The Last Friggin' Day - Day 28

And Then My Brain Exploded

My life was flashing before my eyes. It had been a good life. I was happy with it. Funny how fear made you able to see what was going on around you while at the same time flashing back on days gone by. A click as Silver unlatched the safety on his service revolver brought me back to my surroundings.

"Don't do it, John. You won't get away with it"

"Sure I will, Jack. I'm gonna pin it all on you."

"After you shoot me."

"After I shoot you."

I pushed my hands out, not unlike the Supremes way back when they used to sing Stop, In The Name Of Love. Damn, now I was going to blow this mortal coil with that damn ear worm. 

Silver fired.

"Click"

He fired again.

"Click."

I put out my hand out to take his revolver.

"I emptied the clip before you got here this morning, John. Also, I looked under your desk. You know you moved your desk a couple of weeks ago? Yeah. There's a secret compartment there that you hid. And that compartment was full of blow and dough and women's underwear. It's over, Captain. You're going up the river."

I couldn't help but talk tough, in police vernacular, given the circumstances. Hey, it's what we do.

"I turned the whole thing over to Internal Affairs who, by the way have been listening to our little conversation. Yeah, I was wired. You may have heard the tape thumping as the cassette tape whirled  in the tape machine taped to my chest."

Silver sighed. He was going away for a long time and he knew he'd have to leave his women's clothing behind.

It was over. No sooner was I across the threshold when I fell into Dylan's arms.

"Come here, baby. I've got just what you need."

And she did. 

Silently, she slowly unknotted my tie and pulled it from my neck as she kissed me on my left cheek and then my right. She undid the buttons on my shirt and kissed my chest. And as she unbuckled my trousers we fell into bed and ever so slowly we started to make love.

Maybe it was a way of releasing my pent up energy from the case I'd been concentrating on for the last four weeks but whatever it was I'd never experienced love-making like that ever before.

And it seemed to go on forever and ever. I closed my eyes and had visions of trains steaming into tunnels, tall smokestacks tumbling to the ground, fireworks exploding in the night sky and huge rockets - of course they were huge - blasting off into outer space. I was in heaven but I was holding back and holding back enjoying the moment for all it was worth…

And then my brian exploded.

And this concludes 30 Days Minus 2 of Writing 2014 - and the ongoing adventures of Investigator Jack Gouda - the brainchild(?) of Nicky Eff and Cheesy Mike. Blast on over to We Work For Cheese to see how the rest of the crazy group of bloggers brought their month of writing to an end.