Episode 60: MacDETH

Harbinger Shoals! Twenty minutes before D-Day! Daddy Day! Dolan Day!

Mindy Biles brought her husband Clinton brunch. Knowing he was trapped out there at the Shoals on guard duty, his first unofficial day as a Caretaker Deputy, he had text her to bring him some Egg McMuffins, unfortunately she was going to miss the breakfast menu by five minutes. Assholes! A Big Mac for Big Daddy would have to suffice. Out of her way and one of the few fast-food outlets in a twenty-mile radius she played the good wife and made the effort.

Arriving at the Shoals she found a slew of parked cars out on the dirt road running alongside the property and back into the wilderness. Each time she drove out here she was creeped out by the deathly serene area. Who in their right mind would want to live out here? Nick Sanchez tastes were debatable in that sense.

“FBI? I hope they let me in.” She pulled up behind a car where a pair of lower-level agents were drinking coffee and waiting on their superiors to conclude their investigation of a discovered body in a crypt below the home itself. Waving at them she revealed her McDonald’s bag to show off the golden arches as a telltale sign as to why she was there. Carefully getting out she met one of them halfway. “Good morning! I’m Mindy Biles my husband Clinton is a deputy on duty here. He asked me to bring him breakfast, well, lunch.”

“Bring enough for everybody?” The young man chuckled!

“If I’d known I would have been happy to have obliged.” She sat her bags on a car trunk and used her cell to call her man. “I’m across the bridge baby. If you can break away long enough to come eat.”

“On my way! I’m on the back porch, give me five minutes.” Hanging up Clinton who had been standing guard along with Officer Randall Koones patted his new partner on the shoulder. “Hang tight, Randy, I’ll share a hash brown with you.” Curly Fries! Shit out of luck on those hash browns.

“I’m good, I think I ate the last piece of pizza Nick had delivered last night. Thanks man! Go hug the wife.”

“Will do! See you in a few if I don’t fall asleep in her arms.”

Clinton stepped inside the house and made his way out the front. Randy sighing at a cool morning breeze off of the Atlantic could definitely use a nap himself. With no one near he chose to relieve his bladder off to the right side of the newly built back deck. Easing his pent-up agony, he zipped up and shot glances out into the timber. It was so thick back there it was almost spooky. No, it was the making of a horror movie. Most of the front of the property was cleared and groomed, but the back half was still untouched. The only thing active out there was the chatter of a raccoon and butterflies in flight. It might be beautiful if the sun could pierce the blanket of cypress trees.

“Must be that Hamburglar I hear ole’ Dawn Bearpaw was feeding. Probably smells the McDonald’s Mindy brought out. Sorry I ate all the McPizza little buddy.” A belch and a fart later he remained there yawning. “All clear!” That is until he heard Nick Sanchez talking on his cell.

Stepping down into the grass, at least that much was mowed down up to the timberline, Randy peeked around the side of the house and spotted Maxine Park squatting to pee. Eyes bulging at her tattooed ass cheeks he rubbed his chin. “Daaaamn! That is one fine woman.”

With Nick standing with his back to him Koones spotted the homeowner unzip his fly and begin urinating around her. “Ohhh, hell! That fella is one crazy bastard. I hope she doesn’t have him arrested for indecency. His property sure, but hell I just rained on his yard myself. She sure doesn’t look appalled by his ... Christ! His dick is bigger than mine. What’s he doing pissing all around her?” Eyes flaring at how brazen Nick’s actions were, he listened to his conversation and realized he needed to back off.

Stepping away his left foot bumped into something of substantial weight. Looking down as he caught his balance, he realized he had a furry sidekick. Jumping in step he froze fearing he might be attacked but instead he saw the raccoon simply sitting there looking up at him without any form of bitterness.

“Well, I’ll be! I reckon those sonic defenses Sanchez installed aren’t as full proof as the installers say. That or you are deaf.” Easing away Randy walked slowly back to the deck and up. Resting on the floor of the deck was a sealed pizza box which he plucked up. Opening it he found two sections of uneaten crust. “You’re in luck.” Tossing the dough down to the ground the raccoon sniffed at it and began eating. “Bon Appetite! You’re awful friendly I’ll give you that.” Deputized! At least it helped against the boredom.

