Telephone Killer – 28

Ralph doesn’t know just how much trouble Ferus Vitium’s plans for him be, If he did he might not be so eager for the 3rd of July to arrive.

THE TELEPHONE KILLER
by Paul J. StamPageflex Persona [document: PRS0000035_00023]

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

It was eight o’clock in the evening. It had been a long day. Captain Williams sat leaning back in his chair, his right elbow on the chair arm, his head resting in his hand. His tie was pulled off to one side a little which was not like him. His short-cut graying hair lay flat around his head except for the few strands in the back that never laid flat. He was tired and he looked it.

‟All right, Smitty, what do you have for me.”

‟Nothing all morning. At 2:02 p.m. he came out and went to the Ridgeview Shopping Plaza. He took a long time to get there, backtracking and going back and forth. For a while, I thought he knew he was being tailed and was trying to shake us, but all he was doing was burning up time. He got to the shopping center and headed for a phone. I just barely got out of the car in time, but the phone was ringing and he picked it up. Seems it was for a girl who was waiting there.”

‟This was a public phone?”

‟Yes, Sir. The girl talked quite a while and he went into the video store, but I could see him close to the window watching for when the girl got off. As soon as she was through, he was back at that phone. He pretended to be talking to someone, but it rang again and then he was talking for real.” Continue reading

Telephone Killer – Excerpt 27

THE TELEPHONE KILLER
by Paul J. StamPageflex Persona [document: PRS0000035_00023]

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

It was a beautiful summer day. Ralph Moore could not remember a day of such exhilarating ecstasy. He was on his way to the Ridgeview Shopping Center. In ten days, he was scheduled to cover the dedication of the new park. He couldn’t wait to tell Vitium he had the assignment and hear what Vitium had to tell him.

He was familiar with the shopping center. As soon as he knew where the next phone call would come to him, he went to check it out. He was five feet from the phone when it began to ring and in the two steps it took him to get to it, he glanced at his watch. He was three minutes early and he wondered if his watch was wrong. He was amazed at his good fortune in having made it right in time. ‟Hello‟

‟Is Jenny there?”

‟What?”

‟Let me talk to Jenny.”

‟There’s no Jenny here. This is a public phone at…”

‟Yes, I know. She just called me from there,” the man said while behind him a voice said, ‟I’m Jenny.”

‟Oh,” he said handing the receiver to an overweight, dark-haired girl. The girl did not look at all like Jessica, but for some reason she reminded him of her.

‟There’s another phone at the other end,” she said pointing with her thumb across the stage area and then said into the receiver, ‟Oh, some jerk got to it before I could.” Continue reading

Murder Sets Sail – 2

Last week, in the first chapter of this book you met Chris who has a boat for charter and is a little strapped for money, you might even say he is desperate.

In this chapter you will meet some of the bad guys who are going to charter his boat.

Murder Sets Sail is published by Second Wind Publishing.

Final MSS Cover frontMURDER SETS SAIL
by Paul J. Stam

CHAPTER TWO

George Costellos was headed toward what his father called the Cottage, though it was larger than most of the other houses along that stretch of the beach. Three miles up the highway was a much larger, more opulent house everyone in the family referred to as the Beach House.

The Cottage was his father’s, and now George’s, office away from the office. His mother, his wife, his three sisters and his children did not know about the Cottage. Of the four homes his father owned; the house in Palm Springs, the home in Bel-Air, the Beach House and the Cottage, the last was George’s favorite.

He rolled up to the security gate of the exclusive community and the guard waved him through. He turned into the driveway of the Cottage. His father’s car and Susanne’s car were parked in the garage. Larry Anderson’s Valiant was parked in the driveway behind his father’s car. George was surprised that Larry was already there. George parked his car next to Susanne’s car and hit the remote that closed the garage door. Continue reading

Murder Sets Sail – Chapter 1

Here it is, the beginning of my latest novel, available now from Second Wind Publishing. It will soon be available on Amazon and of course from me. This is not a mystery. From the very beginning you know who the murderers are and who the intended victims are. You meet the prime victim in the first chapter. You meet the master murderer in the second chapter. I think they both deserve their own introductory chapter, don’t you?

