by Jason Deas
“What do you mean by comfort?”
“You know what I mean.”
“OK, now I do. Didn’t he feel this went against his beliefs?”
“I think it is where the break began.”
“And what made the break continue?”
“The death of his son, of course. I found him. He didn’t think it through very well if he was trying to set his father up for murder. Brother Jim left the container of antifreeze next to his bed. What murderer would leave it like that? He was out of his head and not thinking straight, obviously.”
“So what did you do after you found him dead?”
“I called Reverend Jim and when he saw his son he went crazy. He tore up the room screaming and breaking everything in sight. He kept yelling something about snakes and serpents. I was terrified.”
“So, what happened to the body? Why didn’t you tell anyone?”
“We buried the body together. I was in love. Hard to explain, I know, but he is a very powerful man and he had that power over me as well.”
“Where is the body buried?”
“Right behind the building that houses his study. There is even a marker. It says ‘Beloved.’ Nobody questions him. He didn’t have to try to hide anything. Everybody that works there believes everything he says. If he said the sky was yellow polka dots, they would all believe it to be the truth. Nobody goes on that piece of the property besides him anyway.”
“So, Reverend Jim’s personality continued to break?”
“Yes. To me. To the congregation he was the same person, but to me and in solitude he started to show pieces of Brother Jim and he figured that Brother Jim owed him.”
“Brother Jim owed him?” Benny asked.
“Yeah. He owed him.”
Red had been silent the whole time and Benny didn’t know he had been paying attention until Red said, “I tell you Bendy, Reverend Jim be confuse with Trinity.”
“Oh my God, Red. Do you know what you just said?”
“Yep. Reverend Jim be sick and think he God and Jesus.”
“I think you’re right.”
“You’re both right,” Beth said. “His personality split is just that way. Sometimes he is Reverend Jim and thinks of himself as God, and at other times he is Brother Jim and thinks of himself as his son.”
“I had a case like this before,” Benny said. “Has it reached the point where he doesn’t remember when the split happens?”
Beth nodded her head in confirmation. “He comes home disoriented and I have to clean up after him.”
“Why did he hire me?”
“Good question,” Beth said. “I confronted him after the first murder. Reverend Jim knew it was happening, but wanted to ignore it. I still loved him at that point and for some reason I wanted to protect him. I suggested hiring you.”
“Why?”
“I wanted to protect him. I loved him.” She began to cry once again. “I knew if we hired you, we would know if anybody was getting close to figuring out what was going on. It was my decision to hire you and Reverend Jim agreed. He thought the idea was genius. You have been solving cases nobody could solve for years and we felt if we had you in our back pocket, we would know when the gig was up. Does that make sense?”
“Most of it,” Benny said, trying to process all the information. “Everything makes sense except one thing. Why did you go to the police? Why did you go to the police as the girl who got away?”
“Another good question. I thought I could keep Reverend Jim out of harm’s way with my testimony. I thought the information would keep authorities running in circles for years. I knew Brother Jim was dead, so of course they would never catch him. They would be forever chasing a ghost.”
“And while they were doing that you thought you could change Reverend Jim back to the man he used to be?”
“How did you know?”
“Just a guess. Is there anything else we need to know before we let you slip away?”
“If it’s not too late.”
“What?” Benny said, sensing alarm. “If what’s not too late?”
“Reverend Jim had recently been collecting pictures of your friend.”
“Which one of my friends?”
“Rachael.”
Chapter 32
Benny and Red started running at the same moment. Benny had left his phone in the vehicle. Once at the car, Benny grabbed the phone and dialed Rachael’s number—it went straight to voicemail, which meant it was turned off or dead. Benny rushed out of the lot and headed to the hotel. On the way, he left messages with Ted and Jessica. Dirk actually answered his phone, although it was one in the morning.
“Hey asshole,” Dirk answered.
“I know we have had an up and down relationship,” Benny said, “but I need your help, and I will pay whatever you ask.”
“What do you need?”
“I need to find my friend Rachael.”
“Rachael Martin?”
“Yes. Have you seen her?”
“Yes, and she is fine. Whew! That is one good looking lady.”
“That’s not what I meant. When you put the tracking device on my car, did you happen to put one on hers too?”
“Maybe. Don’t get mad at me again. Sometimes I can’t help myself. I thought you might sometimes be with her, and I just forgot to tell you about that one. She had not rented a car when I did yours, but as soon as she did, I put one on hers too.”
“Unfortunately, I think I love you at this moment. I doubt she is in her car, but what would it take for you to read the tracker and give me a location?”
“Usually, a hundred dollars, but since we have…”
“Just do it,” Benny screamed. “I might not have much time.”
