Murder On The Mainline - S01 E36

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Murder On The Mainline - S01 E36

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 36

Mike and Trudy, quite a team. Mike and Marlene, lusty partners. Mike and Nina, about to be parents. Whew, that guy is busy!

4TH MONDAY

It's Monday and Mike is pulling out of the yard on Kingsway in POCO with a load for Sicamous. He'll drop it there for another truck from Calgary to pick it up and he will hook onto the other fellow’s load, a long box, to bring back to POCO. He pulls out around ten and drives east along the Fraser. It's a clear day and the sun tries to invade his large dark cavern of a cab. The diesel purrs as he rolls along through the relatively flat valley countryside. He thumbs his cell phone and speaks briefly with Marlene, telling her he'll be in late tonight. She sounds happy and contented again.

Next he dials Trudy's number but there is no answer. He decides to swing over to Abbotsford and the freeway out to Laidlaw. Maybe she's at the truck stop.

At eleven twenty he pulls into the yard at Laidlaw and parks. He sees Trudy's little compact Sprint parked by the back door and smiles. As he nears the front doors she bursts out and down the step. "Mike, good morning." She runs into his arms for a kiss. "Did you get any more information yesterday?"

"I told you I wouldn't go back down to POCO till you could go with me. I stayed home yesterday. A guy needs a day of rest, you know."

"Did I tucker you out, Sweetie?" Suddenly she gives him a black look. "Or did Marlene and Nina screw your ass off?"

"Aren't you working today? Tonight I mean. What are you doing here?"

"I just came back from Chilliwack and stopped for coffee... and to give my notice. I'm moving. The Husky in Sardis is where I'll be working after next week."

"When are you moving?"

"As soon as you can get a day free to move me." She grins as he orders coffee.

"Maybe later in the week. You've checked on the schools for Crystal?"

"I checked in Chilliwack but I haven't seen them in Hope yet. I'm going there after lunch. You going to have lunch with me?"

"I don't really have time. Got to meet another truck at Sicamous and bring back his load. I'll stop on my way back through tonight."

"Shall I tell the boss I won't be in tonight?" She has a mischievous look in her eye. "The worst he can do is fire me."

"Better not. This will be a quick and boring trip."

"I could liven it up for you." She rolls her pretty eyes and bats her lashes. Mike grins and thinks about what she's saying.

"Well, it’s up to you."

"I'll run home and pack a picnic lunch for us. Then I'll call the baby sitter while I wait for you." She goes back behind the counter and he hears arguing faintly in the back office. When she comes back out she's laughing and waves as she heads for the door. "See you at the house." He watches her red Sprint head out the highway for Hope.

He finishes his coffee then checks tires and brakes before rolling out of the yard heading east. When he pulls along the shoulder in front of her place, she waves out the window at him. He can see she's on the phone so he climbs down to help her with the lunch. He crosses the road and walks up the drive. She's just locking the door so he picks up the hamper and peeks into it under the cover: Chicken and a salad and a pair of panties. He grins.

She runs ahead of him and is partway up into the cab when he gets there. He passes up the hamper of food and gets an eyeful of pink bottom and curly hair as he climbs behind her. She goes over his seat and stops on the console. "Where we stopping for lunch?"

He pulls onto the black top and starts for the highway. "Whenever your hungry. We don't have to stop, we could eat as I drive."

"When I get hungry it won't necessarily be for food," is her comeback.

"We don't have time for that. Maybe on our way home."

They follow the highway up into the Coquihalla. This time it’s straight to Merrit on five then Kamloops to Sicamous. The diesel blows black smoke as they climb the long grade for the summit. He figures they'll make Sicamous by six. Should be home by midnight, unless they make a stop.

"When're you going to see the school in Hope about Crystal?"

"Tomorrow, I guess."

"If I have another run this week it may be the weekend before I can help you move. Maybe we better set a date. How about next Sunday?"

"Okay, I'll get a U-Haul trailer. Can you tow one with your Mustang?"

"You'll have to get a strap on ball when you get it. I don't have any hitch on it. Get the smallest trailer that will handle all your stuff and let me load it. We'll have to keep it light on the hitch."

"I don't have all that much stuff, but there is two of us. Won't it be great living just half an hour apart?"

"I can hardly wait."

"Was that sarcasm I heard in your voice?"

Mike just grins and gears down for a sudden rise then quickly gears back up as the road levels again. It’s a long steady climb from Hope to the summit with miles and miles to go. "You going to dig out some of that chicken soon?"

"Hungry?"

"I could eat anytime. Did you bring coffee?"

"Yep. A whole thermos fixed just the way you like it."

"Maybe just a coffee for now then"

"Coming right up." She winks and says; "You should see what else we have on the menu for you today, sir."

Mike laughs and says, "Just coffee for now, thanks."

She hands him a cup and pours one for herself. She leans back with her head near his and watches him steer with one hand while drinking coffee with the other. He spots a rise in the road and puts his coffee on the console by her hip as he prepares to gear down. She pulls it back against her pelvis and says, "I'll keep it hot for you."

Mike is busy shifting and shakes his head with a grin at her comment. As the road levels out again he glances towards the cup and she says, "Come and get it." He watches the road then quickly reaches for the cup but she moves it a few inches before he can take it. He feels around and looks her way as his hand encounters her crotch. She presses herself against his hand as she hands him the coffee. "Like it?" is her query.

"Mmmm, yes. It's good coffee."

"I don't mean the coffee, you idiot!"

Mike just chuckles as he sips again. By the time they finish their coffee he's nearing the summit. He pulls in with the tires squashing furrows in the fresh slush and snow. They're at the brake check area. "You might as well sit tight. I'm just going to check the brakes." He pulls the door handle and it pops open a few inches.

"Brrrr, it’s cold. Do you see a washroom?"

"There's one just behind us. You can see it in the mirror." He points to the far mirror and she looks. It’s a roadside outhouse provided by the Parks Department for tourists' use.