My Caroline

by Roger Rapel

  Jim laughed as he rested on one of his elbows looking into her eyes then said ‘Yvonne head of spooks that’s a good title ma’am.’ Yvonne laughed and said ‘my turn now’ as she pushed him onto his back and began kissing him until she was satisfied again.

  Then Yvonne as if by auto pilot went to bathroom returning with half a bottle of vodka and scotch together with couple of glasses, she poured a measure in each, handing the scotch to Jim. Her whole demeanour changed as she went into ‘M’ mode.

  Jim sat up although all he really wanted was to go to sleep, but had to take notice as Yvonne began to outline the reason for the meeting. ‘Okay Jim, you read the report? Ricky has been killed in Afghanistan, he was double crossed by someone from our side, he was ambushed when he tried to send a coded message back regarding planned attacks that were about to take place on allied forces.’ ‘Can I ask who double crossed him?’ ‘I can’t release that yet, which is where you come in again.’ ‘I’m not going to Afghanistan, that’s for sure.’ Yvonne laughed as she said ‘no Jim, but I want you to do another sting operation with Barney in the States, but this time Barney won’t know the real reason you are there, which is okay, as you will only know half the reason anyway.’

  Jim sat thinking what now, more double crossing and more half-truths? ‘Okay Jim the suspect will be fed information that his identity has been discovered by an American source who has a list of names including his and other operatives who are suspected of being double agents. This should give the suspect itchy feet and send him into hyper drive; he will also be told that a courier is collecting the list; he will want that intercepted before the courier receives it, or shortly after the handover. Barney will be informed about the list, but he will not be told what it contains.’ ‘What does it really contain?’ ‘Enough to send my office into overdrive Jim, as the suspect is one of the most senior and supposedly trusted members.’

  Jim sat thinking then said ‘so what will Barney be told, so I know what to say and what not to say?’ ‘He will just be told enough, he will also be told something about a list, saying it’s to do with some secret mission or other, I will let you know the full brief before you go.’ ‘And when’s that?’ ‘Next week Jim, probably Wednesday or perhaps Thursday, but you will be kept in the loop okay.’ Jim smiled as he thought of Carol-Anne, but then thought, she must have found someone else by now. ‘How long will I be there for?’ ‘Not sure Jim, we have to make sure when the bread is cast on the water there is enough temptation to make the suspect rise and take the bait, I would therefore estimate a week perhaps two, so just enjoy the trip on the spooks.’ ‘When can I tell Barney I’m coming over?’ ‘Anytime you want, just say I’m organising another trip for you probably next week or the week after. Just leave it at that; leave it loose, I will update him fully in due course.’

  Yvonne looked at Jim and said ‘take me once more Jim, take me.’ Then another love making session took place as Yvonne was sent into ecstasy once more.

  Jim woke up in the morning to an empty bed again, Yvonne had awoken early, she left a note with the scanning meter, the note read ‘thanks for a lovely night again, sorry I forgot about the meter, but it’s easy to use, just turn it on and press the button if it stays green all’s well, if it goes red your being bugged.

  The meter was much the same as Barney’s and CA’s, which he had used in the states on his last trip.

  Jim lay in bed exhausted; so had another half an hour then called Jackie ‘won’t be too late babe’s see you soon.’ Jim then realised due to the night of passion he had missed dinner and was ravenous; so after showering he went down to the restaurant and made the most of the cooked breakfast buffet, he had a full English. He sat afterwards patting his stomach then went to reception where he smiled at Kirstin as she prepared the bill. ‘Nothing more to pay Mr Broadbent, did you enjoy your stay with us?’ ‘As always Kirstin it was a pleasure, and more so with that radiant smile of yours.’ ‘Oh Mr Broadbent thank you so much, please come back soon.’ Jim kissed the back of her hand as she blushed and smiled as Jim walked out of reception. Jim thought as he sat in his car listening to the radio before setting off, she is gorgeous and that smile is magic. Then he started the car and was on his way. He then remembered to scan the car on route, but the meter stayed in the green.

  Arriving at HQ’s he popped his head into Sandy’s office, ‘how are you this morning Sandy my lovely?’ ‘I am fine thank you kind sir, you got something for me?’ ‘Not today but soon, then you can have some more.’

