Chapter 1
Bang, Bang, You’re Dead
Detective Scott Moss sat in his
Mustang, parked at the top of Canyon Road in the Hollywood Hills, just past the
switchback. It gave him a perfect view, straight into the bedroom of the
expensive home across the narrow divide. He zoomed his camera’s telephoto lens
in on the master bedroom window.
Through
the lens, Scott could see a man and a woman in bed. The man was standing,
buck-naked on the bed doing a Tarzan yell, while the woman was lying beneath
him, laughing.
He could
see the woman completely, but from his angle the top of the window obscured the
man’s head and shoulders. “Come on you jerk. I need to see if it’s you.”
As the
mystery man dropped on his bed partner, Scott took a shot and groaned, “Ah,
rats, it is you, Upton. I was actually hoping your wife was wrong about you for
her sake, you jackass.”
He shot,
zoomed out, shot another frame, took a final shot, and rested the big telephoto
lens on the window frame. “Mrs. Upton is going to be just so thrilled to see
these pictures.” Scott dropped his head and muttered, “And I have to show them
to her. Damn this sucks.”
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