Mystery: Missing Rita: (Mystery, Suspense, Thriller, Suspense Thriller Mystery) by James Kipling Read Free Book Online Page A

He looked over at Sam, wondering who he was.
    “I am Detective Sam,” he began to introduce himself again. “Iwas here the other day with my colleague.”
    Memories of the messengers of doom slowly raced back to Ryan and he looked at Sam hopeful that he had at least found news about the missing body.
    “Come on in,” he said and stepped aside.
    “Thank you,” Sam answered and walked in.
    “Right this way.” Ryan led the way towards the kitchen and had Sam follow him closely behind. “I was just about to fix something to eat, do you want anything?”
    “Mind if I help you with that?” Sam asked and went behind the kitchen counter almost immediately. “I’m sure you haven’t had a decent meal in a long time.”
    “How could you tell?” Ryan asked.
    “You look weak,” he replied before walking over to the refrigerator and looking through it. “How about if I whip you up an omelet and some coffee?”
    The thought and sound of food made Ryan realize just how hungry he was and he looked over at Sam with interest. Sam began walking around the kitchen as he fixed him something to eat.
    “I should start by saying,” Sam said after placing a cup of hot steaming coffee in front of Ryan, “that sadly, we have not found the body yet.”
    Ryan dropped his gaze to the floor and tried to hide his disappointment before sipping on the coffee Sam had placed in front of him.
    “I don’t mean to sound rude, but why are you here then?” Ryan asked after taking another sip of his coffee.
    “I have a few questions I need to ask you that will help in the investigation of the case,” Sam replied. “I know it’s just too soon but currently you are the only lead we have and we need you to help us, sir.”
    “You are right,” Ryan agreed. “It is a bad time but I will still help you nevertheless.”
    Sam felt an inner smile form and wished he could display it but bit his tongue. He had completely taken over the kitchen and was now beating some eggs in a bowl for the omelet he had promised Ryan.
    “A neighbor of Rita told us that she heard the two of you arguing about something a few weeks back. Care to tell me what the argument was about?” Sam asked.
    “Rita and I fought all the time,” he began.
    “What about?”
    “Everything, simply everything,” Ryan replied and Sam could detect the tone of contempt in his voice.
    “Can you remember the last time the two of you fought?”
    “Of course,” Ryan answered. “It was about two weeks back. I thought that she was displaying very inappropriate behavior in front of my son.”
    “What kind of inappropriate behavior?” Sam asked.
    “She had started dating this young man who would come around whenever the kids were over at her place.”
    “Wait a minute,” Sam interrupted. “I am sorry for cutting you short, but when you say ‘whenever the kids were at her place’ does that mean you had full custody?”
    “Yes, I did.”
    “Please go on,” Sam pleaded. The case was taking a different turn that he’d never suspected.
    “They would sometimes make out intensely in front of the kids and that made the kids uncomfortable,” he went on. “Sometimes they would have very loud sex without considering the kids’ presence in the room.”
    Sam could not hide his shock as Ryan went on to narrate a few more inappropriate details of Rita’s behavior in the presence of his children.
    “On that note,” Sam asked, “do you know anyone else who would have a problem with Rita?”
    “I know of a lot of people who had a grudge against Rita,” he answered. “I could write you a list if you want.”
    “That would be very helpful,” Sam answered. “Please start with the boyfriend’s name if you don’t mind.”
    “Of course,” he said and got to his feet.
    He looked a bit more revived now that he had some food in his system. He led the way back to the living room and took a seat on one of the living room sofas. He had carried his plate from the kitchen to the living