This is just a fun book. As I say on the dedication page, “This is a true story except for the parts that aren’t.” As you have probably guessed, all the parts fall into that “aren’t” category. It is dedicated to storytellers everywhere who deliver us from our mundane lives. So here it is, a little bit in what I can contribute the anti-mundane.

Final MSS Cover frontMURDER SETS SAIL
by Paul J. Stam

CHAPTER ONE

It was the kind of day the Hawaii Visitors Bureau wanted every tourist to believe was everyday. After three days of wet-season rains, all the lush growth had a new brilliance and sparkle. The skies were the clearest blue with billows of white clouds settled comfortably along the tops of the Ko`olau Mountains. In Waikiki the steadily blowing trade winds rattled the fronds of the towering palms while tugging playfully at towels wrapped around the hips of bikini clad girls.

On Saratoga Road, Chris Jamison stepped out of the air-conditioned coolness of the Waikiki Post office into the brightness of the mid-morning sun. Sorting through all the advertising stuffed in his mailbox he had found two letters. One letter was from his bank. There was no need to open that one. He knew as well as they did how low his bank account was. The second was addressed to Mr. Christian Jamison. He knew without checking the return address it was from his sister. She was the only one who always addressed him by his full first name.

He opened the envelope and read the letter as he walked along the Fort DeRussy side of Saratoga Road. The first line was a quiet but firm reprimand, “We haven’t heard from you for several months. Write!” After that there was a lot of family gossip crowded into the two sides of the one page letter, but the main purpose of the letter was to remind Chris April 4, would be his parents thirtieth wedding anniversary and he should, if at all possible, try to be there. Continue reading

Looking Good Ain’t Good Looking

English: The marble copy of Michelangelo's Dav...

I am told that Michelangelo’s David is the definitive standard for a good-looking man, but I don’t know that that isn’t because he isn’t wearing any clothes.

I’ve always known there was a big difference between “good-looking” and “looking good”. We all try to look good, even if we aren’t good-looking.

Now it is very unlikely that a 238-year-old gal is going to be “good looking.”

Good looking is that indefinable thing that is known, understood and accepted by the majority of those who have the pleasure of seeing the person, or at least a picture of the person. Hollywood has a lot to say about what is good-looking.

Looking good can refer to the way you wear your clothes, or even the kind of clothes you wear. When your mother took you to buy clothes and she decided what you would wear rather than letting you have what you wanted, she tried to sway you by saying, “My, but aren’t you looking good.”

I didn’t hear those two words much when I was younger. About the only time I heard those two words together was when I would accidentally hear the old Hank William song,

Hey good lookin’, what ya got cookin’?
How’s about cooking somethin’ up with me?

I don’t ever remember anyone saying to me, “Hey, Good looking” or anything like it. If anyone did say it, I hope it was a beautiful woman of about my own age.

There is some thing definitely nice about someone, anyone, even a blind person telling you you are good-looking. In the case of the blind person, after they’ve run their hands over your face and spoken those words you just don’t feel right about biting the hand that felt you.

Road kill fox showing that it's been hit multi...

Now when someone says, “You are looking good,” it always sounds like they are surprised that I am still around. And when they say, “My, you’re looking so good,” it is complete shock.  What the hell did they expect me to look like, 2 week old road kill?

Now I don’t want anyone to try to make me feel good by saying to me, “Hey, good-looking.” I will know they are lying. I don’t think anyone over the age of 60, myself included, can be good looking. A person may be beautiful in the eye of the beholder because of who they are or what they have done, but they aren’t “good Looking.” Let’s just hope that we all keep looking surprisingly good year after year.

On this 4th of July we may not think the 238-year-old girl is particularly good-looking. Depending on you political persuasion you may be able to point out all kinds of warts, and wrinkles, scars and blemishes, but for all of that, she still looks very good.