  Jim called Vicky on her mobile she pre-empted his question ‘Yeah they are still interviewing her, but tomorrow will be okay so I’m already on route, I left early to miss the commuter traffic’ ‘Thanks Vick, take your time don’t rush, this is important.’

  Jim then knocked on Langton’s open door. Langton nodded as he looked up from his paperwork. Jim closed the door behind him then sat down. Langton smiled; he couldn’t resist having a jibe at Jim ‘how was the pillow talk?’ ‘Oh do leave it out, do you think the likes of ‘M’ would look twice at me, with all the wealth there is in her walk of life.’ ‘Perhaps she likes a bit of rough?’ ‘Oh do fuck off guv!’ They both laughed as Langton put on his serious face. ‘What did she want?’ Jim thought a good fucking that’s what she wanted, as he smiled to himself.

  ‘I don’t know guv perhaps another lead up the garden path, I never know with her, one minute I think I have got the gist of what she’s saying, then she throws in a one liner that puts everything out of kilter again.’ ‘Like what?’ ‘For instance she wants me to go back to the states to work with Barney, but he won’t be told the real reason why I’m there, or so she said, and I’m not to let him know what I know. I never know half of what I’m supposed to be doing anyway, and whether what I’m doing is worthwhile or not, it frustrates the life out of me. Don’t get me wrong, I love the work, but it frustrates me.’

  Langton looked at Jim ‘that’s the way they work Jim, one-hand doesn’t know what the other’s doing; only the head knows.’ Jim nodded as the scotch was poured, Jim tried to say no, but too late it was poured; Langton pushed the glass to him then said ‘cheers.’ Jim raised his glass and smiled as he sipped the golden liquid, when finished he went to his office.

  Jim looked at his watch and called Barney. ‘Hey Jim this is an early call, what’s happening?’ Jim then explained his proposed trip the following week or the week after. ‘Hey Jim that’ll be great, poor Carole-Anne has been pinning for you, this will cheer her up knowing you’re on the way.’ ‘I’ll call her in a minute, I just wanted to let you know first, and before you ask I haven’t a clue what I’m doing; I expect Yvonne will call you soon to let you know the reason. Cheers Barney I will keep you updated as to the date and flight number.’

  Then he called CA, but went to a side office so no one could hear, ‘hi CA its Jim.’ The response was a bit subdued until he mentioned he was coming over for a few days soon. Then there was a shriek ‘oh Jim you mean it?’ ‘Yes next week or the week after, I will let you know the exact day as soon as I know.’ ‘Oh Jim I’m so excited now, please don’t let me down?’ ‘I’ll be there don’t worry, I want to see you so much as well.’ The conversation went on for a couple of minutes then Jim ended it as the cost was ramping up.’

  Jim had to tell Jackie that he would be away again, albeit she was now accepting his role, but she still didn’t relish the idea, she inwardly knew it had to be dangerous; although Jim would never discuss what he did.

  Jim got home to hear music as Jackie was cooking dinner. This was her time; she loved cooking it was her way of winding down from the stresses of work, especially wearing one of Jim’s shirts and boxers bopping away to music, which made it even more enjoyable. Jackie had heard the door open and close, but pretended not to have noticed, as she waited for Jim’s arms to wrap around her, then kissing her neck, feeling his hands go under the shirt, caressing her.

  Jackie had her eyes closed just waiting for the touch and the kiss. She wasn’t
disappointed as Jim wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck then blew softly into her ear sending pleasure signals racing down her spine as she scrunched her shoulders and giggled at the sensation, then she moaned at the touch of his hands on her free flowing breasts, her nipples hardening to his touch. Jackie turned and kissed him as she smiled then said ‘eat me Jim, eat me, I’m ready, please eat me now.’

  Jackie turned off the oven and dragged Jim by the hand to the bedroom where she undressed him then sat on the edge of the bed as she pulled his head between her thighs then she lay back relishing his tongue probing inside her. Her joyous screams of fulfilment filled the bedroom as she orgasmed again and again. ‘Don’t stop, oh god Jim, don’t stop please don’t stop.’ Jackie held Jim’s head forcing him to stay for as long as she could.

