chapter 23

word count: 1065

“mrs. taggart??” buzz inquired with caution,, his eyes darting around behind trudy, trying to figure out if she was alone.

“no,, um,, well i’m mrs. hunt actually.. what are you doing with my kid?” trudy stammered reaching out blindly for elliot with one hand,, eyes remaining transfixed on buzz..

“go to your room.” she stated flatly, as she gripped elliot’s shoulder tight, and guided him past her and through the door..

“so??” queried trudy outloud.. ‘bastard!’ she thought to herself,, as she let her gaze drop down the length of her nose,, and return to buzz,, a look of disgust quickly replacing any trace of surprise....

buzz shifted his weight uncomfortably from one foot to the other.. he wished she would quit staring at him like that..

“there was a disturbance at the dairy queen on the upper west side tonight.. seems your son..” 

buzz tried to assume his most authoritative law enforcement persona,, but under trudy’s unrelenting gaze, he was failing miserably.. just looking at trudy reminded him that his loins had been left in the lurch.. he flashed to her naked, on her knees,, her generous breasts beating mercilessly against her chest as he properly impaled her from behind..

“what the hell??” a male voice punctuated the stiff air between them, breaking trudy’s gaze,, and shocking buzz back into a quick reality..

“what the hell is going on here??” john said loudly, as he rounded the corner into the foyer.. his eyes pulsed quickly between trudy and the unmistakable male figure that graced his doorstep.. it was none other than the renowned detective, william “buzz” miller.. “i thought elliot was in bed!!”

“so did i!”  trudy interjected uneasily,, “detective miller here was just sayin’ elliot was the dairy queen? i don’t get it..”

“please go on detective miller.” john implored.. buzz could tell by the look on his face he was genuinely interested in what had happened to the boy,, something it only just occurred to him he had not seen trudy express any interest in..

“mr. hunt, isn’t it??” buzz addressed the paunchy, balding man directly,, extending his hand,, “buzz miller, new albany police department.”

“i know, i know..“ john grabbed buzz’ hand, and shook it over zealously..“i recognize you from the tv.. you’re homicide.. is somebody dead?? where on earth did you find elliot?” it was evident that this sad specimen of a man, who laughingly turned out to be trudy’s husband, was thoroughly confused..

“well,, as i was just explaining to your wife,, mr. hunt,, there was a disturbance at the upper west side dairy queen tonight.. i was called in because my son, adam,, and your son, elliot, were present and unsupervised on the scene.. the incident did not involve a homicide,, but rather an transient was found in possession of a fire arm.. the gun was not discharged.. nobody was hurt..”  buzz rattled off,, finally gaining what he hoped would become some semblance of control over the situation..

“i am not here in any official capacity. i just wanted to make sure your son was returned safely, and find out if you have any idea how the boys ended up unsupervised at the dairy queen at ten o’clock tonight? personally,, i am at a loss. i haven’t had the opportunity to talk this over with my wife yet so i have..”

trudy cut in, “well, my elliot was at home in bed.. i have no idea how that son of yours hooked him into..”

“c’mon trudy,,” john cut her off mid-sentence.. “i apologize,, my wife is just upset, detective miller.. the truth is we thought..”

“don’t you be puttin’ words in my mouth!” trudy jumped back in, as she shot a deadly glare at john. how dare he cut her off.. in front of her buzz no less. there would be ‘hell to pay for that one.’ trudy made a mental note, as she threw her arms tightly around herself,, the pale, soft skin of her arms framing her all too ample breasts..

buzz gaze dropped helplessly to trudy’s voluptuous breasts. he was losing ground fast..

“maybe this is not a good time.. maybe,, um,, maybe all of us should have a talk with the boys and see if we can, um, get to the bottom of this.. the important thing is the boys are alright,, they are, you know, home safe..”  buzz fumbled uneasily,, as he dug his hand into his shirt pocket,, and returned with a business card.. he quickly extended the card in trudy and johns general direction, quite unsure as to whom he should direct it.. ..

trudy snapped it out of his hand.. she couldn’t help but shudder a little under the weight of buzz' gaze.. she had never seen him like this before.. so uneasy,, so not in control.. she fingered the edge of buzz’ card,, and ran her tongue skillfully along her parted, ruby lips, as she wondered to herself how she could most effectively use this against him in bed the next time they stole away a few minutes alone together..

“all i’m saying is,,” trudy’s voice suddenly took on an unmistakable breathy quality,, as she peered up at buzz with what he knew, only too well, to be her best bedroom eyes,, “my elliot’s never been no trouble.. not till he hooked up with that,, that kid a yours..”

“well it was a pleasure to meet you both.” buzz interjected quickly.. he had to get out of here before john picked up on the sexual tension that was quickly filling the air between them.. “give me a call after you have had a chance to talk this all over with elliot.. me and my wife will do the same with adam.. we’ll get to the bottom of this.. i’m sure we will..”

“hey!” john called out after buzz as he nearly jumped down the front steps and took off into the yard, “thanks for takin’ this so personal.. thanks for coming over.. we’ll be in touch, ok?”

in a sincere effort to put up a united front for the famed detective miller,, john draped his arm warmly around trudy’s shoulder and tried to pull her close... trudy arched her back,, and visibly wrenched herself away from his embrace..

“don’t fucking touch me..” she growled under her breath,, as she turned abruptly, and disappeared into the house..