It was well past normal working hours in fact it was one o'clock in the morning when Jay and Melissa met with Lindsay Graham to hear what she had to say. It was a crazy tale but one that they found very intriguing. It was something out of a crazy late night movie.
"Don't take this the wrong way Lindsay but it does sound pretty unreal. We're not saying we don't believe you we've just never heard of anything like this before." He told the young twenty eight year woman who was impeccably dressed in a dark business suit and heels.
She stared long and hard at the man sitting in the high back chair behind the desk wondering what it was going to take to convince him. Her look went to his wife who sat on the front corner of the desk. She was very friendly and sexy without really trying. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail and her tight blue jeans didn't seem to match his dark suit and tie.
"I was on a stakeout or I would have dressed a little nicer to meet you." Melissa said to Lindsay noticing how she was analyzing them.
Lindsay smiled impressed with her and took a deep breath.
"You can see I'm telling the truth if you go to this site. The video is there for members to see. You can use this member name and password."
Jay sat up in the chair not sure if he heard right and Melissa stirred as well shocked that she was giving them this information.
"How did you get this information? It doesn't make sense they would give it to you." Melissa asked very curious to hear the answer.
Jay was already on his laptop. It only took a moment before he was in and seeing something he had never seen before.
"I went back to the bar for a couple of days hoping I would see them. I was about to give up when I recognized the bartender from that night. At first he pretended he had no idea who I was but when there was nobody around he talked to me. He told me he had nothing to do with them but was being forced into helping. He said he was accidentally included on an email to a new member and that's how he got the credentials. He said he kept it just in case he needed it one day."
"What was his name?" Melissa asked ready to add it to her notes.
"It was Michael." Lindsay answered as she stood from her seat and stepped around Melissa to see what Jay was looking at.
Melissa joined them in looking at the computer. He was exploring the website and shaking his head.
"It's a private club with memberships only so not just anybody could join. I guess it is by invitation only." Jay said very curious.
"If you click under the section for videos you'll see it." Lindsay directed not wanting to waste any more time than necessary.
Melissa saw the look of embarrassment on the girl and put her hand on her shoulder giving it a gentle squeeze. Jay had clicked the link to play the video and in just a couple of seconds the screen was filled. Amazingly it looked exactly as Lindsay described it. The room was large with three large leather sofas, one red, one black and one white. They surrounded what looked to be a king sized mattress on the floor. There was a large wood burning fireplace with a white shag rug in front of it. But it was the people that made Jay look over toward his wife.
"You were on drugs?" Jay asked almost accusingly.
Lindsay blushed as she cleared her throat, "I smoked a little pot before I went out to take the edge off and get me in the mood to have fun but that was it. I don't know why or how this..."
Again Melissa squeezed her shoulder gently and offered her a sympathetic smile.
Lindsay went and sat down in the chair leaving Jay and Melissa to watch the video. There were people having sex all over the room. Lindsay was on the mattress positioned on all fours with a muscular bald man fucking her hard from behind. Jay struggled to keep his thoughts professional. The woman had gorgeous long legs and a great ass which were on full display. The video was very explicit as the camera moved in for many close ups.
"The guy with you is Davis?" Jay asked without taking his eyes off the screen.
"Yeah that is him. His wife Debbie is on the red couch with the Asian girl."
Jay and Melissa both looked for the red couch. The woman looked like an amazon compared to the petite Asian girl she was dominating with a strap on. Melissa leaned over and hit pause.
"I think we have seen enough to believe your story. But what we don't know, is how you came to even know them and how you ended up at their house?" Melissa asked after taking a glance at her husband's growing bulge.
"I went to Club Heat. It's known to be a pick up place and famous for swingers. Anyway, I was dancing when Debbie started talking to me. She was funny and I found her British accent to be attractive. We danced for a few songs and then she took me to the lounge area and introduced me to her husband. They had drinks. I don't drink so just had the bottled water from the club. Then the three of us went and danced some more. The last thing I remember from the club is looking at my watch when it was almost midnight."
"So there was no opportunity for them to spike your drink and you didn't take any other drugs. How did they get you?" Melissa asked to herself as she slowly walked toward Lindsay.
"This is going to be awkward but can you take off your clothes?"
Lindsay stood up and began stripping. Jay looked at his wife confused not knowing what she was doing. Lindsay hesitated when she had it all off but her bra and panties. Melissa nodded her head and she took those off too. Melissa stepped close to Lindsay and started inspecting her skin.
"I'm looking for signs of a puncture. You would never know in a crowded club especially on the dance floor."
It didn't take long for Melissa to find it just underneath her shoulder blade.
"Now what do we do? I can't just run to the police because they'll disappear. According to Michael they are connected. How else would they get away with what they are doing?"
Jay and Melissa told their new client they would start investigating the couple and figure out a way to bring them down quietly. Lindsay was afraid of it going public and ruining her career and hurting her family.
Over the next couple of days Jay started frequenting the club where Lindsay met the couple but got nowhere fast. It was the third visit where he saw Debbie. He waited for his opportunity to approach her. She went up to the bar and Jay followed.
"I couldn't help but notice you were by yourself. I'd love to buy you a drink if you would let me?"
The woman smiled brightly at him. Jay knew women found his dignified look to be attractive. He was in his early forties with salt and pepper hair and dressed in a way that said he was successful. Jay made eye contact with the woman and realized the video didn't do her justice. She was easily six feet tall and had a curvy figure. Her dark brown hair fell to her shoulders and her eyes locked on him with real intensity. She motioned for him to sit next to her.
"It's a Long island Iced Tea." Debbie confirmed for him with her British accent.
Jay went about flirting for the next fifteen minutes and he was beginning to feel like she would open up to him. He was about to suggest they dance when her husband appeared.
"Sorry to interrupt mate but I need to have my wife back." He said laughing without any hint of jealousy.
Jay could see he was extraordinarily confidant in himself just by posture and mannerism. He took Debbie's hand and started leading her away.
"It was fun while it lasted maybe next time sweetie." Jay called out as he finished his own whiskey.
To Jay's surprise the man turned quickly and came back to him. He stood directly in front of Jay and glared. Jay could see rage in his eyes and his jaw clenched. Jay quickly readied himself to be attacked by the man when Debbie intervened.
"Davis calm down he was just being friendly." Debbie said quickly as she tugged at his arm.
Jay stared the man in the eye not chancing to look away. He was clearly dangerous.
"Watch your step mate. Next time I'll fuck you up." Davis told him in a low cold voice.
The couple disappeared into the crowd and Jay relaxed. It started off well but quickly went south and now there was no way he could get in with them. It would have to be plan B.
"Dude you seriously shouldn't mess with that guy. He's fucking trouble." The man behind the bar said while leaning over to talk to Jay.
"Yeah I can see he's kind of a psycho."
The bartender laughed as he wiped down the counter obvious to Jay he was in agreement and must have seen it before.
"What's your name?" Jay asked in a friendly way and extended his hand to shake.
The man accepted the handshake and answered, "I'm Michael."
Jay felt like buying a lottery ticket this was the same guy Lindsay spoke to. He struck up a conversation with the man and eventually told him he was a private investigator. Michael cringed and looked around carefully.
"Buddy you need to be careful around here. There are plenty of ears listening and you don't want them knowing your business."
Michael laughed loudly putting on an act trying not to seem as if he is in a serious conversation.
