Picture Perfect 66

“I’ve been contacted by Tyson Associates on behalf of John Kilpatrick.” Dr. Grey said.

“Oh!”

“They wanted copies of the X-rays & ultrasounds they did at the emerg of your eyes.”

“I see.” Dan thought a moment. “You can give them your expert opinion but that’s all. No X-rays, or medical reports. I’ll let the prosecutor know & they can get any further information from that office.”

“They hinted that also want their own expert ophthalmologist to examine you.”

“Again up to the prosecutor. Next you’ll tell he wants to to sue for breaking his nose.”

Dan hailed a taxi outside the medical clinic. His father had always maintained that doctors were alarmists more dedicated to their time share condos in Orlando than they were to their patients. To Dan this hour in the dark with an eye mask sounded more like alarmism than cure. Maybe he could manage ten minutes but an hour. His vision hadn’t diminished at all since the fight. So what the issue?

He went into Carafe first to talk with Jill Haverly.

“What’s this hear about you closing shop?” He asked her.

“Don’t I at least an hello or a lobster to cook?” Jill said.

“Hello. Is it me ….” he sang. “Is it true?”

“I’m seriously considering it. Cuppa’s is a determined competitor.”

“If a Tim Ho’s can last in the face of Starbucks, & I mean that literally, because I’ve seen them side by side or on opposite corners. Both busy.”

“You saying I’m the Tim’s to their Starbucks?

“No, they are the Tim’s, and you are beyond any Starbucks.”

“My pockets aren’t that deep. Dan I appreciate what you are trying to say. Words won’t pay the bills.”

“Then charge double!”

“What are you crazy. Cuppa’s is giving free coffee. Last week they were giving free travel mugs. Good travel mugs at that.” She went to the counter and brought him one.

“Genuine Thermos! They’ll be out of business in a month if they keep up.”

“This week they’ve started a Cuppa’s Camera Club. Bring them any receipt for camera equipment over a hundred dollars and you get a twenty dollar gift card.”

“We certainly didn’t authorize anything like that.”

“I know or they’d mention the Depot by name.”

“Fuckers.” he said. “Two can play at that.”

“I can’t afford to give away gift cards.”

“You won’t have to. I’ll talk with Sandy and we’ll get back to you. Now that we’ve done the hello, trashed your competitors, where’s my coffee?”

“Coming right up.”

“I have to confess this was the main reason I came back for the weekend. No decent coffee on the east coast.”

“No indecent redheads either.” Jill said.

The Depot was busy with a ‘boss is away sale’ so Dan went behind the counter and waited on the next customer in line.

“Good to have you back boss.” Ushio said.

“Doesn’t feel like I’ve been gone at all.”

The store was momentarily empty of customers.

“Put the ‘back in 15’ timer in the window.” Dan said.

The staff gathered around him.

“I’m not in TO for long but everything is going fine here. I see the …”

“Yeah, we know,” Ushio said. “You watch us all the time.” He pointed up at the security cameras.

“If I had that much spare time I’d find better things to watch. Sales have gone up a bit.”

‘You aren’t here to scare them away.” Sandy grinned. “They could feel you glowering up in your den.”

“I want you to think of some promo …”

They groaned.

“Hear me out. You know about the Cuppa Camera Club.”

“Some have asked me who bought out who?” Sandy said. “Like Timmie’s and Shoppers.”

“I checked it out.” Ushio said. “They don’t mention us in promotion in any way.”

“I think we need one of our own. Something that involves the Carafe and the Silver Gallery.”

“Silver’s is closed for the month. He’s on an acquisitions tour of Chile.”

“Okay. Anyone have any ideas.”

“We could do the reverse.” Sandy said. “For every hundred someone spends at the Carafe they get a twenty dollar discount here.”

“No one is going to buy fifty coffees at one time.” Ushio said.

“It’s a good idea though. Needs work.”

The fifteen minute timer dinged.

“I have things to do upstairs. I’ll stop back before I head out.”

Sandy stopped him before he went. “Did you hear anything about that Lifend man?”

“Shit! I forgot all about that. No, I haven’t heard back from them. At least I don’t think I did. I haven’t been that alert to my emails. I’ll check that out first thing when I get to my office.

He opened the door and peeked in, he half expected Cameron to be there to record his entering. There were several magazines, flyers and some letters on his desk. He flipped through them quickly. 

In the third floor lab he checked the company computer to see what email had come in for him there. He could have done that while he was away but after checking the daily receipts for both locations, inventory control data, he‘d had enough of business matters. Sandy filled him in on anything important in their video conferences. There as nothing there from Lifend. Maybe Linda had heard something?

