Unforeseen Enemy -  Tracey Michelle

Unforeseen Enemy (eBook)

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2020 | 1. Auflage
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In Camden, New Jersey, one of the USA's most crime-ridden cities, three detectives from the Homicide Division are working on a murder case. Trey, Mia, and Jack, long-time colleagues, rely on hunches and theories as they move from residential neighborhoods to back alleys to track down their suspect. The trail of blood leaves them few clues; a string of strategic, seemingly unrelated killings, the victims all slashed ear-to-ear, and a police officer among them. Weaving a tale of lust, jealousy, and blood, Tracey Michelle's Unforeseen Enemy is a thrilling hardboiled crime novel that will keep the reader guessing from start to finish.
In Camden, New Jersey, one of the USA's most crime-ridden cities, three detectives from the Homicide Division are working on a murder case. Trey, Mia, and Jack, long-time colleagues, rely on hunches and theories as they move from residential neighborhoods to back alleys to track down their suspect. The trail of blood leaves them few clues; a string of strategic, seemingly unrelated killings, the victims all slashed ear-to-ear, and a police officer among them. Weaving a tale of lust, jealousy, and blood, Tracey Michelle's Unforeseen Enemy is a thrilling hardboiled crime novel that will keep the reader guessing from start to finish.

Chapter Two
FIVE YEARS EARLIER:
Camden, New Jersey has long been recognized as one of the most dangerous, crime-ridden cities in the United States. With more than forty percent of the city’s residents living below the poverty line in one of America’s richest states, it’s not hard to believe that it has one of the highest crime rates in the country. As for the politicians, over the last thirty years, three of the mayors have found themselves part of the problem owing to numerous cases of criminal activity that eventually landed each of them behind bars.
Trey Jackson, a beautiful, young, female detective, had been with the Camden Homicide Division in New Jersey for a little over five years. It was a bright and fresh morning in June, and at five feet eight inches, her rich mocha skin, perspiration with sweat, shimmered in the sun. The temperature read 82 degrees and was climbing fast. She assessed the surrounding scenery behind an abandoned bank, where the execution-style murders of two street level drug dealers had just taken place. Unsurprisingly, there were no witnesses and the building camera had not been in order for many years. As Trey surveyed the bodies, Detective Jack Moore, her colleague, arrived on the scene.
Jack Moore. Well, what can I say? At six feet tall, Jack was fine as Denzel Washington. With a handsome build, most women said little to Jack at first, at least until they recomposed themselves, wiping the saliva from the sides of their mouths. Jack broke more hearts than crimes he solved, but he always looked good doing both.
"Morning, Trey. You look stunning,” Jack said in a complimentary tone. Trey looked up as she tried to fix the corner of her curled-up mouth.
"Detective Moore, has anyone caught you up to speed?" she replied.
"Yes. Any ideas on what actually occurred here?"
"No, not yet”, she answered with a smirk and raised eyebrow.
"If anyone can figure this out, I’m sure you will," Jack answered.
Jack was a detective out of the Camden Narcotics Unit. He had been with the force for seven years and frequently collaborated on cases with Trey when narcotics were believed to involved.
“Hey, how are you doing on those two other cases?” asked Jack.
“Not too good. I still don’t have any suspects or motives,” Trey replied.
“Do you think they could be connected to these?”
“I doubt it.” Trey answered. “The other two murders seem random and these two are more targeted acts.”
“A gun was used in these cases, while the others were done with a knife, but both seem to be up close and personal, don’t you think?” asked Jack.
“Yes, but why change weapons and why so many different types of victims?” she answered.
“I don’t know, but either way I’m here to serve you,” he said, bowing to her respectfully.
“Great.” Trey replied, rolling her eyes.
“Oh, come on, am I that bad to work with?”
“No. Not as long as your mouth is closed, so let’s try less speaking and more searching,” she said ironically. Jack laughed as he walked around the crime scene to get a mental picture of what he believes may have taken place.