Across the bridge Clinton Biles made his way toward his wife. Seeing her chatting with the two FBI agents he stopped to watch her actions. Was she flirting with them? Not really, but she was on her best behavior in killing time. Before finishing his trek across the bridge, he noticed another car arriving. “What’s Britney doing out here?” Good question!

Continuing on he made himself known. Joining the agents, he patted his belly. “Give me those, woman, before I eat you.” She responded with a bashful flutter of lashes and passed him the bag. As he sorted through it realizing he had a burger and fries he shrugged over the discrepancy and nodded at the new arrival. “Any reason why Brit is out here?”

“I’m leaving our car here for you. She called me after going to the bank and suggested it so you didn’t have to wait on me later if Dolan cuts you loose.”

“Good idea! Who’s that with Brit?”

“Dolan’s daughter Alexis.”

“Any reason why she’s getting out of the car naked?”

“WHAT?” Mindy whipped around to see Brit walking their way with Ali not far behind but tossing her clothing into Britney’s car seat. The agents immediately perked up at the young woman’s perfect little body.

“That’s the Sheriff’s daughter?” Agent Sawyer Wilcox couldn’t even blink.

“Let me take care of this before we need to tell her dad.” Clinton handed Mindy his burger container. Pointing behind Britney on his way toward her the newest homeowner turned and instantly went pale.

“GET YOUR CLOTHES ON.” Britney lost her shit! “RIGHT THIS MINUTE!”

“Free spirit! I told you, Britney.” Ali retaliated and dodged her taking off into a run. As big as Clinton was, he couldn’t capture her. The agents instead of being in arrest mode actually laughed at the chaotic scene. “FREE AS A BIRD!” Arms extended out as if flying she breezed by the agents and Mindy. “FBI stands for Female Body Inspector. Look at me Boys.”

“JAILBIRD IF YOU KEEP THIS UP.” Britney gave chase with Clinton. “I AM TIRED OF THIS BABYSITTING CRAP!”

“Hey cuties!” Ali flipped her tongue out at the agents. “Why aren’t you guys doing your jobs? Pin me to the ground already.”

“THAT’S ENOUGH!” Clinton roared!

“You must be, Bear. Hi, I’m Ali. You can hug me too if you want. You have to catch me first though.” Weave! Weave! Dodge! “You know you want to give me a cavity search. I might be hiding a concealed weapon. Not telling you where!” Giggling she was just too fast for any of them. Stopping cold in his tracks Clinton pulled out his cell and made the call.

“Dolan? You better get out here your kid is streaking in front of agents. I can’t catch her she’s too wiry. Right!” Hanging up Clinton just waved everyone to relax, and he returned to Mindy with a peaceful shrug. Digging into his bag he opened his burger and began eating. Agents Wilcox and Brigham simply ignored her and chatted with both Mindy and Brit. Now both women were batting lashes at the agents. Clinton didn’t care.

“So, where are you two headed? Three if you catch blondie there.”

“Furniture shopping. I got the keys to the house so Mindy and I are going to Cordoba to see what we can find.”

“Nice! I’m ready for bed so get a big cozy king.”

“Built for three.” Brit giggled! “Oh! They’re married. I’m just the girlfriend. Still single if you boys are looking.”

“MINE!” Clinton made it clear.

“Scratch that.” She giggled! “Taken!”

“You guys are no fun.” Ali swooped by and shook her tits at the agents. “Here I am breaking the law and you guys are watching him eat. Eat me darn it!”

“Ignore her! Let her dad deal with the nympho.”

“You do know she has to be arrested for this, right?” Agent Neil Brigham sighed. “Cute kid but it is our job. Well, if you’re a deputy it’s technically yours.”

“First day on the job. No uniform yet. Well, no badge neither but I’m on the force. The Sheriff can handle his kid.”

“As if!” Ali taunted them, bending over and mooning the agents, prying her cheeks apart to offer them a brilliant pink pussy, hoping to be filled. Bitch was crazy! Wilcox shook his head at her and tried not to lust but come on she was gorgeous and begging for sex. In another world he would have been hammering her up against his car.

Yet another arrival the agents lured their gaze away and stood curious. “Who do we have here?” Brigham took the lead walking out to meet the driver. Wilcox chose a different tactic. Easing from the trio of lovers he stepped toward Ali with a warm smile.

“Any idea who that is?”

“More trouble than me.” She laughed! “My dad is going to kill her.”

“Excuse me?”

“Nobody is looking. Want to fuck?”

