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“Do you know something that you’re not telling me, Taz?”
“There are plenty of things that I don’t tell you Lindsey, some of them are personal; some are privileged which I am not at liberty to divulge.”
“Well, how about we start with the personal stuff then since you have no such restriction preventing you to share.”
“Okay, for starters how well do you know this Kyzer dude?”
“I know Kyzer from school. We were in some classes together last semester. He’s always been friendly to me. We chat in classes; we were in a study group together and had lunch a few times before my car was towed away. Being the nice and caring person that he is, he chauffeured me around for that last week of school before winter break.”
“Okay and how did he know you needed rides to and from school?”
“He saw me get out of a cab on campus the morning after my car was towed. Darcy and Jill didn’t have classes that early, so I took a cab. He asked me if my car had broken down, and I simply told him it was out of commission for several days. He made the offer, I accepted.”
“Okay, and just like that you have total trust in him and basically are acting like you’re ready to serve your pussy up to him on a silver platter.”
“Don’t be crude, Taz.”
He gave a genuine laugh shaking his head.
“Don’t be crude? Jesus Christ, Lindsey, dude’s toes are going to curl when he hears how crudely you talk when you’re getting your nut.”
He continued laughing and it royally pissed me off.
“That stuff is private, Taz. We shouldn’t even be discussing it. It has no bearing on whatever point you are trying to make with me at the moment.”
“Okay, Ms. Prim and Proper, you want a point? I’m going to give you one. First off, Kyzer started being a more integral part of your social circle the day after your car was broken into. Secondly, his interest in you has ramped up fairly quickly since that time for someone who isn’t getting pussy, unless of course that has changed.”
He was looking over at me know expecting me to confirm or deny.
“Jesus Christ, Taz, I saw him for the first time since the holidays just yesterday. What the hell? Did you think we were humping in his car before he walked me up to my door?”
My eyes were bugging out at him again. I was that pissed by his assumption that somehow our little training sessions had rendered me a skank.
“Keep your eyes in their sockets,” he remarked. “I’m simply pointing out the facts. Let’s not forget how generous he was in offering up his daddy’s private jet in order to get your grandmother up to you on Christmas Eve."
I crossed my arms, giving him the benefit of no response.
He continued on as if not noticing my distaste for where he was taking this.
"Let’s talk about the roses being delivered yesterday. Whoever sent those or commissioned them to be dropped off, knew you would be coming back to your apartment that day. They were fresh. They were delivered just two hours before you got to the apartment.”
“How did you know that?”
“It’s my job to know these things, Lindsey. It’s what I do.”
“So, what do you know that you are at liberty to share?”
“I checked with your doorman. He had to sign for them and record the time. It was a private courier that delivered them. The courier service said that a cab dropped them off to their depot to be delivered. Of course, the cab driver that had the drop didn’t bother to call it into dispatch so there is no way of knowing who the driver even was. The courier service described the driver as medium height, medium weight, white or dark-skinned male between 35 and 45 years of age. They weren’t even sure of the name of the cab company. The car had one of those magnetic signs on it which anyone can make.”
I was amazed. I couldn’t believe how much Taz had learned in such a short amount of time. Part of me still suspected that he was making more of the situation with Kyzer for reasons of his own that had nothing to do with the investigation.
“So, I guess I need to know what your point is as far as Kyzer is concerned, Taz. I am dating him you know.”
“My advice is to take things very slowly with him. I would certainly advise you not to put yourself in a position where you are alone with him. Avoid getting intimate with him. It is quite possible that he is not what he seems to be. This is simply based on my experience and instincts. I have nothing concrete right now, but you can bet your sweet ass that I’m looking.”
“Hmmph,” I said, turning my head away from him and looking out the window.
“What is that supposed to mean?” he questioned tersely.
