“Hello, this is Detective Miller.” Sarah answered the phone.
“Hey, Sarah, It’s Detective Mark Thomas from Overland, I have a question for you about a report you took last fall concerning The Backdoor.”
Detective Thomas explained the discovery of a female body not to far from The Backdoor and had found Sarah’s incident report on Grace.
Sarah called Grace.
Grace awoke to her phone beeping, she reached over to the nightstand. It said one missed call from Sarah Miller.
“What the hell, does she want.” Grace said sitting up in bed.
“What dose who want?” Eric asked from the other room. Grace got up and joined Eric in the kitchen.
“Detective Sarah Miller.” Grace answered.
Grace sat at the kitchen table and dialed the phone.
“This is Detective Miller.”
“It’s Grace Summers, you called?’
“Thanks for calling back, they found a body of a young women, out on route 18, just outside of Overland.” Sarah said.
“This has to do with me how?” Grace asked.
“She had similar markings on her, that match your report form last fall.”
Grace just sat for a moment taking in what Sarah was saying. Another woman had gone to The Backdoor for a good time and now she is dead. Grace had tried not to remember that night, but pieces of it had begun to float back into her mind.
“You are the only one that has made a report about The Backdoor.” Sarah said.
“If you happen to remember anything else about that night it could help. Grace, she was only 23.” Sarah said.
“I will think about it.” Grace said and hung up the phone.
“What was that about?” Eric asked.
“A dead woman, was found out on route 18, I think I know who did it.” Grace answered.
Since coming back to Eric’s apartment after that forgotten night at The Backdoor, Grace and Eric had been playing house with each other like an old married couple. Grace felt comfortable and safe with Eric and Eric enjoyed having Grace around to look after.
Grace and Eric decided to take a road trip out to route 18, to see if It would jog Grace’s memory. They drove north out of town, past Barney’s Bar & Grill, past The Northward Inn and into downtown Overland. It had been a while but it all looked the same, a quiet little town, of ordinary looking people going about their daily lives.
They drove out towards route 18 and the truck stop. Then there it was the large warehouse looking building, surrounded by a small dirt parking lot that stretched out into a field of forgotten wheat. With just a simple small wooden sign over the door, The Backdoor it read. The parking lot was empty and it looked run down. They pulled into the parking lot and Grace pulled out a map of the area. She was looking for where she had woken up after that forgotten night at The Backdoor.
“This may be something.” She said to Eric as they looked at a road that turned off of route 18 about a mile down.
“Let’s go check it out.” Eric started the car and they drove further down route 18.
They turned off on to a dirt road that twisted and turned into the woods, it was an overcast day but the dense trees made the road much darker that it needed to be. Eric flipped the switch for the headlights in Grace’s little Honda, as they continued along the dirt road. They came to a dead stop, a shiver ran up Grace’s back, making her shutter. A large two story, log cabin looking house stood in front of them.
“That’s it. That is the house I woke up in.” Grace said. Eric took note of the house number and the name of the road they had turned on.
“We need to go talk to Sarah.” Grace said. Eric agreed and they headed back out of Overland.
Grace and Eric sat in the police station waiting to speak with Detective Sarah Miller.
“You can come back now.” An Officer escorted Grace and Eric into an interview room.
“So what do we have?” Sarah asked.
“We drove out to The Backdoor and we found the house off of Route 18.” Grace answered.
“The house you woke up in, but didn’t know where you were?”
“Yep that one, it has an address, 870 West Ridge Rd. off of Route 18.” Eric said.
“Can we see the report on the dead woman?” Eric asked.
“Only because you are also a Detective and Grace was the only one to come forward.” She handed the file to Eric.
Grace and Eric read over the report. Woman found naked, bruises on wrists and ankles. Scratches and bruising on inner thighs. Bruising around eyes and mouth, skin under fingernails. Identified as Anna Miller age 23. Eric looked at Sarah.
“Relation?” He asked her.
“She’s my niece.” Sarah said.
“I will run the address and see if we can find and owner. I will let you know what I find.” Sarah showed them back out to the front entrance.
When Grace and Eric returned to Eric’s apartment, Grace wrapped her arms around Eric and kissed him deeply.
“Thanks for helping me find the house.” Grace said.
She lead Eric into the bedroom and pushed him down onto the bed, she unclipped her hair letting her red hair fall over her shoulders as she slowly started to take off her clothes, first sliding off her shoes. She swayed back and forth while undoing her jeans, sliding them down to her ankles and stepping out of them.
Eric just laid back on the bed and enjoyed, Grace pulled her shirt off over her head and then undid her bra and slipped off her panties. She then moved to the bed and helped Eric take off his pants and shirt. She moved up and pulled down Eric’s boxers and discarded them to the floor. Grace lowered herself over Eric’s erect cock and slid it into her mouth, sucking and rubbing her hand along his shaft. Eric let out a moan of pleasure and leaned back on the bed, he ran his hands through Grace’s hair. She sucked harder and let his cock slide in and out of her mouth.