  They feasted on each other for what seemed like an eternity then lay next to each other with Jackie resting on his chest as she listened to his heart beat as it slowed after the exertion. Then after some twenty minutes Jackie stirred from the warm comfort of the duvet as she got the dinner out of the oven then dished it up.

  Jim rolled over wrapping the duvet around him, but he was pulled out of bed as Jackie laughed tugging on his arm. The hot pot was still steaming as they both blew on it before eating the tender meat. Jim looked at her and said ‘this is nice Jack really nice.’ ‘I love cooking it’s my best way of winding down and like feeding you as well.’ Jim laughed as he said ‘amongst other things.’ Jackie smiled ‘yeah amongst other things.’

  The evening went by as Jackie enquired how the meeting had gone with the spooks, was he going away again? Jim said ‘maybe, not sure yet, but if I do, it will be the States again.’ ‘Oh Jim I know you can’t tell me what you do, but please be careful.’ Jim nodded ‘I like what I have got; I don’t want to lose this.’ Jim felt a pang of conscience, but then it passed as they washed up and discussed Forsyth and the outcome.

  Jackie went onto mention that little Christina was doing well at the foster home and would probably stay there. ‘Mrs Murphy was a god send to kids like Christina.’ Jim nodded as he said ‘poor kid; Forsyth is one sick bastard. Oh yeah just remembered, Vicky is going to interview the woman Susan from the care home where Christina was taken from, so we might get to know if we have other paedophiles living on us.’

  Jackie went on to say ‘poor kid she is petrified, but thank god she won’t have to go through the court procedure, it can all be relayed via a video link; an appearance in court would have been too much for a kid of that age.’ Jim nodded as he sat down to read the notes he had made after the meeting with Yvonne also reminiscing about being ravished by her.

  Jackie watched one of her TV soaps then yawned and went to bed, but not before saying to Jim ‘don’t forget if you do go, buy me a nice present again?’ Jim nodded and smiled ‘as always, what would you like this time?’ ‘I’ll think about it.’

  21

  Vicky arrived to interview Susan; she was greeted by the detective sergeant in charge of the case Brian Booker. They shook hands then went to his office where they discussed Susan and the care home. Vicky was tired after the journey, but was informed that the interview had to be today as their time was up, the court order hadn’t been extended so Susan Gormley would be remanded to prison the following morning.

  Vicky was shown the evidence they had against Susan Gormley, she was a 38 year old woman with a clean record, although the fingerprint search hadn’t come back from Scotland Yard as yet to confirm if she had a record in another name and was using an alias to hide her true identity.

  A wall chart showed how many kids locally had been sexually abused including the links to others across the country. Vicky also followed the link-lines of known abusers till she found Forsyth. But the link ended there with no further persons being named connecting him to others in her forces locality.

  Vicky was sure there would have been others linked to Forsyth, he wasn’t working alone she was sure of that. But on the other hand the information showed he had been seen hanging around schools, so perhaps he was a loner, whilst waiting for the next delivery from Susan.

  Vicky thought if she could get Gormley to open up on Forsyth including any others connected close to him they could arrest those as well, if not the investigation would end with Forsyth.

  Vicky was accompanied by Brian as she interviewed Gormley. The reception she got was cold. Vicky started to question her, but Gormley was clamming up. It was obvious that she wasn’t going to say anything else. Then Vicky pleaded to her maternal instincts. ‘Susan these poor kids have been through enough, tell me who else was involved with Forsyth and save those kids and others from further abuse?’ Gormley sat hard faced staring into space showing no emotion. Then she said ‘I’m saying nothing, but give me a pen and paper and I’ll write down the names and phone numbers, I will need my mobile for the numbers.’ Brian fetched her mobile then she scrolled through, writing the names and numbers onto a note pad. Vicky looked at Susan who said ‘that’s it take me back now I’m saying nothing else I’m fucked now anyway.’ Vicky thanked her for the information then said ‘how did the kids get taken across the country?’ ‘I’m saying nothing else that’s it; take me back to my cell.’

