The First Few Paragraphs…
The first and only time he saw a bathroom faucet shaped like a penis, he was too occupied to mention it. It was brass, the shaft rose up from the counter top and curved into a bulbous head which pointed down into the sink. He had half expected it, but seeing it still surprised him a little. The shape–the idea of it–didn’t surprise him quite as much as how classy it looked. It was well done, a design made in ingenuity, a perfect marriage of design and function.
Alvin Banks was a private investigator. He had been in this position before. Getting commissioned to solve a murder was a severe pain in the ass, mostly because the detective assigned to the case was, at best, an uncooperative asshole. The city had a knack for hiring asshole detectives as a general rule, but when a private investigator gets hired by the victim, the city’s assigned asshole wants that PI to know just who the fuck is in charge. And it’s not the PI.
Tess Sparks was pretty. Her face had an innocent beauty. She was stacked, too. Perfect skin, a delicate demeanor, and eyes that were deeper than the deepest blue anyone could ever comprehend were on her list of assets. She was a porn star. Also, those deep blue eyes were wide open as her limp, lifeless body slumped against the tank on the back of the toilet.
Her death instigated two calls. One call to 911. One call to Alvin Banks.
He took the job reluctantly. A friend of a friend. He was damn-near obligated to take the job. He didn’t want it. Homicides were always messy. The police work interfered with his investigation. People are more apt to lie to a private investigator than they are to the police. Emotions run high. Reasons compounded. But it was a friend of a friend and that’s why he said yes. It was this friend. Not just a friend…this friend. It almost made him angry. But he said yes. That’s why he was standing in a bathroom with the deceased victim, looking at this design marvel of a penis-faucet.
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The very first few paragraphs of my next novel. I’m WAAAAY deeper in than this, but here is the unedited, very rough first draft of the beginning of the new book….
It’s going to be an off-center murder mystery. Anyway, it will probably change a few times before the final submission, but I’m not editing yet. I’m still on the fun part: the writing.
