An Enduring Love Story

Everything was done properly almost as if “a time for everything and for everything a time” as he approached the study. Old world charm and decadence oozed from the study, but before he could enter he was intercepted by a maid. She curtsied and very politely said “excuse me sir, but no one, absolutely no one interrupts mi’lady when she is in her study”. A stare down as Parker eyed the wisp of an Irish girl until the butler appeared and nodded silently that Parker was to be introduced.

Parker was tall for a copper. He was proud of his 6’2” bearing. His dark hair; thick and full that he kept short and his pair of blue eyes that appeared to study only the person that he was talking with. His friends said his eyes studied you as if you were the
Finally, he moved out of her circle of control, idly looking at the books shelved neatly in alphabetical order by author. He took his time and the silence was deafening as he thought he would like to read many of the titles as they were not available in the local library, but his eyes came to a book on Indian Love Making entitled simply “the Karma Sutra” and he smiled, blushing slightly as he continued to look. This broke the silence and he spoke.

“So I am to understand that you think the dalliance with Rachel was the cause of his death?” Carefully he made a note to talk to Rachel next, but he still had to make sure she knew he was in control.

“Miss Lovelace, I know discretion is what you want at this time, but what I want it to find a murderer.” He came back, his eyes looking into hers, looking for motive or a cause “I am staying here until the crime is solved.” A pause as he wanted her off guard as he continued “do you have any additional sex toys or bondage materials that I can inventory? Also, is bondage a theme at this house and are you a Madame who procures whatever your guest’s desire?”

His look was one of utter professionalism as he waited for her