Framed for Murder

My name is Charlie English. I'm thirty-eight and homeless, so when a man offered me forty bucks to deliver a message and another forty when I had, I jumped at the chance. I shouldn't have. I walked into the house -- and a murder scene -- barely getting away before the cops arrived.<br><br>I needed to get out from under the frame, and knew a private detective who might be willing to help me. There’s one problem, though. He’s my ex-lover, which could make things dicey.<br><br>He’s less than happy to see me when I show up at his office ... until I tell him why I’m there. That piques his interest. Now it’s a case of finding out who the dead man was, who killed him, and proving it wasn't me. Can we succeed ... while dealing with our renewed interest in each other?

Edward Kendrick · LGBT+

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33 Chs

Chapter 29

I checked to see if the two other companies I’d worked for were still around. They were, and they weren’t hiring as far as I could tell. When I tried to get back with them, over two years ago, they’d hinted, without coming out and saying so, that if they had been hiring they’d be looking for younger men.

I scrolled through the list of existing plumbing companies and saw something that gave me an idea. One I hadn’t considered, back when. It would take money. I wondered if I could get Trent to lend it to me. It would be a risk on his part because I might fall flat on my face, but if I didn’t, I could be on my way back to becoming a viable member of society.

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