“This one is free. Because of our history, you get one on the house. Let me see,” he said walking over to his computer. Benny could hear typing. “It looks as though Rachael’s car is moving and, no, it looks as though it has stopped. It just stopped and it isn’t moving. It could be at a stop light.”
“Where?”
“The Royal Park Bridge.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive. Hey, am I ever going to get my car back?”
Benny hung up the phone without answering.
Benny was not incredibly familiar with the West Palm Beach area, but he had driven over and inspected the Royal Park Bridge on his first day in town and remembered how to get back. His faint memories of the time he spent in town with Lizzy Clark also aided his navigation. It was a few minutes after one a.m. and the streets seemed to be empty. Benny’s face radiated worry as he sped through red lights and tore past stop signs without hesitation.
Red rode along as if he and Benny were on a Sunday drive in the country. He trusted Benny with his life and showed no signs of worry for Rachael whatsoever. Red believed Benny could do anything and solve any problem.
“I should have tell you,” Red said.
“Told me what?” Benny took a corner and the tires screamed as they gripped the road.
“Reverend Jim not look like he self on he show last week.”
“I don’t mean to be rude, Red, but can we talk about this later?”
“Yep. I ask he myself.”
Benny was not sure what Red meant by this, and quickly forgot it as he punched the gas on the Smokey and the Bandit Trans Am. As Benny and Red neared the draw bridge, they both noticed simultaneously hazard lights flashing. The bridge was beginning to rise. Benny quickly looked up and down the waterway that was now in view and did not see a boat in sight and knew Reverend Jim must have taken over the bridge-tenders quarters to manipulate the bridge. Benny wondered if the bridge-tender was still alive.
As the arms guarding the bridge came into sight, Benny did not think twice about what he had to do. He knew he was on the wrong side of the bridge. The bridge-tenders quarters were on the other side, and he was sure that was the side of the bridge Reverend Jim and Rachael were on. He floored the gas pedal.
Red tightened his seatbelt as he figured out what Benny was about to try. The draw bridge had risen enough that the two sides had completely separated. Benny blew through the hazard lights and through the arms protecting cars from entering when the bridge was being raised. When the vehicle hit the arms, they did not shatter into a million pieces as they sometimes do in the movies and television, but they ripped off the mechanism which raised and lowered them with great force and a terrific noise.
Benny and Red were about to brace themselves for a wild stunt-like jump across the bridge when Benny spotted something and slammed on the brakes. At the end of the other bridge, rising into the air, were Reverend Jim and Rachael. Reverend Jim was laughing, out of his mind, crazy with glee. Reverend Jim thought Rachael would fall back to her death, as the rising road neared its apex. He planned to climb to the point facing the heavens, and wait until the bridge-tender came to and lowered the two sides. Jim had only given the bridge-tender a small dose of his knockout elixir. Reverend Jim felt he had spiritual powers on his side and he would get away, as usual.
Benny slammed on the brakes as the car reached his side of the road’s end. The car skidded to the end, and the front two wheels of the Trans Am slipped over the edge of the bridge. The car dropped down and made a horrible noise as the undercarriage met the pavement.
“Get out!” Benny yelled to Red.
Benny and Red exited the car. The two sides of the draw bridge were now at forty-five degree angles. Without the car hanging over the edged of the bridge, both Benny and Red would have slipped to the bottom. Opening the car door and slipping out was quite a task, but both men were able to accomplish it with great effort. The doors shut themselves and Benny screamed for Red to hang onto the car. They both did, as Benny tried to think about what to do next.
“Climb onto the roof of the car!” Benny yelled to Red.
The windows of the car were down and Benny and Red each grabbed the roof of the car and planted their feet on top of the doors and vaulted to the top of the Trans Am. The bridge continued to rise.
“We have to get to the end of the road, at the front of the car,” Benny said. “The car is going to fall in just a minute, but it’s our only hope. We’ll have to balance on the end until the bridge lets down.”
Benny and Red climbed to the roof of the car, down the windshield, and across the hood to the top of the road which continued to rise into the air.
Reverend Jim hugged the top of the road on his side and continued to chuckle as he seemed to continue to come unglued. Rachael was obviously fighting through the haze of her drugged mind and had one hand and arm over the side of the road. The bridge was three quarters of the way through its rise.
Benny and Red pulled themselves up and sat atop the road’s surface that pointed skyward as the bridge reached its highest point. The Trans Am toppled backwards and landed with a deafening crash. Reverend Jim had pulled himself up as well and Rachael had one arm and one leg over the side of the road. Her body trembled with her struggle and Benny’s mind searched for a way in which he could help her. As the two pieces of road reached their stopping points, he realized the distance was too far to be able to do anything. Benny did not carry a gun and cursed himself for not doing so as the situation at hand could have easily been resolved with one good shot.