Have a happy, safe, and grateful 4th of July weekend.

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Murder Sets Sail is published by 2nd Wind Publishers.

Paul’s book The Telephone Killer published by 2nd Wind Publishing is now available on Amazon and from the publisher. Kindle and Nook versions just $4.99.

To watch The Telephone Killer video click here.

The Telephone Killer is now available as an audiobook.

Another new novel of mine, Murder Sets Sail, will be coming soon from Second Wind Publishing. This novel is not a mystery. You know from the beginning who the murderers are and who they intend to murder. Adventure aboard a sailboat from Honolulu to Hong Kong.

The Final Witness and A questions of Reputation also available at Amazon.

Since everything is copyrighted please feel free to re blog any of my posts but please repost in its entirety and giving appropriate credit.

Ah, Spring, When…

View across Kailua Beach to the offshore islet...

View across Kailua Beach to the offshore islet known as Moku nui. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

A spring, when an old man’s fancy turns to doing nothing and napping at the beach.

Well, here it is the 2nd day of summer and I haven’t been napping at the beach or doing nothing although I have somewhat neglected blogging.

Life is just too outrageously wonderful for anything? I have been wonderfully busy living outside myself while in myself.

In the ceramics department with the end of the school semester hours have been cut back at the studio and so I have been doing a bunch of stuff at home. I don’t do wheel work in my little apartment but I have been busy sculpting figurines. Somehow I think sculpting sounds more artistic than hand building, but it’s the same thing. They range in size from about 7 to 15 inches in height.

Hifh fireHere are seven figurines glazed and on the shelves ready to be high fired.

Wait 4 glazeThis next bunch has been bisque fired and waiting for my chance to use the spray booth for applying the glaze. I’m spraying these rather than dipping them. The blue around the bottoms of some is masking tape to keep the glaze off that area.

Ready 4 BisqueThese are waiting their turn to be bisque fired. The one on the top left sagged a little while drying in the damp room so I have that support under the man in the hope to keep it from sagging more in the bisque firing, but then I may sag more when it is high fired. Ah, the joys of uncertainty in ceramics.

DryingThese two have come out of the damp room to dry a little more before they are put on the bisque shelves. All together here we have 21 pieces plus another dozen slowly drying in the damp room. I guess that isn’t a bad months output for someone who was planning to nap at the beach.

MSS CoverOh, yeah, and I have another book coming out the end or this month or the beginning of July. The title of it is, Murder Sets Sail. Here is the cover.

On the fly page I state, “This is an absolutely true story except for the parts that aren’t.” I think one should be honest about these things don’t you? I’ll tell you more about it next time.

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Murder Sets Sail is published by 2nd Wind Publishers.

Paul’s book The Telephone Killer published by 2nd Wind Publishing is now available on Amazon and from the publisher. Kindle and Nook versions just $4.99.

To watch The Telephone Killer video click here.

The Telephone Killer is now available as an audiobook.

Another new novel of mine, Murder Sets Sail, will be coming soon from Second Wind Publishing. This novel is not a mystery. You know from the beginning who the murderers are and who they intend to murder. Adventure aboard a sailboat from Honolulu to Hong Kong.

The Final Witness and A questions of Reputation also available at Amazon.

Since everything is copyrighted please feel free to re blog any of my posts but please repost in its entirety and giving appropriate credit.

Telephone Killer – Excerpt 26

THE TELEPHONE KILLER
by Paul J. StamPageflex Persona [document: PRS0000035_00023]

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX 

‟KWBD. This is Julie.” The network morning news show had just concluded and there was a lot of traffic in the front reception area when Julie answered the phone.

‟Let me speak to Ralph Moore.”

Her face went white as she recognized the killer’s voice. ‟Yes, Sir. One moment please and I’ll connect you.”

‟It’s him. The killer,” she whispered to the cameraman standing next to her desk as she pressed Ralph’s intercom button. Continue reading