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    The Saga of Erotika Jones 01: Mystery-Detective Modern Parables
    The Saga of Erotika Jones 01: Mystery-Detective Modern Parables
    The Saga of Erotika Jones 01: Mystery-Detective Modern Parables
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    The Saga of Erotika Jones 01: Mystery-Detective Modern Parables

    By J. R. Kruze and S. H. Marpel

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    The body disappeared, the witnesses forgot their stories. And I had 24 hours to solve the mystery before all the evidence vanished.

    I had no memory of how this all started. Only that I was brougth in to solve a mystery in 24 hours before I had to move to my next assignment. Because I'm a time-jumper. And I go where I'm sent.

    Because I'm damned good at figuring things out. You don't have to have a string of degrees behind your name to figure out things.

    The trick is, I "borrow" someone else's body while I'm on the job, for the time I'm here.

    All I know on this job had a missing corpse already. And it happened when no one was around to see, on a government naval base in the heart of New York. Where sub-contractors came and went constantly.

    I just had to solve it faster than the witnesses either "forgot" or "disappeared."

    Like I said, I had only 24 hours.

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    I didn't want to get out of bed for this new case. I felt tired, the bed was warm, and there was this hunk beside me. Broad shoulders, firm bum, sculptured abs – everything a gal could want.

    Still, the phone was vibrating, it's staccato tempo on the side table persistent and annoying.

    I had my job to do. And under 24 hours, as usual, to see if I could solve this one.

    So I picked that annoyance up and saw the texts that had come in for me. On her phone. My host's.

    That was the trick - I "borrowed" someone's body and ID for the cases that came in. How they did it, the nuts-and-bolts, I didn't really know. Nor did I know my own past - any more. Too many of these jumps had kinda swiss-cheesed my memories.

    The texts were all from Sy (or "Finn", as he sometimes referred to himself). Direct descendant from the Irish Old Ones, the Aos Si. And sometimes he said he was descended from the Menehune. It just depended which side of the planet we ended up on. He was my partner, my bar-buddy, and somehow was connected to the reason I still did this. Still, he made it interesting, and cheered me up when things got too solid and graphic.

    This morning he'd texted me the body was already missing, already cleaned. Said I needed to get there quick, since we both knew the reasons - the witnesses would be "forgetting" what they saw nearly as quick.

    Sy had a theory, and it was closer to true than anyone else believed – other than we who lived in the strange worlds where humans and fairies crossed paths, and where we fought the hidden wars to keep humans safe - in spite of themselves. The darker half of the faery kind were organizing for something - and these human bodies showing up and disappearing were just collateral evidence of their larger plan.

    Somehow. Having a working theory, anyway, was better than having none.

    My feet on the floor now, I bent to scoop up my underthings and I slipped on a too-short cotton bathrobe that was laying tangled in them. This body I was borrowing today was in good shape, an athlete in her school days, no doubt.

    There were a couple of pair of pants on the floor, also tangled. Another quick bend and I snagged them both as well, all enroute to my bathroom. Looked like some ID were in them, so I could get some details about who I was and where...

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    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMidwest Journal Press
    Release dateApr 7, 2019
    ISBN9781386611479
    The Saga of Erotika Jones 01: Mystery-Detective Modern Parables
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    J. R. Kruze

    J. R. has always been interested in the strange, mysterious, and wonderful. Writing speculative fiction is perfect for him, as he's never fit into any mold. And always been working to find the loopholes in any "pat system." Writing parables for Living Sensical seemed a simpler way to help his stories come to life.

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      The Saga of Erotika Jones 01 - J. R. Kruze

      The Saga of Erotica Jones 01

      by J. R. Kruze

      This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

      THE SAGA OF EROTIKA JONES 01

      First edition. April 7, 2019.

      Copyright © 2019 J. R. Kruze and S. H. Marpel.

      ISBN: 978-1386611479

      Written by J. R. Kruze and S. H. Marpel.

      Table of Contents

      Title Page

      Copyright Page

      Dedication

      The Saga of Erotika Jones 01 (Mystery-Detective Modern Parables)

      I

      II

      III

      IV

      V

      VI

      VII

      VIII

      IX

      Book Universes Notes

      Did You Find the Strange Secret in This Story?

      Related Books You May Like

      Did You Like This Book?

      Further Reading: J. R. Kruze Short Story Collection 01

      Also By J. R. Kruze

      Also By S. H. Marpel

      About the Publisher

      Special thanks to Darlene Reid-Rericha, Vanessa Hodnett, and Vicke Grider for the excellent story ideas that pushed me to write this. This upcoming series owes you it's new life.

      - - - -

      From the editor: This book is part of a continuing series, and has subtle references to earlier material. Book Universes Notes have been included in the back just to help you with  a character list, referenced books, and point out some easter eggs...

      THE BODY DISAPPEARED, the witnesses forgot their stories. And I had 24 hours to solve the mystery before all the evidence vanished.

      I had no memory of how this all started. Only that I was brought in to solve a mystery in just that time or sooner – before I had to move to my next assignment. Because I'm a time-jumper. And I go where I'm sent.

      Because I'm damned good at figuring things out. You don't have to have a string of degrees behind your name to figure out things.

      The trick is, I borrow someone else's body while I'm on the job, for the time I'm here.

      All I know on this job had a missing corpse already. And it happened when no one was around to see, on a government naval base in the heart of New York. Where sub-contractors came and went constantly.

      I just had to solve it faster than the witnesses either forgot or disappeared.

      Like I said, I had only 24 hours.

      I

      I DIDN’T WANT TO GET out of bed for this new case. I felt tired, the bed was warm, and there was this hunk beside me. Broad shoulders, firm bum, sculptured abs – everything a gal could want.

      Still, the phone was vibrating, it’s staccato tempo on the side table persistent and annoying.

      I had my job to do. And under 24 hours, as usual, to see if I could solve this one.

      So I picked that annoyance up and saw the texts that had come in for me. It wasn't my host's. Finn must have left it while I slept – while my host slept.

      That was the trick – I borrowed someone’s body and ID for the cases that came in. How

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