A Chase to Argyle’S Castle

By Geoffrey A. Gilbert

Detective Sergeant Pete Giovanni stumbles upon a cold case involving a chic, beautiful California college graduate. He soon finds out that a sordid trail of lies, murder, deception, and heart-wrenching romance leads to one manSteve Hernandez! Bedecked with the fame and opulence most mortals can only dream about, Hernandez uses his vast family fortune to lure many unsuspecting women into his deadly tentacles. The psychopath has his sights set on another bright, young university graduate, Melinda Fallow, but Detective Giovanni has other ideas.

With multiple aliases and surreptitious underworld contacts at his command, this roving killer flees to London. He continues his murderous rampage by tainting a scenic North Yorkshire valley trail with the blood of another victim. Detective Giovanni teams up with his London counterparts to find the maniac before he strikes again!

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Jul 23, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524620165

Geoffrey A. Gilbert

Geoffrey A. Gilbert is the Author of three other Novels: Jungle Rescue, The Bazatov Conspiracy, and A Chase To Argyle’s Castle. He is an ardent follower of Current and International Affairs. With his meandering thrill and adventure, Gilbert intrigues readers with sheer excitement, and unpredictability. He also aspires to have his work adapted to film. Gilbert participated in Hollywood PitchFest – Los Angeles, California (September 2014), and Las Vegas, Nevada (June 2016). Visit www.geoffrey a gilbert.com, for more details.

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CHAPTER 1

She stood against the polished metal railing just gazing at the pale fading moon. The weak predawn rays shot tiny light shafts against the gently bobbing waves. For the bright California girl, this is the perfect setting, for a sizzling hot romantic rendezvous.

Melinda exceeded her parents’ expectations. Jessica and Harold Fallow were extremely proud of their daughter. They gave her the best education. From kindergarten, all the way up to University - Melinda lacked nothing! The Fallow’s were not surprised that she wanted to become a scientist.

Jessica and Harold couldn’t ask for anything more, from Melinda! Certainly, Harold is not surprised at her achievements. He’ll never forget the words uttered to his Marine Corp buddy, Russ Stapleton, many years ago: Mel is always experimenting with stuff – can’t keep that little girl away from my old tool box in the garage. Man, she’s got a really inquiring mind!

Just a month before graduation, Harold reminded Melinda of the sentiments he expressed back then. Time went by so quickly. The endless hours of laboratory experiments, and exams were not in vain. And now, Melinda Fallow is well on her way to fame and glory!

As she prepared herself for this great journey called life, Melinda also reflected on the words of her favorite tutor, Professor Adam Sachs – a stocky, medium- built man, who was so passionate about life. Despite the plethora of adversities he had encountered, Professor Sachs soldiered on: Do not be so immersed in fear of failure that your dreams and aspirations perish in gestation. Always be prepared to forge ahead, clearing through rugged pathways, and new frontiers which may appear to be difficult and impregnable! Remember, there are no barriers to success. A perceived obstacle, is the fuel which fires up the engine of monumental achievements.

Melinda threw the thick cotton towel over her shoulder. She tried desperately to blot out any thoughts of home. She is now an adult, with physiological and other needs like any of her peers. A nice guy has offered to fulfill all her dreams. The strong emotional attachment to mom and dad, is just not enough to deter Melinda from pursuing the desires of her heart!

The partially filled glass of Carbonnieux, left a tangy zing on her lips. Melinda held onto the nylon guard rail as a gentle wave splashed against the bow. This caused a temporary impairment to her balance. She called out to her lover: Hey Steve! What’s keeping you so long, darling?

Steve twisted the bottle cap. As he climbed onto the deck, the cruiser rocked slightly to the left. A change in the early morning Pacific tide, caused him to spill the sparkling white wine. They were on the third bottle!

I’m coming love - will be with you in a minute.

Malinda dropped the floral wrap revealing her bright blue, snug fitting bikini. Steve had chosen the perfect romantic cove - a lovely secluded sheltered bay near Samona Park.

Finally! Thought you were out picking the grapes.

You still want more my love? Steve smiled, then looked at the woman standing next to him. His eyes zeroed in on her bikini once again. A tiny string was tied in a neat little bow, studded at the end with two miniature replica penises. Every time Melinda moved her legs, the little dicks chimed. Very nice! Are they sending me a message? Steve gesticulated. Melinda chuckled. Hah- hah-hah, I’m sure you can find out if you really want to.

I like cheeky women- they’re so much fun. Steve removed the bottle cap - he refilled Melinda’s glass."