As the two sides of the draw bridge pointed to the sky, with Benny and Red on one side, and Reverend Jim and Rachael on the other, Benny knew the only thing he had on his side was a conversation with a fractured mind and maybe a little luck.
“You don’t have to do this,” Benny shouted to the other side.
“I must do this,” Reverend Jim yelled back. “This woman must be baptized!”
“This is not the way it is done in the good book.”
“What do you know about the good book? You fraternize with unmarried women and bring shame upon yourself.”
Rachael pulled herself over the side of the road and sat on top, next to Reverend Jim. She did not realize as she sat up how close she was to him. Benny saw her and shuddered as she rocked back and forth as the drugs still coursed through her body. Reverend Jim grabbed her by the back of the head, filling his fist with hair and gaining control of her once again.
“Is this your whore?”
Benny did not know what to say and found himself at a loss for words.
Red came to the rescue. Inside, he had been boiling with emotions. It all came spilling out with one question.
“What happen to you mustache and you head?” Red screamed at the top of his lungs.
For a split-second, Reverend Jim was confused. He was not sure who he was and that was all Rachael needed. In her drugged haze, she noticed Reverend Jim’s confusion and acted. Rachael balled her fist and threw it back toward Reverend Jim’s nose. The pain and the impact of the blow rocked his body back and he fell off his perch atop the end of the draw bridge. As he fell, Jim was able to grab the road’s edge and keep himself from falling to his death. He looked up to Rachael, who had slid over to be right above him.
“I know not what I do,” Reverend Jim tried.
“Me neither,” Rachael said. She pounded her fist against his clinging hands. Reverend Jim’s hands released, and seconds later, Rachael heard a splat on the ground at the bottom of the road. She smiled and collapsed onto the top of the road as a wave of the drugs rolled over her body.
Benny and Red witnessed all of what happened on the other side. They both hung onto their sides of the bridge for dear life. As they did, Benny asked, “Is the mustache thing what you were wanting to tell me earlier?”
“Yep. Been really bothering Red.”
“I can see that now,” Benny said, with a smile.
Chapter 33
The Juno Beach Pier rocked with good times. Benny had somehow convinced the manager to rent it out to him for the night. He promised to let any hardcore fishermen aboard and a few old curmudgeons fished as the others partied. Benny offered the old guys beer and they accepted.
Ted was already drunk. Shocker. He promised Benny he would work on his drinking and try to keep his grass cut. He also asked for Benny’s Sloppy Joe recipe. Jessica laughed and drank with Ted. They talked shop and Jessica even told Rachael she was happy she was safe.
Rachael couldn’t believe what had happened to her. She barely remembered it, but her producer told her the ratings were off the charts. When Rachael went to the bathroom, Jessica told Benny that she would never forget him and that she knew their paths would cross again sometime soon. Jessica told Benny that she would wait for him to come to his senses. She said she sensed Benny’s desire. Benny tried to pretend he was uninterested.
Benny had also invited Dirk. Benny was unsure about the invite, but Dirk ended up being the life of the party. Dirk took the death of the Smokey and the Bandit Trans Am pretty hard, but had already framed one of the pictures from the newspaper. In the print, the car was in a heap at the bottom of the bridge. It was a great shot. Dirk felt he had, in some way, helped solve the case, and he had.
Red stood at the end of the pier, staring off into the ocean’s depth. Benny approached from behind.
“What’s on your mind?” Benny asked, as he took a spot next to Red.
“I like lady ocean,” Red said.
“I know you’ve fallen in love with the ocean.”
“But…”
“You miss your plants and Galaxie,” Benny finished.
“Yep.”
“I’ll get you home tomorrow, buddy. I called my brother and he’s going to take us home.”
“OK,” Red said.
Benny stood next to Red. He could tell the young man was still struggling with his thoughts.
“What is it, Red?”
“Red just need to knowing something.”
“About what?”
“How did Bendy ever solve all he cases without Red?”
“I don’t know buddy,” Benny said, laughing. “I don’t know.”
Brushed Away
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Copyright 2018 by Jason Deas
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Book Cover Design: Keri Knutson (Alchemy Book Covers and Design)
Editing: Mary Metcalfe (Laskin Publishing)
Other Books by Jason Deas
Fiction
Birdsongs (Benny James Mystery 1)
Pushed (Benny James Mystery 2)
Brushed Away (Benny James Mystery 3)
Private Eye (Cameron Caldwell Mystery 1)
Coming of Age Novels
The Painter
Boar’s Head Cove
Middle Grade Fiction
Camp Timber View
The Big Stinky City
Non-Fiction
101 Things to Do with Your Christmas Elf
Chapter 1
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 1