Three weeks before, two people were brutally murdered—one male, one female—in what appeared to be separate and random attacks. Neither victim had anything in common nor had criminal histories, while they both had relatively good jobs and lived in upmarket neighborhoods, unlike the two young drug dealers. The earlier victims had their throats slashed from ear-to-ear and nothing was missing from their persons or residencies. The only similarity was the weapon of choice: a serrated edge knife. According to the Medical Examiner, the time of the death was not the same for the two victims. The male victim was murdered at approximately 7 P.M. after he left his job. The female victim was murdered at approximately 3 A.M. in her bed while she slept. No, nothing about these cases was similar except the manner of death. Finding the motives and the killer or killers is going to be a daunting task, and with so little clues to go on and no eyewitnesses, it seems as though the cases may never be solved. Trey worked the cases for three weeks straight until the dealers were murdered. It was time to set these cases down for a moment and work on these new murder cases coming in. Hopefully, by doing so and then returning to the previous homicides, she would be able to look at them with a fresh perspective.
As Trey and Jack searched the new crime scene of the murdered drug dealers for any evidence that might send them in the right direction, Jack would continually look over his shoulder, taking in glimpses of Trey’s backside. They both knew that there was a mutual sexual attraction between them, but when it came to Jack, Trey always kept it professional; that was until the two departments went out for drinks two nights later.
It was a Thursday night and both detectives had one glass too many. Trey enjoyed erring on the side of caution; tonight, she planned ahead by leaving her car at home and prearranging a taxi to and from the gathering. Jack, on the other hand, preferred to take chances by parking his car in a nearby garage. As the night came to an end, Trey took Jack’s car keys in the knowledge that he had had a few too many drinks. She then called her taxi, which dropped the pair off at her apartment.
"Do I have to walk home from here?" Jack asked Trey as he took in the new surroundings.
"Oh, come on, you think I would be that cold-hearted?" she responded. “Well, actually I would normally be, but not tonight.” With that, she unlocked the door and invited him in. "This is nice," he said while walking around, observing her taste in decor. "Should I take that as a compliment coming from you?" she asked as she walked over to the couch. Before she reached it, she could feel hot air and moisture on the back of her neck. She quickly turned around and pushed Jack away.
"What are you doing?" Trey asked.
"I don't know. What did it feel like I was doing?" he responded with a goofy smile on his face.
"For a minute I thought that a leech was attacking me. Oh wait, one was," she replied en route to her bedroom, with Jack hot on her heels.
As she turned around, she bumped into him. He still wore the same goofy smile and knew he'd been caught trying to sneak into the room behind her and could not think of a thing to say.
"Where do you think you're going?" she questioned, her eyes beginning to squint.
"I was hoping with you," he muttered.
Trey didn’t respond, and instead stared him in the eye. Once again at a loss for words, Jack gave a slight shrug of his shoulders. Although her stare only lasted a few moments, to Jack it felt like a lifetime as little beads of sweat began to form over his eyebrows. Suddenly, Trey grabbed Jack and kissed him hard. Oh yeah, all bets were now off, and so were their clothes as the pair gave into her passion and his lust. From that moment on, they carried on their steamy secret affair for six months, and when it ended, it ended hard.
Detective Mia Coles resided in a small town along the Jersey Shore Coastline. She stood five feet eight inches and had the smoothest caramel skin ever seen. She had been on her hometown police force within the homicide division for five years. Not many murders occur here, which is not necessarily a bad thing, but she was ready for a change from her comfortable, and mostly predictable, non-violent town, to something that would give her more of a challenge and rush.
Her skills were so sought after that she was occasionally called to assist other towns with murders and other criminal cases. In her hometown, she usually investigated crimes such as burglaries and stolen bikes, which was not exactly what she studied, nor what she had intended to do for the rest of her life. Still, it had kept her relatively satisfied, but now she felt she was ready for the big leagues and more of the unpredictable.
Mia had been in a relationship for the previous ten months with a man named Andrew, who was tall, dark, and handsome and worked in law enforcement. Although he lived in Philadelphia, the long-distance relationship worked for them. She enjoyed spending time with Andrew when they both had free time. They shared much in common and loved doing adventurous activities together. For example, rock, climbing, skydiving, and cave diving were just a few of the things they had conquered together, and they still had a long list of other heart-pounding adventures that they were yet to accomplish. Mia also enjoyed spending time alone to let her hair down, relax, and find their next adventure, which was one of the reasons why she hadn’t rushed to move closer to Andrew or have him move...

Erscheint lt. Verlag 8.7.2020
Sprache englisch
Themenwelt Literatur Krimi / Thriller / Horror
ISBN-10 0-9897298-1-8 / 0989729818
ISBN-13 978-0-9897298-1-9 / 9780989729819
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