub himself he could almost feel his cock sliding into her soft hot pussy. "Oh man that would be so good." Then he heard her in the bathroom. He wanted his wife so much and knew it wasn't going to happen, at least not until they got back from going out. That didn't mean she couldn't help him get off. He quickly rinsed the soap off of his cock and stuck it through a hole in the shower curtain. "Stacie, would you be interested in sucking your husband?" He couldn't believe he heard her hesitate -- she loved sucking his cock. She even tried to find different positions so it would feel different for both of them. "Come on Honey, p-l-e-a-s-e." She was so surprised that he had just stuck his cock threw the shower curtain, that she just stood there. Licking her lips, she could almost taste his hot cum shooting into her mouth. Opening her pants and pushing them and her panties down, she bent in front of his cock. He heard Stacie moving around the bathroom and wondered why his wife was taking so long. He soon forgot all about it as he felt her fingers start to play with his cock. She wrapped her fingers around him and squeezed making the head turn purple. Her other hand reached between her legs and her fingers started rubbing her clit again. She let her tongue snake out and licked his cockhead. Bending her neck in just the right way, she took it clear into her throat. She loved this and stayed there, with the cock down her mouth, for just a moment. Having her lips around a hard cock was a luscious feeling. Being in control of what they were doing was a powerful feeling. "Mm," her mouth was magic on his cock. Stacie could use her lips and tongue as she sucked him in a way that was amazing. He loved it. She was so good at it and was always careful not to use her teeth. He felt her using one of her hands to stroke his cock in time with her head, which always made him feel like he was deep in her throat. No that wasn't right, this felt different. Then he figured it out -- he really was deep in her throat! "Oh babe, you must really be into this. You've never done that before." Sucking him several times, she was really getting into how his hard cock felt slipping in and out of her mouth. She started sliding her finger into her pussy as well as rubbing against her clit. His cock felt great against her tongue. Sliding back up to the tip of his cock she flicked her tongue against it and tried to push the tip of her tongue into his hole. She knew she couldn't, of course, but she liked the idea of it. Using a different motion with her hand this time, she let her fingers move in a corkscrew motion. Usually she would be playing with his balls which she couldn't do this time because of the shower curtain. Her pussy was sopping wet, and she inserted two fingers, moving them in and out. The intensity of what she was doing was acting like a drug, and was going to make get off. She started sucking harder, wanting to taste his cum. Dan loved this! Getting sucked off while the shower water beat down on his skin was erotic and sensual. Stacie had sucked him off many times, but she had never done it this way before. Maybe she was just trying to make him cum faster. She was going to do it too. The sensation from her mouth on his hard cock was flowing right into his balls. "Damn honey, you're fantastic at this." He felt her nibble his cock head in response. This was one of the better positions for him; he hoped that she liked doing it this way. Her body started rocking in rhythm to her fingers sliding in and out, which matched her motion of sucking him. It felt like she was making his cock fuck her pussy instead of her mouth. She would be satisfied with tasting his cum this time but next time she would feel his hard cock pounding deep in her pussy as his balls slapped against her. The sensation of her mouth sucking combined with her wet lips sliding all along his shaft. His balls started to swell with the need to release there load. He knew that his cock got thicker about this point but his wife was obviously up to it. He felt her actually go back to deep throating him, and his cockhead hit the back of her throat! The pleasure exploded from between her legs. Her orgasm rocketed through her and she had to force herself to keep sucking his cock. Each time her fingers went in and out of her pussy his cock went in and out of her mouth and she received another orgasm. His wife was actually slurping him. He would enjoy fucking her later after they got back, but he felt like returning the favor for such an awesome blowjob. He would ram his cock into her pussy but not before her made her get off using his mouth. The thought of his tongue licking her pussy lips as she squirmed on the bed put him over the top. "I'm cumming." He felt her start sucking hard. It was a little harder than he liked but it still felt good enough to keep him cumming. Hot cum shot out of him and he could hear her swallowing every drop and she kept on trying to get more. She loved the taste of hot cum and his load was huge. Reluctantly, she knew she had to get out of there. She had pressed her luck enough. She would find a way to have sex with him some other time. His balls had given the last drop they could and he was starting to get soft. Feeling her let go of his cock, he heard her moving around. "Thanks babe, I love when you do that." She left without saying a word. Her smile said it all; he would love other things with her as well. Dan finished his shower and got dressed. He wanted to thank his wife again but not let Besanna and Melissa hear. He went to the kitchen but only found his daughter and sister. Stacie came in the front door and could tell the others were in the kitchen. She poked her head in and found everyone looking at her. "Hi honey, sorry I'm late. I had a last minute problem at work." Dan had a weird feeling in the pit of his stomach, "Are you just getting home?" "Yeah, but it won't take a minute for me to change." After his wife left the room, Dan kept looking from Besanna to Melissa and back again. One of them shared a secret with him, but which one? Did his younger sister come into his bathroom and make her brother cum in her mouth? Or did his 19 year old daughter suck her daddy off? He had thought it was his wife, but she hadn't even gotten home yet. He kept staring at them both, but he couldn't tell a thing. One of them hadn't done anything and one had given him an awesome blowjob. ***** All right, which one was it? You have to tell me who the second chapter will be about, the daughter or the sister.