  Once back in the CID office Brian and Vicky discussed the interview. Brian said ‘no one will give up the name of the person who transports the kids around the country, they are all shit scared of him.’ Vicky nodded saying ‘whoever he is, getting his name would crack this wide open.’ They continued discussing the why’s and wherefores of the case; when finished Brian said ‘are you staying overnight?’ ‘Yeah I need to book a hotel or bed and breakfast I need some rest now.’ ‘Give me a minute; we use a local hotel to put up visiting officers.’ Brian picked up the phone on his desk. ‘Thanks, yes her name is Vicky Howser, cheers.’ He looked at Vicky as he smiled and said ‘that’s it, all booked, it’s a nice hotel; the manager drops the rates for us as we send lots of people their way.’

  Vicky thanked Brian then he said ‘you fancy a beer and a meal later?’ ‘That would be nice.’ ‘Okay let me show you the way to the hotel then I will pick you up at say 8.30 then have a drink before a meal, what you fancy?’ Vicky looked at Brian who was smiling at her, she thought for a moment then he said ‘you fancy something warming like a curry or Italian your choice?’ Vicky could see his eyes flirting with hers then she smiled responding to his banter ‘yes something warming inside would be nice.’ Brian smiled as he walked her to her car chatting away; then Vicky followed him to the hotel in her car, on arrival he walked in with her.

  The owner of the hotel greeted Brian like an old friend and shook his and Vicky’s hand, then after a chat with Brian he handed Vicky her room key as she signed the registration documents. Brian waved as she went to the lift and said ‘until later.’ Vicky gave him a thumb’s up as she entered the lift. Vicky thought he’s nice, but she wasn’t into one night stands, although she had a warming glow as she thought about long she’d been without a man between her thighs.

  Vicky lay on the bed after hanging up her clothes; she hadn’t brought anything for an evening out, but took a hot bath soaking for an hour. The she made the best of the clothes she had. She sprayed on her perfume rubbing her wrists together then dabbed some behind her ears, added her lipstick, then she was ready for the night whichever way it went.

  As 8.30 arrived she caught the lift downstairs to find Brian waiting in the foyer reading the paper. Brian stood up to greet her then she noticed his smart casual clothes. He met Vicky halfway as he pecked her on the cheek; he inhaled her perfume ‘now that is nice perfume Vicky, very nice indeed, I could eat you now never mind the curry.’ He laughed as Vicky said ‘now, now, down boy.’ Vicky smiled as they walked to an Indian restaurant within a short distance of the hotel where they ordered their meal, Vicky a Tandoori chicken, Brian a meat Madras. They continued to chatter as they ate the meal; the waiter brought them a shot of schnapps to finish the evening. Then they walked back to the h
otel, Vicky shivered as the evening chill had set in, she wasn’t cold, she just wanted Brian’s arm around her as they walked. Brian obliged as he put his arm around Vicky’s shoulder as she snuggled into him.

  Once in the foyer Brian said ‘thanks for a lovely evening you are great company; it’s a shame you live so far away, but I will keep in touch.’ Then he bent forward and kissed her on the lips as she responded with her mouth slightly open. ‘It was a lovely night Brian would you like to end it with a coffee?’ Brian nodded as they walked to the lift. Once the door closed Brian kissed her with his tongue deeply into her mouth. Vicky pulled away ‘phew that was nice Brian, but just coffee.’ Brian nodded as he said ‘sorry, I got carried away with that perfume and your looks.’ Vicky smiled at the comment as she thought, charmer.

  Once in the room Vicky removed her jacket then went to hang it up behind the door, as she did so Brian took it from her and hung it up, he turned to see Vicky making the coffee, he slid up behind her as he slipped his arms around her waist; he kissed the back of her neck, then she put her head back so he could kiss her throat. Then she felt his hands on her breasts; that was it, she had reached the point of no return, so turned and pushed Brian towards the bed as they undressed frantically as if the world was ending, when naked they satisfied each other. Vicky lay back on the pillow as she thought how good it felt, but also a little bit sad that she had let herself go. Brian looked at her and said ‘a penny for them?’ ‘Look Brian I am not into one night stands so please don’t think I do this all the time.’ ‘Hey you, I liked you from the moment I saw you, the night was good, the meal was great and what we did was magic, so no regrets. I mean what I said I will keep in touch and will come down to see you, so we can spend a week-end together now and then.’ Vicky snuggled into Brian, she felt better and satisfied with her decision.