“On duty! Tempting, but I can’t.” He chuckled! “So, who is that?”

“Opal! I think she works for, Mister Sanchez. She seduced my dad I hear, drugged him even.”

“Oh, really?” That cocked an eyebrow. “This day is just full of surprises. Like this one!” He caught Alexis off guard looking toward the black van. Grabbing both of her arms he pinned them behind her and lifted her off the ground and carried her to his car. Clinton and the girls just let him do what was required. Cuffing Ali and reading her the Miranda she just laughed at him, that and gyrated her ass right up on his crotch. Unnerved by her Wilcox just held her there.

“I got her.” He was having fun but trying not to look like it.

Sheriff Dolan Roster walked up behind them, joined by the rest of the FBI including Special Agents Monroe and Ramirez then forensics expert Ivy McDaniel. Picking Ali up by her waist Dolan hauled her to Herb DeWhitt’s patrol car. Opening the door to the backseat he forced her inside and slammed the door on her. Screaming ignored, Dolan walked off and made his apologies. Wilcox gave him the key to the cuffs and sighed. “I bet she’s a handful!”

“Not my problem for much longer. Sorry, you had to see that. Ever since her mother passed, she’s been pretty uncontrollable.”

“I’m sorry I brought her out here with me Dolan.” Britney swooped in! “CC stuck me with her. I don’t mind helping but she has a mind of her own. I intended to take Ali with Mindy and I to go shopping in Cordoba.”

“Stand by on that.” Dolan was eying the black van. “Agent? Blind eye?” He sneered at Wilcox.

“Concerning your daughter? That’s on you.”

“I don’t mean Ali! For what you might witness in the next five minutes.” Leaving Wilcox, he walked past Clinton and Mindy and headed for the van. Outside the black beast stood the leather clad Opal Savage, bounty hunter extraordinaire. Seeing Dolan coming Opal gnashed her teeth at Brigham after explaining her reason for being there.

“You might want to give me and the Sheriff some space.” Opal hissed with a wink. Neil nodded and took his leave. The second he turned Dolan doubled up his fist and slugged Opal in the jaw. Her body slammed back into her van Black Box. Brigham hearing the thud turned to see Dolan wrestling Opal into position to cuff her. What the hell was going on around here?

“Sheriff?”

“Miranda first!” He read Opal her rights as she glared left toward the congregation of awestruck observers. Clinton Biles kept on eating and simply watched it all unfold. Mindy filling him in on what CC had endured with this woman it all made sense. Herb DeWhitt arriving next witnessed the apprehension and stepped in trying to understand his boss and dear friend better.

“What exactly is going on here Dolan?”

“After her business here is done, I want you to take her back to the station and lock her up. I’ll let you in on things later.”

“Understood!”

“Go sit with Ali she’s in your car. If she starts yelling, you can spank her ass.”

“I will not be laying a finger on your kid. She will want me to keep doing it.”

“Then mace her and let your car air out.” Dolan hissed and turned Opal around. “You and I are so not done.”

“Good! Maybe next round you and I can bring your tattooed girlfriend to bed with us.”

“You will stay away from Caprice, or I’ll lock you up for good.”

“I doubt that. Trust me, Nick won’t let you arrest me.”

“He has no say.”

“You just keep on believing that Stud.” Brigham was clueless when he was approached by his superiors Don Monroe and Elijah Ramirez.

“Everything alright here, Sheriff?” Don intervened trying not to drool over Opal’s amount of flesh in attendance. Opal purred at him with a wink. “Down, Kittycat!”

“Oh, no! It’s you that will go down.”

“Domina, I see.”

“A man who worships toes I see.” Eyes bulging, he turned away quickly. On the way out here ShadowBitch aka Dyson had filled Opal in on all of the agents in attendance. Every dirty little secret. “Get ready, Sheriff, Nick is about to set you straight.”

“Not in my jurisdiction he won’t.”

“I can’t wait for this.” She continued purring. “Here he comes to save the day.”

Nick Sanchez, followed by forensics photographer Maxine Park joined the party. Marching right by everyone Nick stopped only to invite Ivy McDaniel along. The pudgy woman flared her eyes at him but did trail his lead, Maxine right behind her as support. Camera ready just in case.

“Did you bring the skull?” Nick reached Dolan and Opal.