He sent the scan file of the family photos to his cloud account. It included the scans of his Dad’s travel notes for all of 1985. This way he could double check dates & locations when he compared them to the abductions. 

He did a search for east coast Catholic diocese. There was too much information for him began to look at. But that information was there. He sent the link to the Quintex research department & mentioned the possible connection to Father Phineas. He also asked them to find out if there was any connection between Father Phineas and Inspector Mackillop.

He did a search for the Maritime Circus Museum then for Winston Chamberlain in particular. He hadn’t expected there to be so many Winston Chamberlains around the world. He narrowed it to Canada and all the ones for the correct Winston were in association with the Museum.

He sat back in the desk chair and let it revolve slowly away from the computer. The get-away from the show wasn’t relaxing at all. It would another three weeks after this that he would be back so he had piled in too much to do in this one visit. 

He went down the back stairs and stopped on the balcony. The laneway needed to be swept. It would be snowed in soon enough. A drunk staggered in. Dan pulled away from the rail. The drunk looked around, leaned against the wall, zipped his fly down and pissed with an audible “Ahh.” Must that been holding that for a while. Dan couldn’t make out the guy’s cock but the puddle of urine flowed between his legs. The drunk made an effort to avoid it as he did up his fly.

His cell beeped. It was Linda. He went inside and sat in the dark of the stairway.

Picture Perfect 66

#Toronto #nanowrimo #forensics #amwriting #gayromance #photography #NovaScotia  #ophthalmologist #Wordpress #Stellerton #RCMP #investigator #lgbtq #novel #serialization #Ontario

“I’ve been contacted by Tyson Associates on behalf of John Kilpatrick.” Dr. Grey said.

“Oh!”

“They wanted copies of the X-rays & ultrasounds they did at the emerg of your eyes.”

“I see.” Dan thought a moment. “You can give them your expert opinion but that’s all. No X-rays, or medical reports. I’ll let the prosecutor know & they can get any further information from that office.”

“They hinted that also want their own expert ophthalmologist to examine you.”

“Again up to the prosecutor. Next you’ll tell he wants to to sue for breaking his nose.”

Dan hailed a taxi outside the medical clinic. His father had always maintained that doctors were alarmists more dedicated to their time share condos in Orlando than they were to their patients. To Dan this hour in the dark with an eye mask sounded more like alarmism than cure. Maybe he could manage ten minutes but an hour. His vision hadn’t diminished at all since the fight. So what the issue?

He went into Carafe first to talk with Jill Haverly.

“What’s this hear about you closing shop?” He asked her.

“Don’t I at least an hello or a lobster to cook?” Jill said.

“Hello. Is it me ….” he sang. “Is it true?”

“I’m seriously considering it. Cuppa’s is a determined competitor.”

“If a Tim Ho’s can last in the face of Starbucks, & I mean that literally, because I’ve seen them side by side or on opposite corners. Both busy.”

“You saying I’m the Tim’s to their Starbucks?

“No, they are the Tim’s, and you are beyond any Starbucks.”

“My pockets aren’t that deep. Dan I appreciate what you are trying to say. Words won’t pay the bills.”

“Then charge double!”

“What are you crazy. Cuppa’s is giving free coffee. Last week they were giving free travel mugs. Good travel mugs at that.” She went to the counter and brought him one.

“Genuine Thermos! They’ll be out of business in a month if they keep up.”

“This week they’ve started a Cuppa’s Camera Club. Bring them any receipt for camera equipment over a hundred dollars and you get a twenty dollar gift card.”

“We certainly didn’t authorize anything like that.”

“I know or they’d mention the Depot by name.”

“Fuckers.” he said. “Two can play at that.”

“I can’t afford to give away gift cards.”

“You won’t have to. I’ll talk with Sandy and we’ll get back to you. Now that we’ve done the hello, trashed your competitors, where’s my coffee?”

“Coming right up.”

“I have to confess this was the main reason I came back for the weekend. No decent coffee on the east coast.”

“No indecent redheads either.” Jill said.

The Depot was busy with a ‘boss is away sale’ so Dan went behind the counter and waited on the next customer in line.

“Good to have you back boss.” Ushio said.

“Doesn’t feel like I’ve been gone at all.”

The store was momentarily empty of customers.

“Put the ‘back in 15’ timer in the window.” Dan said.

The staff gathered around him.

“I’m not in TO for long but everything is going fine here. I see the …”

“Yeah, we know,” Ushio said. “You watch us all the time.” He pointed up at the security cameras.

