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The Taxi Driver Task Force

Copyright© 2018 by Diane Destry

Chapter 18

Thriller Sex Story: Chapter 18 - San Francisco Police Detective Trish Cavanaugh didn't want the transfer from the Serious Crimes Squad to the Taxi Driver Task Force because it was the sort of case that only came along once in a lifetime and she was happy being the low gal on the totem pole right where she was. Now she is all caught up in the horror of a serial killer that toys with his female victims in ways that wake her up at night shaking with the vision of his limitless evil.

Caution: This Thriller Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Mult   Coercion   Consensual   Rape   Gay   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Crime   Cheating   Humiliation   Rough   Spanking   Group Sex   Interracial   Black Male   White Female   Anal Sex   Cream Pie   Exhibitionism   Oral Sex   Voyeurism   Size   Violence  

Day 18 (25 October 2018) Notes for Taxi Driver Task Force initiated on 8 October 2018

(Detective Trish Cavanaugh Badge 3446 SFPD)

Author’s Notes: This is the eighteenth chapter of this 26 chapter story. I realize that this story will have to be revised from the beginning in a more logical format. In order to make it more readable for the first time reader, I will insert a short summary of the first 17 chapters here for readers that do not want to sort through the unrevised content to get the gist of the story.

Previous Content Summary: This story is narrated through the eyes of Detective Trish Cavanaugh of the SFPD (San Francisco Police Department) She joined the SFPD out of her program in Police Science at Sacramento State University and eventually found her way to the Serious Crimes Unit. She volunteered for the Taxi Driver Task Force as the first female Detective on the task force. Her past service with the SFPD was somewhat checkered with mistakes such as shooting her partner in the ass with an unfortunate ricochet off a metal locker located close to the rear exit of the crime scene. Her ex-husband is an assistant District Attorney, and he re-married a young booking clerk in the office with her showing a round belly from his rampant cock working overtime to please any female cop junkie with a willingness to spread their legs on command. She finds it difficult to accept because in ten years of marriage all they had to show for it was an adopted child. Of course, she loved her little girl more than life itself, but it was still disconcerting knowing all the times he had insisted on using a rubber to keep them a two income family.

The task force was a disorganized chaotic situation and the victims piled up as the years passed and the body count multiplied with each accumulating murder. The serial murderer became increasingly more brutal with each victim discovered in various locales. They had multiple suspects and persons of interest, but none of them had all the necessary ingredients to fit the bill for the depraved perpetrator of the bloody crimes.

Trish’s collection of crime scene photos grew with each added murder. She put them under lock and key because she didn’t want her adopted daughter to ever accidently find them and see the brutality of the real world all around her.

Trish reports that there were fourteen victims in the mix of women murdered by the serial killer known as “The Taxi Driver Killer” She had three primary suspects, all missing key elements of a pronounced serial killer and several other “persons of interest” that had shown connections to multiple victims at certain points of time. I plan to revise the first seventeen chapters and presenting the new content as “The Taxi Driver Task Force Revised 2021” after finishing the story at chapter 26.


The entire SFPD was in a state of flux after numerous attacks on the police stations in the city as part of the “Black Lives Matter” and “Defund the Police” protests that seemed to last forever with no possibility of ending anytime soon.

The interest in the “Taxi Driver Task Force” had taken a back seat to the current problems faced by the city with regard to enforcing the justice system. Some of this was caused by the fact that he had claimed no new victims for the past six months and the press was more interested in the increase in violent crime in the city and the homeless problem which was so deeply ingrained into the atmosphere in the city that the residents were beginning to lose all hope and simply decided to sell out and move elsewhere.

Trish still had a stack of documents on her desk from the families of the fourteen known victims and no answers to give them about any new developments.

With the budgetary cutbacks, the Task Force had been reduced to a skeleton crew and all overtime was eliminated without any comment from her boss in the Headquarters. Her new boyfriend had been reassigned to Burglary Division and she had no way of asking for more funding because of the changing environment downtown.

The FBI now comprised the majority of the Task Force members, and I had lost my two female investigators according to the memo on my desk to greet me first thing in the morning. I knew now that I had to revise my notes, and I decided to start at the beginning and, try to use a fresh eye at all the details in an attempt to discover some clues we might have missed in the first go round.

To make matters even worse, I was called into the admin section to be informed that we would have to give up two of our assigned vehicles at noon that day because of the cutbacks.

I made certain that they would be the two all electrical cars that the SFPD had purchased with State Funds at outrageous prices from the brother-in-law car dealer of the police chief at Headquarters. Those cars were useless for chases and they were constantly in need of recharging because the battery was not as heavy duty as described.

The remaining cars had a lot of mileage on them, but they were good on the highway and well-maintained by our excellent motor pool.

I was reading my report on the first person-of-interest in the file when I noticed that he worked at an auto repair shop over in Oakland where one of the victims had her car fixed shortly before her murder.

It was an oversight that should not have happened, and I immediately drove over to the shop to see if he was still working there. I discovered that he had left employment and moved to a town called Susan on the way to Sacramento.

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