Thanks love. Melinda smiled. I think you’re my kinda guy.

My pleasure – your wish is my command.

Really? Then let me make a wish!

Hey pretty girl, I see that the wine’s working on you already.

Melinda lifted her right leg, she placed her foot on the synthetic side rail. The tiny dildos on her bikini straps struck another sweet symphony - Steve was ecstatic.

Prince Charming, I’m eons away from being inebriated.

"Hey babes, inebri… where the hell is that?"

Sorry, let’s keep it simple. It’s not one of those tongue- twisters.

Then what the heck it means? Steve spilled some of his wine as the cruiser swayed gently to the left.

Melinda looked at him again, then replied, Drunk!

Oh! You got me on that one."

She threw her unfinished drink smack into the playboy’s face. Come this way, baby! You know that I can’t get enough of you - my sweet Romeo.

Ah! That’s my girl! Steve felt his heart racing as he got closer to Melinda. The wine bottle slipped from his hands. Cushioned by the thick rubber coating on the deck of the luxury cruiser, it bounced off the edge, and was soon lost in the mangled abyss of seaweed and marine microbes on the seabed.

Steve already felt a strong emotional attachment to his new girlfriend. The weekend romantic rendezvous, is a first step in the fulfillment of his dream. Steve now thinks that he has found the perfect soul mate. There is something so special about Melinda Fallow. He pressed his tongue against her warm succulent lips, then ran her fingers through and caressed her body. Steve slowly brought his hand over to her navel. Melinda smiled again. Her breast rising rhythmically as she succumbed to his playful, teasing touches. Oh, Steve, Steve! Yes -Just keep your hand on that spot.

Melinda wriggled and moaned softly, pleading for more of his sensuous touch. It’s all yours honey – all of it.

Spurred on by her seductive utterances, Steve became highly animated. He sucked her soft lips again and again. The tangy taste of the wine still lingered on her breath. Steve continued to kiss her lips passionately. Melinda’s heart was pounding feverishly against his hairy chest – the pulsating sensation really fired him up.

Steve felt a wave of heat in the groin area, his breathing became erratic. He bit Melinda’s left ear; she tried to turn her head slightly, but his poking tongue triggered another burst of ecstasy and wild erotic pleasure. Melinda was shaking violently – writhing, sweating, heaving and bouncing. Steve stroked and caressed her body – slapping and clawing at her taunt butt.

She moaned softly, then stroked his thick curly black hair. Oh Steve! Please hold it just a bit longer!

Darling I’m trying to, but…. Whoa! Whoa! Melinda! Melinda, my love! Can’t hold it any longer.

Please Steve! Please – I want more! More – Darling! He tried, but the sensation was overpowering. Steve made one final carnal thrust, slamming his pelvis against Melinda’s gyrating body. Melinda felt every jab. The muscles on his face became rigid, he then dug his fingers into her shoulders. Wooh! Wooh! Steve screamed - the orgasm was volcanic!

She felt fully energized after the blast - her soft wet lips throbbing with excitement. Steve slumped over on the canvas cot. He hasn’t experienced such sexual pleasure in quite a long while. Melinda looked at him again. She couldn’t believe this. Steve had exceeded her wildest expectations on the very first date! Melinda took a deep breath – a flurry of thoughts engulfed her. Is this the beginning of a serious romantic relationship?

She shook her head in response - her body shivered. Time alone will tell – surely, time alone.

By now the moon had completed its solar trek. Silver gray streaks from ebbing rays receded onto the horizon. The couple then retreated to the comforts of the cabin beneath.

Melinda started to feel the effects of that wine. Just another whiff of anything with a trace of alcohol will send her straight to the toilet!

This is her first time with Steve, the glitzy California businessman. They met about three months ago, purely by a chance encounter. The thirty-five year old San Diego native, was selected to give the keynote address at her graduation ceremony. Even in his state of orgasmic bliss, the wealthy, third generation Peruvian – American, remembers that fateful day so vividly. His words of admonishment to the bright young graduates bore a subtle and poignant message still relevant to America’s future leaders.

"It’s really an honor and a privilege for me to share my experience with you. As many of you know, my grandparents came to America many years ago. They were dirt poor, barely literate, and yet they’ve been able to start one of the largest and most successful farms in California. Today, Apex Farms, provide employment for over two hundred people. We generate average annual sales of USD 350 million. So what’s the formula, followed by my ancestors - Miguel and Ramona Hernandez?

They did not have a clue about business, when they left the Peruvian Central Highland town of Ayacucho, to pursue a better life in this magnificent country. I’ve often reflected on these few lines to come up with the answer – land of the free and the home of the brave."