“If I had that much spare time I’d find better things to watch. Sales have gone up a bit.”

‘You aren’t here to scare them away.” Sandy grinned. “They could feel you glowering up in your den.”

“I want you to think of some promo …”

They groaned.

“Hear me out. You know about the Cuppa Camera Club.”

“Some have asked me who bought out who?” Sandy said. “Like Timmie’s and Shoppers.”

“I checked it out.” Ushio said. “They don’t mention us in promotion in any way.”

“I think we need one of our own. Something that involves the Carafe and the Silver Gallery.”

“Silver’s is closed for the month. He’s on an acquisitions tour of Chile.”

“Okay. Anyone have any ideas.”

“We could do the reverse.” Sandy said. “For every hundred someone spends at the Carafe they get a twenty dollar discount here.”

“No one is going to buy fifty coffees at one time.” Ushio said.

“It’s a good idea though. Needs work.”

The fifteen minute timer dinged.

“I have things to do upstairs. I’ll stop back before I head out.”

Sandy stopped him before he went. “Did you hear anything about that Lifend man?”

“Shit! I forgot all about that. No, I haven’t heard back from them. At least I don’t think I did. I haven’t been that alert to my emails. I’ll check that out first thing when I get to my office.

He opened the door and peeked in, he half expected Cameron to be there to record his entering. There were several magazines, flyers and some letters on his desk. He flipped through them quickly. 

In the third floor lab he checked the company computer to see what email had come in for him there. He could have done that while he was away but after checking the daily receipts for both locations, inventory control data, he‘d had enough of business matters. Sandy filled him in on anything important in their video conferences. There as nothing there from Lifend. Maybe Linda had heard something?

He sent the scan file of the family photos to his cloud account. It included the scans of his Dad’s travel notes for all of 1985. This way he could double check dates & locations when he compared them to the abductions. 

He did a search for east coast Catholic diocese. There was too much information for him began to look at. But that information was there. He sent the link to the Quintex research department & mentioned the possible connection to Father Phineas. He also asked them to find out if there was any connection between Father Phineas and Inspector Mackillop.

He did a search for the Maritime Circus Museum then for Winston Chamberlain in particular. He hadn’t expected there to be so many Winston Chamberlains around the world. He narrowed it to Canada and all the ones for the correct Winston were in association with the Museum.

He sat back in the desk chair and let it revolve slowly away from the computer. The get-away from the show wasn’t relaxing at all. It would another three weeks after this that he would be back so he had piled in too much to do in this one visit. 

He went down the back stairs and stopped on the balcony. The laneway needed to be swept. It would be snowed in soon enough. A drunk staggered in. Dan pulled away from the rail. The drunk looked around, leaned against the wall, zipped his fly down and pissed with an audible “Ahh.” Must that been holding that for a while. Dan couldn’t make out the guy’s cock but the puddle of urine flowed between his legs. The drunk made an effort to avoid it as he did up his fly.

His cell beeped. It was Linda. He went inside and sat in the dark of the stairway.

Picture Perfect 66

#Toronto #nanowrimo #forensics #amwriting #gayromance #photography #NovaScotia  #ophthalmologist #Wordpress #Stellerton #RCMP #investigator #lgbtq #novel #serialization #Ontario

“I’ve been contacted by Tyson Associates on behalf of John Kilpatrick.” Dr. Grey said.

“Oh!”

“They wanted copies of the X-rays & ultrasounds they did at the emerg of your eyes.”

“I see.” Dan thought a moment. “You can give them your expert opinion but that’s all. No X-rays, or medical reports. I’ll let the prosecutor know & they can get any further information from that office.”

“They hinted that also want their own expert ophthalmologist to examine you.”

“Again up to the prosecutor. Next you’ll tell he wants to to sue for breaking his nose.”

Dan hailed a taxi outside the medical clinic. His father had always maintained that doctors were alarmists more dedicated to their time share condos in Orlando than they were to their patients. To Dan this hour in the dark with an eye mask sounded more like alarmism than cure. Maybe he could manage ten minutes but an hour. His vision hadn’t diminished at all since the fight. So what the issue?

He went into Carafe first to talk with Jill Haverly.

“What’s this hear about you closing shop?” He asked her.

“Don’t I at least an hello or a lobster to cook?” Jill said.

“Hello. Is it me ….” he sang. “Is it true?”

“I’m seriously considering it. Cuppa’s is a determined competitor.”

“If a Tim Ho’s can last in the face of Starbucks, & I mean that literally, because I’ve seen them side by side or on opposite corners. Both busy.”

“You saying I’m the Tim’s to their Starbucks?