“In Black Box! Bagged and ready. Oh! Before Pretty Boy here uncuffs me there’s something I didn’t have time to tell you, you hung up on me.” She watched Nick open the driver’s door and climb inside. In the meanwhile, Opal eyed Maxine with a look of intrigue. Max smiled but withheld anything more. Ivy looked horrified by the woman in leather.

“Share it with the rest of us.” Dolan advised her.

“If you would have given me a minute I would have. Tiger by her tail, Baby?”

“ENOUGH!”

Nick stepped back out with the skull and closed the door. Ignoring Opal, he first posed the skull he called Ollie before Ivy as if he were MacBeth. It was so adorable that Maxine snapped a photo of his actions. Sneering at her for taking his picture Maxine lowered her 35MM and then her gaze. Oops! “This belongs to me if it has nothing to do with the body in the crypt. I’ll find a resting place for him when the time is right. Do your DNA tests and get back to me.” He handed it to Ivy.

“I’ll make certain to take good care of him.”

“Any guesses off the top of your head, and his.”

“Definitely a male skull. We could have a love connection. The deterioration on this skull could fit the timetable on the skeletal remains. I’ll cross check it all.”

“Good!” Nick turned to show Opal the smaller baggy. “What is this?”

“The part I didn’t have a chance to relay. That Zera woman and her caregiver found it out in a field near her old home. That premonition part you didn’t let me finish.”

“Who is Zera?” Dolan narrowed his eyes.

“Irene Amador.” Nick volunteered. “We might need to have her seen by a doctor again. It appears the blow to her head might have opened up a new persona within her. I’ll pay for her care once we establish it.”

“Wonderful! Where is Irene now?”

“Shopping!” Opal smirked! “I believe she found my attire to her liking.” So did every agent out there. “As I was saying Major, the necklace was unearthed from the soil so I don’t have any idea how she could have known to find it. If you look closely there is dried blood on it.” Nick lifted the baggy and squinted. Sure enough!

“McDaniel?”

“Yes?”

“Add this to your to do list. See what you can make of it.”

“Notice the engraving Nick.” Opal added. “On the back it says Burke loves Eliza.”

“Eliza?” Dolan Roster perked up and reached for the baggy to examine it.

“Know an Eliza?” Nick took interest.

“Possibly! Dad had a missing person’s case years ago. An Elizabeth Brown. Once Ivy there does her thing, I’ll call her parents and see if their daughter had a necklace like that.” He ventured to take a picture of it with his cell to show them. “I don’t want to get their hopes up if this is a false lead.”

“Dolan?” Britney Saunders stepped in! “I know it’s coincidence, but I just bought the home that belonged to the Brown family.”

“Nice place. If this does have a connection to Elizabeth, I might drop by there and do another looksee at her old home. Maybe bring the parents and my dad by if you don’t mind.”

“Absolutely! If there’s anything I can do to help solve this, I’m in. As a matter of fact, once Lowell at the bank told me about Elizabeth, I made a donation to her family.”

“Good soul, Saunders! I’ll let you know. Nick? I’m arresting your bloodhound here. You know what she did.”

“Here it comes.” Opal lifted her cuffs in wait to be uncuffed.

“Lock her up! I’ll be by later to scold her.” Nick turned away.

“WHAT?”

“What you did was wrong, Savage. This goes beyond Dolan and Caprice. Need I remind you of your carelessness around Midnight’s mother?”

“How is that my fault? I didn’t tell her to... “ She shut up about T16R355 around the FBI. “Fine! At least I might get a decent night’s sleep.” Dolan wanted to laugh at her for being so smug but refrained.

“Let’s go drug dealer.” He whispered and took her away. “Saunders! With me!” In a hurry Britney followed Dolan and Opal to Herb DeWhitt’s car. Reaching the vehicle Dolan opened the door to find Ali with a sock stuffed into her mouth. Herb was rubbing his bare foot chuckling.

“That shut her up.”

“Whatever it takes. Herb, I want you to escort Ms. Savage to the jailhouse and lock her up.”

“Got it! What about Ali?” He waited for a response until after Dolan seated Opal. Opal eying Alexis she smiled. Ali nearly wet her seat at the imposing woman. Closing the car door Dolan walked around to the other side and opened the opposing passenger door. Dragging his daughter out he used the cuff key belonging to Agent Wilcox to unlock her binding. Sock removed he tossed it in through the front seat window.