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Private Voices: Part 35

Mike is an amateur writer working on building a hopefully compelling story. He lives in The Village of Lakemore, Summit Country, Ohio.


The Story So Far

Janice James is a Private Detective haunted by her troubled past and the death of her son and a fractured psyche, forcing her to see her son Brandon as well as others. With the help of her late son and her mentor, a former police officer named Sean, she runs her service, helping people in trouble. Three years after the death of their son, Janice and her estranged husband Bill are moving into their new home behind a wall.

After a ceremony to honor their late son, Janice and her ex-husband Bill prepare to live together again. Janice's assistant, a young woman named Jennifer Gordon, known as Jenny, while happy to see them together now must find a way to work around the new awkwardness. After a trip home to see her family, Jenny comes to terms with her new life in Ohio and a disconnect from her family.

Janice was hired to help a man named Stanley Franco find out why his wife Ava is fighting a divorce. During the investigation, she stumbled onto a unique counterfeiting scheme designed to infect scanning machines allowing the user access to a company's funds. When her client was murdered, Janice turned her case over to the local police. She contacted someone from the secret service with help from her mentor, a former police officer named Sean. In the process, she found herself being watched by the FBI and Ava, a woman that isn't who she appears to be. Ava wants Janice dead for her part in chasing her out of the States, to her Island near Cuba. Ava's assistant Yara with the help of her sister maria, plan on escaping the island and Ava's control.

Ava continues her obsession over Janice, leading to a confrontation between her surveillance team and Janice, where she shoots and kills two men. After the shooting, Janice and Bill retreat to Sean's house. A planned bed and breakfast Sean and his wife built but never opened. Ava offers a truce, and now Janice finds herself in an unknown situation afraid to go out. In her truce, Ava makes an enemy of a long-time collaborator.

Part Thirty-Four


Part Thirty-Five

Yara tapped on the window to get Hector’s attention. He wasn’t sure if he should drop his shorts now or wait and see if he is punished for not doing so. If it had been Miss Ava, he would have taken off the shorts before starting the yard work, but Miss Ava was in America. Miss Yara didn’t always call on him for sex or a scolding, she also would talk to him. In those times, he would remain covered. He walked in to find Yara in a simple apron style dress that just barely covered her chest.

She said, “I couldn’t help noticing you staring at the new girl. I must tell you while she is pretty, she is for Miss Ava, and until she is back, you can only touch her if the new girl is willing. Anything else would be a punishable event.”

Hector knew that a punishable event was code for chopped up and fed to the sharks.

He said, “Yes, miss, I will just keep my distance until Miss Ava is back.”

Yara said, “Hold on for just a minute.”

She got up and waved the girl in. They whispered, then both Yara and her sister Maria sat down on the couch in front of Hector.

Yara said, “OK, take the shorts off.”

Maria covered her mouth, trying to hold in her giggling and embarrassment. Hector looked at the two women, one stern and the other giddy, and he dropped his shorts. Maria went to an all-girls school and had never been around a boy much less seen one naked.

Yara said, “I thought that you should see this now, so you won’t be confused if you see him naked by the pool. Miss Ava doesn’t allow swimsuits in her pool even if you are cleaning.”

Yara waved Hector off, and the two sisters watched him as he walked away with his shorts in his hands.

After Hector left, Maria asked, “What was that about?”

Yara said, “I needed him to know his place where you are concerned. From now on, he will see you as a friend of mine and his better. If I hadn’t, you might have woken up one night with him on top of you.”

Maria said, “Maybe I wouldn’t mind such a find.”

Yara grabbed her by the wrist and said, “no, don’t be fooled. He might look hot and sexy, but he is a killer with many bodies on his head.”

When Maria left home to come here, she was told by their mother to keep herself intact as in stay a virgin. Maria was told a little about what Yara was doing, but she didn’t know about a lot of the island life. In her short three days on the island, she was approached by four men and six women for sexual favors. One of the men was a sixteen-year-old boy that she found to be cute, but he was just a boy in comparison to Hector. Her goal was to help Yara escape, but her secret goal was to have sex for the first time.


Janice watched as the cleaning crew power washed the wall. It would take about a day before the walls were dry and ready for a sealer and white primer. The white walls would then be turned over to the budding artists.

From behind her, she heard, “OK, which of these rooms is mine?”

Janice turned around to see the twelve-year-old Brandon standing in the doorway with a look that was both anger and sorrow. Janice didn’t answer him. She didn’t want to face up to the fact that he was never a part of this new house. In Bill’s office on a shelf was the stuffed panda Brandon had when he was younger and alive. It and the pictures were the only things of his in the house. Those things, as well as their memories. Janice turned back to the door only to see it closed, and Brandon was gone. She also Saw Top Hat Panda sitting in a chair next to her desk, reading a book about polar bears. For a second, she felt his loss again until she heard something outside. Just outside her window, she saw the five-year-old Brandon rolling around in the snow. Janice knew he wasn’t out, and there was no snow in the middle of August but right there, and then none of that mattered. Even if just in her head, Janice got to watch her son play one more time. She wondered why her work was so much more important than being a part of his life.

Finished with the guns, Janice went to find Bill, who was in his office working hard while listening to music. Bill had a love for classic Motown and was blasting Stevie Wonder loud enough to rattle the windows. He had the new school mandate on what was to be taught in history for the new school year as well as the updated guide to teacher-student interactions. He would say how every year the guide thickened, and the history book thinned.

He said, “Soon we won’t be teaching history, we will be teaching how to avoid it.”

Janice turned the music down.

Bill asked, “What was it too loud for you, grandma?”

Janice came over to him and kissed his neck.

She said, “Call me that again, and grandpa won’t get any.”

Bill mimed zipping his mouth shut, then tossing a key over his shoulder. Janice pulled his seat back and sat in his lap, kissing him on the lips.

She asked, “Gee mister James, is there anything I can do to earn an A in this class?”

Janice sat on the desk, spreading her legs, opening them to him. She was uncharacteristically in a skirt rather than her usual slacks or shorts. Bill ran his hands up her skirt to where her panties should be but weren’t.

He said, “Well, I can think of a few ways.”

Bill lowered his head between her legs and started to go down on her. Janice saw Brandon in the window as he pretended to gag.


Yara sat in the pool, wondering if she should make her sister sleep in her room or trust she won’t do anything she would regret. Hector was nearby with a rake and nothing else. By the pool was the new boy. Yara couldn’t remember his name. She knew he was sixteen and that he didn’t know the rules. She waved him over. Lucas Gomez tried not to look into the pool as he walked over to Yara.

He asked, “Yes, Miss?”

Like everyone else, he spoke in English.

Yara said, “The rules are clear. If you are working on or near the pool, then you are to be naked.”

Lucas looked at his shorts than at the pool.

He asked, “But I’m not working in the pool?”

Yara said, “I think you need to learn your place. Strip now and keep your clothes off for the rest of the day.”

She didn’t say “Or else,” but it was implied. Lucas kicked off his shoes then pulled his shirt off. In his rush to take the shirt off, he knocked his Huston Astros hat off. Lucas hesitated for a second, then he pulled off his shorts then his underwear.

Yara thought, “Not bad, but I’ve seen better.”

From the window in the sunroom, Maria watched the down dressing then the undressing. Her heart started to race as she thought about being with him.

The Next Part

© 2020 Michael Collins aka Lakemoron

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