“No, they are the Tim’s, and you are beyond any Starbucks.”

“My pockets aren’t that deep. Dan I appreciate what you are trying to say. Words won’t pay the bills.”

“Then charge double!”

“What are you crazy. Cuppa’s is giving free coffee. Last week they were giving free travel mugs. Good travel mugs at that.” She went to the counter and brought him one.

“Genuine Thermos! They’ll be out of business in a month if they keep up.”

“This week they’ve started a Cuppa’s Camera Club. Bring them any receipt for camera equipment over a hundred dollars and you get a twenty dollar gift card.”

“We certainly didn’t authorize anything like that.”

“I know or they’d mention the Depot by name.”

“Fuckers.” he said. “Two can play at that.”

“I can’t afford to give away gift cards.”

“You won’t have to. I’ll talk with Sandy and we’ll get back to you. Now that we’ve done the hello, trashed your competitors, where’s my coffee?”

“Coming right up.”

“I have to confess this was the main reason I came back for the weekend. No decent coffee on the east coast.”

“No indecent redheads either.” Jill said.

The Depot was busy with a ‘boss is away sale’ so Dan went behind the counter and waited on the next customer in line.

“Good to have you back boss.” Ushio said.

“Doesn’t feel like I’ve been gone at all.”

The store was momentarily empty of customers.

“Put the ‘back in 15’ timer in the window.” Dan said.

The staff gathered around him.

“I’m not in TO for long but everything is going fine here. I see the …”

“Yeah, we know,” Ushio said. “You watch us all the time.” He pointed up at the security cameras.

“If I had that much spare time I’d find better things to watch. Sales have gone up a bit.”

‘You aren’t here to scare them away.” Sandy grinned. “They could feel you glowering up in your den.”

“I want you to think of some promo …”

They groaned.

“Hear me out. You know about the Cuppa Camera Club.”

“Some have asked me who bought out who?” Sandy said. “Like Timmie’s and Shoppers.”

“I checked it out.” Ushio said. “They don’t mention us in promotion in any way.”

“I think we need one of our own. Something that involves the Carafe and the Silver Gallery.”

“Silver’s is closed for the month. He’s on an acquisitions tour of Chile.”

“Okay. Anyone have any ideas.”

“We could do the reverse.” Sandy said. “For every hundred someone spends at the Carafe they get a twenty dollar discount here.”

“No one is going to buy fifty coffees at one time.” Ushio said.

“It’s a good idea though. Needs work.”

The fifteen minute timer dinged.

“I have things to do upstairs. I’ll stop back before I head out.”

Sandy stopped him before he went. “Did you hear anything about that Lifend man?”

“Shit! I forgot all about that. No, I haven’t heard back from them. At least I don’t think I did. I haven’t been that alert to my emails. I’ll check that out first thing when I get to my office.

He opened the door and peeked in, he half expected Cameron to be there to record his entering. There were several magazines, flyers and some letters on his desk. He flipped through them quickly. 

In the third floor lab he checked the company computer to see what email had come in for him there. He could have done that while he was away but after checking the daily receipts for both locations, inventory control data, he‘d had enough of business matters. Sandy filled him in on anything important in their video conferences. There as nothing there from Lifend. Maybe Linda had heard something?

He sent the scan file of the family photos to his cloud account. It included the scans of his Dad’s travel notes for all of 1985. This way he could double check dates & locations when he compared them to the abductions. 

He did a search for east coast Catholic diocese. There was too much information for him began to look at. But that information was there. He sent the link to the Quintex research department & mentioned the possible connection to Father Phineas. He also asked them to find out if there was any connection between Father Phineas and Inspector Mackillop.

He did a search for the Maritime Circus Museum then for Winston Chamberlain in particular. He hadn’t expected there to be so many Winston Chamberlains around the world. He narrowed it to Canada and all the ones for the correct Winston were in association with the Museum.

He sat back in the desk chair and let it revolve slowly away from the computer. The get-away from the show wasn’t relaxing at all. It would another three weeks after this that he would be back so he had piled in too much to do in this one visit. 

He went down the back stairs and stopped on the balcony. The laneway needed to be swept. It would be snowed in soon enough. A drunk staggered in. Dan pulled away from the rail. The drunk looked around, leaned against the wall, zipped his fly down and pissed with an audible “Ahh.” Must that been holding that for a while. Dan couldn’t make out the guy’s cock but the puddle of urine flowed between his legs. The drunk made an effort to avoid it as he did up his fly.

His cell beeped. It was Linda. He went inside and sat in the dark of the stairway to take the call.

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