Steve still remembers staring straight down the expansive hallway and being transfixed by Melinda’s awesome presence. He was stunned by her articulate presentation: First, let me thank my wonderful parents – mom and dad take a bow. And of course our excellent tutors! Without your commitment and dedication, I’m sure that we would not have been here today.

Melinda had stolen the heart of a rich California executive – Steve Hernandez. Maybe this is the genesis of a sizzling hot romance.

Steve sat up on the bed. His pleasant reminiscing halted temporarily by the bobbing and weaving of the sleek craft.

Darling, you’re Ok? I thought you had fallen asleep.

I did for a short while, but then I was awakened by a trip down memory lane.

Really? Honey! I’m here with you and you’ve got stuff on your mind!

Yeah - tons of it!

Melinda bolted out of the bed. What is wrong with you? Here we are – beautiful yacht, the finest caviar, and a young hot diva by your side. You should be thinking about one thing only.

And what’s that? Steve interjected, his eyes rolling in anticipation.

Screwing me until the sun comes up!

My love I am just reflecting on the very first time I laid my eyes on you. Seems like a very long time, but the memories are still very vivid.

Oh, sorry darling – you’re so sweet!

Melinda pulled Steve by his boxers. She was now the sexual aggressor. He landed on top of her – knees bent and partially immersed in the thick foam bedding. He licked her nipples again – they tasted like sweet, succulent plums! Spurred on by wild, passionate excitement, Melinda wrapped her long shapely legs around his waist.

By now the strong, virile stud was raring to go again. They continued to roll and romp, playfully stroking each other. Melinda kept up the sharp rotation of her hips, Steve dug his fingers into the pillow while poking his tongue into her ear.

Melinda screamed! Her lover had taken her to that plateau of sexual ecstasy one more time. This time around, the trip was studded with even more gusto, fire and thunder!

Oh Steve, you’re a tiger in bed! Melinda tickled him, running her fingers along his bare chest.

You know what they say about a first impression?

Well, you’ve passed the test with flying colors.

The early morning sky became clearer, and the couple enjoyed each other’s company. A predawn haze drifted across the bay, the wind gathered momentum. Once again the tide rose slightly. Steve’s boat swayed from side to side. A bottle of exotic women’s fragrance tipped over the stainless steel vanity. The rocking of the boat made Melinda a bit nauseous. She looked at the man whose strong, passionate embrace gave her a feeling of safety and comfort, then asked: What’s happening darling? I’m scared.

Don’t worry my love, the tide’s just acting up, no harm will come your way when you are with me.

Steve got off the bed, his flaccid tired penis dangling like a wet sock on a backyard laundry line. He walked towards the shower, grabbing a towel along the way.

Mind if I join you darling? Melinda held her breast, then licked the firm nipples. Steve felt giddy, she was turning him on again.

Mind if I join you, my love?

Only on one condition. Steve smiled.

And what might that be? Asked Melinda, the comical smirk on her face barely masking the inner desire for more of Steve’s sexy body. They did it three times within the last eight hours - and she still wanted more!

Let’s take a time out. I want to keep that piston firing for quite a few more years, my love.

Ok, my handsome beau - we’ll call a truce; but on my terms.

Melinda slipped off her thong then walked towards the shower. Steve’s mobile phone rang – the ringtone is quite upbeat - Melinda really liked it. He bolted out – skipping over the small garbage bin, just in time to pick it up. Steve did not recognize the number.

Hello, Hernandez - who is this?

That’s not very important at this point, just pay attention to what I am about to tell you.

The man’s heavy Hispanic accent is somewhat familiar. I’m about to end this call, I’ve got no time for pricks like you.

Really! I know about the young college student – the one you killed, then dumped her body in a shallow grave. Steve’s body shook, Melinda saw the perplexed look on his face.

Honey, I thought you said this is our time!

He waved his right hand, suggesting that he’ll be done with the caller in a minute or two.

Mister, I don’t know what you’re talking about – stop wasting my time.

Time, huh – you’re thinking way ahead of me Playboy. If you do not cooperate, I’m afraid you’ll have a lot of time – behind some prison bars. So don’t screw with me!

Steve felt his heart racing – literally pounding in his chest.

Look man, whoever you are, I don’t care about anything you have to say. Stop wasting my time asshole!

Don’t say I didn’t warn you – I’m sure the San Diego Police will be very interested in what I have to say. It’s all up to you my friend.

