Detecting Lust: An Erotic Detective Novel (Sin Book 1) by Mikey Lee

assassinated by the council, the senators, and even some speculate his own family members had something to do with it.” Seth replied.
    Seth scarfed down the last bite of his burger in one quick inhale, and threw down some cash on the table to pay for his meal.
    “Ashley shoot me over a text with Caligula’s address.” Seth said still chewing.
    “Will do and on it already.” Ashley responded quickly.

Chapter Fifteen
    S eth turned his key in the ignition in his unmarked squad car, pushing his foot down twice, revving the engine to hear the soothing roar that came from the exhaust. Seth felt the adrenaline of finally catching a break in this case. He pulled his GPS out from the center console and entered in the address, 78 Southwinds Dr. It was clear on the other side of the city, on the north end. What the fuck was this guy doing down here? It was a long ass drive and it would be mid-afternoon by the time he got there.
    While driving Seth glanced down at his notes. Description, hmm, typical white guy, no scars or scratches on his forearms or hands. Seeing how Zee and Jen are about the same height, and with the little sex-scapade that he had with Zee, Seth figured that the suspect had to be shorter than him. Jen thought he was about five–nine, and anything over six feet tall, his thighs would’ve been on fire like mine were. Seth was still racking his brain, having little flashback memories of details in his case file. His mind landed on the email list. Oh my fucking god, the fucking email list. It was right there in front of him. . . R.Caligula@. . . Roman motherfuckin’ Caligua. Well right there that’s how this motherfucker knew her.
    Seth grabbed his phone and called Ashley.
    He spoke before Ashley could even say the word hello, “Ashley it’s Seth, go to my computer and pull up the email list.”
    “I’m here in your office already, I’m at the computer. Pulling up the email list now. What am I looking for?”
    “Look on the list, there is an R.Caligula on that list. Open up the email and tell me what they were talking about.” Seth’s deep voice penetrated Ashley’s ears. Something about Seth’s voice commanding orders shot excitement down her spine.
    Ashley clenched her legs together, squeezing her thighs, trying to muffle the tingling from traveling to her pussy. Clearing her throat, she tried to hide a moan from exhaling with that breath. “I’ve got it right here.” She coughed to clear her throat again, “It appears there’s a series of emails back and forth. It looks like Jen was selling an inversion table. And Caligula was the one who bought.”
    “Thanks Ash, that’s what I needed to know.” Seth hung up the phone.
    Before putting the phone receiver down, Ashley closed her eyes, squeezed tight on the receiver, and took one more deep breath in.

    * * *
    H e pulled up across the street from the house and looked it over. It was a stereotypical house for the neighborhood. Half mowed yard, oil stains in the driveway.The oil stains were in the shape of a crescent moon, indicating that someone had changed the oil in their car and a little bit spilled out of the bucket. Trash littered the yard and was scattered in various places in the bushes. Clearly the house of a bachelor. Seth took a breath and gave himself a mental pep talk. Let’s go see what this fuck face has to say.
    As Seth got out of the car and walked toward the house, a man came out of the front door. He was sweaty, with a cigarette in one hand and a water bottle in the other. It would appear he was taking a break from mowing the grass.
    “Somethin’ I can help you with?” The guy asked.
    He made eye contact and gave the male a head nod in greeting, “Hi, hello there, I’m looking for a Mr. Roman Caligula.” Seth said adjusting his tie.
    “Yeah, that’s me.” Roman said.
    “Ah, hello, Mr. Caligula, I’m Detective Lane with the 41 st precinct.” Seth reached out his hand to shake. “How are you today?”
    Roman just