Grace stopped and move over on top of Eric, straddling his hips and sliding his hard cock into her wet pussy. Grace let out a moan, and Eric reached up and caressed her breasts, pinching her nipples, making them hard. Grace moaned and leaned back, pushing against Eric letting his cock slide deeper into her. She moved back and forth, thrusting faster and deeper, fucking Eric, till they came together.
The next morning Grace awoke to the smell of coffee brewing and the sound of bacon frying. Grace got up pulled on her robe and went into the kitchen.
“Morning.” Eric said as he gave her a kiss and put a plate of scrambled eggs, toast and bacon down in front of her.
Grace started eating as he poured her coffee.
“So what’s up?” Grace asked in between bites.
“Sarah called this morning. She found a name.” Eric said.
Grace stopped eating and looked up at Eric.
“It’s Sean isn’t it?” She asked, Eric just nodded.
“Finish eating and then we will figure out what you want to do next.”
Grace entered The Backdoor wearing her tight jeans, low cut black top and ankle boots. She headed over to the bar and ordered a shot of Jack, she downed the shot and hit the pool tables. A good looking guy in jeans and a t-shirt was shooting a game. Grace picked up a cue stick and make eye contact with the guy.
“Care for a game, best out of 5?” Grace asked.
“Sure.” He said and racked the balls for a new game.
Grace took her time shooting this game of pool, watching the room and taking note of the older grey haired guy sitting towards the back of the room.
A woman in her mid 30’s with shoulder length dark hair entered The Backdoor, she was dressed in dark jeans and a tight t-shirt that helped accent her nice chest. She took a seat at the bar ordered a beer and a BLT. While she ate her sandwich and drank her beer, she watched the crowd of people, some dancing, others eating and a few playing pool.
“Would you like another or something stronger?” A male voice said beside her. She cleared her throat.
“I wouldn’t say no to a shot of Jack.” The woman answered. She gave him a smile and he ordered her a shot and took the seat next to her at the bar.
“I am Sarah.” She said and put out her hand.
“Sean.” He answered shaking her hand.
They chatted about how warm it was getting so early into spring and other mundane daily small talk.
“One for the road?” Sean asked.
“Sure.” Sarah said. Grace had finished her game of pool and was now standing behind Sean looking at Sarah. Sean ordered two more shots of Jack and turned away from
Sarah before handing her the drink. Grace just watched as he slipped a small pill into the drink, it dissolved instantly. He turned back towards Sarah and handed her the shot.
“Cheers.” Sean said.
“I don’t think so.” Grace said from behind Sean. He turned around to face her.
“We can take this outside.” She said, Sean agreed and walked out with Grace and Sarah into the parking lot.
“Let’s go to your place, Sean.” Grace said.
They walked over to Grace’s Honda, Sean and Sarah got in the back. Eric was behind the wheel Grace got in and they headed down Route 18, and turned on to West Ridge Rd. The car was dead silent, then Grace spoke.
“I want to see where you took me and what you did to me.” She said looking at Sean. He just sat there knowing he was outnumbered. They pulled up in front of the house and they all got out.
“Let’s go.” Eric said taking Sean by the elbow and leading him to the front door. Sean took out his keys and unlocked the door.
“Show me.” Grace said. He lead them through the kitchen to a door that had a padlock on it. Sean unlocked it, opened the door, flipped the light switch and they headed downstairs to the basement.
The cinder block walls were cold and damp. There was a faint smell of burnt candles, vanilla Grace thought to herself. There was a queen size bed against the far wall, it had a wooden foot and headboard. There were strands of red stained rope hanging off the four corner posts of the bed. The sheets on the bed were smeared with streaks of blood. Grace took a wooden kitchen chair from the side of the bed and moved, next to the foot of the bed.
“Sit.” She told Sean. He took a seat on the chair, Grace then handcuffed his arms behind him and tied his ankles to the legs of the chair. Sarah and Eric just watched, allowing her to get her answers.
“Why?” Grace asked.
“Why, not it was easy.” Sean said. Grace moved towards Sean and straddled his lap, she leaned into him and whispered.
“Like it’s easy for me to make you hard.” She rubbed her hand along his croch and he tried to move away. She could feel his cock starting to get hard.
“What exactly did you do to me?” She asked he looked at her and smiled.
“Nothing you didn’t want or enjoy.” He answered Grace moved off of him.
“You know what, I think we are done here.” Grace said.
She walked over to Eric, kissed him and he handed her his gun. Grace turned to look at Sarah, she nodded.
Grace raised the gun and shot Sean in the head, his body when limp. Eric uncuffed and untied him. He fell to the floor.
Eric, Grace and Sarah went upstairs and put the padlock back on the basement door. When out to Grace’s Honda and drove back to The Backdoor to drop Sarah off at her vehicle. Grace got out and gave Sarah a hug. She smiled at Grace and got into her car and drove away. Grace and Eric drove home. Eric reached over and squeezed Grace’s hand.
“I love you.” He said. She smiled and said.
“I know, I love you too.”