Steve threw the handset on the bed, then walked back to join Melinda.

Is everything alright darling? He took a deep calm breath.

Sure - some guy looking for work – don’t know how he got hold of my mobile number.

Some things come with the territory. My love, come on in, we’ve got unfinished business to take care of.

Steve joins Melinda in the shower, on his way in he picked up the black thong. He rolled it into a little ball, then threw it at Melinda. Hey babes, I prefer the bikini with the two dangling dicks!

Melinda bent forward, her head went all the way down to her knees. What are you doing? The Playboy had a worried look on his face. Waiting on you my love!

Harold and Jessica Fallow finished the evening dinner around 8: 30. The skyline over Santa Rosa, bore the bright orange rays of a slowly receding sun. The couple retired about a year and a half ago, after they had accomplished an important milestone – Melinda had completed her university education. The euphoria and jubilation were magnified - their idol graduated with honors! The Fallow’s were ecstatic about their daughter’s remarkable achievements!

Melinda is scheduled to begin work as a NASA engineer in another month. Harold and Jessica Fallow were bombarded with pleasantries wherever they went. The congratulatory phone calls were incessant! The proud parents were really looking forward to basking in their daughter’s glory, and eventual fame.

Harold and Jessica continued to enjoy the cool tranquil evening, just gazing at the late Pacific sunset. They were not expecting any disruptions to this beautiful magnificent setting.

Get the phone darling. Jessica’s tone had a touch of urgency. Harold grabbed it on the last ring.

Fallow’s residence, this is Harold - how may I help you?

Good evening Sir, this is Detective Sergeant Pete Giovanni, San Diego Police. I hope I’m not calling at a bad time.

Oh my God, what is it? Harold was visibly shaken.

Mr. Fallow, I want you to be calm – what I’m about to tell you may come as a total shock. But please don’t jump to any conclusions. Our investigation is still in the preliminary stages.

Officer! Don’t keep me in any more suspense – please, please! Whatever it is – I want to know!

It’s about your daughter. Replied the detective.

What about her! Harold walked over to where Jessica was sitting.

We have reasons to believe that Melinda may be in grave danger.

Detective! What do you mean – danger?

The guy she’s dating may have something to do with the disappearance of a young college student, about two years ago.

Harold bolted out of the patio chair. Jessica my dear, you’ve got to hear this! Mrs. Fallow rushed over to her husband. His hands were shaking. Sir! We are coming down to the precinct right now. This is serious stuff."

Yes, I think that’s an excellent idea!

Darling, let’s get dressed! We’re going to see Detective Sergeant Giovanni. He thinks that Mel’s life may be in danger.

Oh my God! I don’t want anything to happen to my girl - she is still my baby!

Had a gut feeling about this guy – sometimes you’ve got to go with intuition! Hurry darling – I’m really anxious to hear what Detective Giovanni has to say.

Ok love, let me grab my sweater.

CHAPTER 2

Melinda woke up feeling extremely tired; the long night of wild sex and copious amounts of beer and wine left her in a state of incoherence. Steve lay sprawled out on the bed, the smell of vomit filled the cabin.

The morning sun shot its piercing rays through the cabin window. A sickly nauseating feeling came over Melinda. Several thoughts flashed through her mind.

She had opened up her heart, body and soul to a man who offered her the world! Steve Hernandez made a promise to give her the moon and the stars. A luxurious, fast- paced life, travel and bling galore! Irresistible and appealing, this is certainly what every girl dreams of.

Her parents gave her everything, so Melinda was no stranger to wealth. Campus life had changed her quite a lot though. She almost fell into the trap many of her peers fell into - experimenting with drugs alcohol and sex!

There was a continuous supply of Methamphetamines, and Marijuana. Thankfully, Melinda’s good upbringing helped her to remain focused on her studies. And when the big day came, the sassy California girl showed that she had the brains to match her exceptional beauty.

That was months ago - time went by rather so quickly. Now, as the morning sun shone brilliantly over the bay. She looked at the man who had swept her off her feet. And now he is sleeping blissfully in a combination of drunken stupor and wild obsession.

Melinda struggled to make sense out of this. She had observed the subtle change in Steve’s demeanor after he got the call from an unknown party. At least, so he claimed. When she asked him what the call from this John Doe was about, he said it was someone inquiring about a job. Yet, she vividly remembers his rather angered response during the interaction. Melinda took a good long look at him as he slept. She wrapped the dark blue towel around her body, then walked back to the vanity.

Steve’s mobile phone was placed on the edge of the shiny countertop; her black Gucci purse, mere