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Mutiny and Murder
Mutiny and Murder
Mutiny and Murder
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Mutiny and Murder

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Mutiny and Murder is the newest exciting episode in a series of daring mystery adventures starring Island Detective Chief Inspector Henry Oaks. A freight ship’s Captain goes missing at sea. His quarters are found ransacked! The whole ship is searched and no other clues are found. But this Captain has friends in high places and they want answers. The closet land is the exotic vacation oasis Island of Zindy. Thus, Island Detective Chief Inspector Henry Oaks finds himself embarking on a long helicopter ride out to deep ocean waters to aid in the investigation. Readers buckle your seatbelts and prepare yourselves for a wild ride! Murder! Suspense! Rye police humor, crass sarcasm, daring do and some find detective work combine in this thriller! Author Stu Leventhal once again tells a unique entertaining tale of evil personified and the heroes who will not rest until justice is served. Author Stuart Leventhal is a freelance news reporter, fiction writer and poet.

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PublisherStu Leventhal
Release dateNov 1, 2014
ISBN9781311025708
Mutiny and Murder
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Stu Leventhal

Author Stu Leventhal writes fiction; sci-fi, mysteries, westerns as well as nonfiction; business and marketing advice and how to books. Stu Leventhal's writing is published all over the web as well as offline in print in newspapers and magazines. His poetry and song lyrics are included in many poem journals. Stu Leventhal is a restaurant, bar and club review writer for the Philadelphia, Pennsylvania area. Stu Leventhal runs Philadelphia Restaurant Consultant which specializes in advice for marketing and managing hospitality businesses.

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    Mutiny and Murder - Stu Leventhal

    MUTINY AND MURDER

    By Stu Leventhal

    (Episode two of the HIGH SEA Trilogy)

    *Another Detective Oaks Murder Mystery!

    ~~~

    Smashwords Edition

    Copyright © 2014 by Stu Leventhal. All rights reserved.

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    Table of Contents

    Chapter One

    Chapter Two

    Chapter Three

    Chapter Four

    Chapter Five

    Chapter Six

    Chapter Seven

    (Chapter One)

    Seaman Stephance Koe lifted his right foot placing his shoe on the second step of the metal staircase. He used his handkerchief to rub a smudge mark shining up the tip of his shoe. He lifted his other shoe onto the stairs, leaned over then cleaned a dirt mark that was on the heel. He stood up straight, tucked his shirt into his pants nice and tightly, straightened his sailor cap then headed up the metal stairs to the ship’s foredeck.

    He found Captain Pontiac leaning on the railing, peering through his hand held mini brass telescope, out at the great expanse of calm sea. Stephance clicked his heels together then saluted his Captain. Excuse me Sir, but you’re needed down below in the engine room.

    The Captain spun around on his good leg. He squashed his telescope shrinking it small enough to fit into his blazer pocket. He lifted his cane, unhooking it from the rail. He leaned his great bulk on the cane then hobbled towards the staircase. He stopped then crooked his thick neck gazing back over his shoulder. Squinty eyes surrounded by puffy waves of wrinkles looked Stephance up then down then up then down. Your belt buckle is not shining sailor. Grumbled the old man’s rusty voice. And I believe you could use a visit to the ship’s barber. He stared Stephance in the eyes.

    Yes Sir. Assured, the young slim sailor still saluting rigidly. I’ll take care of it right away.

    See that you do. The Captain twisted his head back into place then continued on his way towards the stairs. At ease! His voice boomed as an afterthought. Slowly Stephance lowered his hand, let his pot belly stomach pop back out then his posture slouched.

    The Captain slowly descended the stairs sideways leading with his peg leg.

    In the pitch darkness behind and underneath the staircase, a man readied himself for action. His hands held a long pole with a huge hook on the end. He watched the Captain’s peg land on the top step, then the shoe landed. Then the peg landed on the next step, then the shoe landed right beside it. Then the peg landed, then the shoe. As the Captain lifted his peg leg up to take another step, the man stuck the pole with the hook on the end through the stairs from behind. He hooked the Captain’s peg, and pulled.

    AHHH!!.. THUMP! BANG! THUD! BANG! THUMP!

    Stephance ran to the top of the stairs then looked down. He saw four men, his cohorts jump from the shadows swinging their clubs. BANG! THUMP! THUD! UMPH! UGG! OWW! KICK! KICK! THUMP! KICK! The beating went on and on… Finally the clubs were dropped. Stephance watched as each muscular man grabbed one of the Captain’s wide blubbery limbs with both hands. They picked the heavy man up as Stephance creeped down the stairs to see if they would really go through with their diabolical plan.

    They carried the Captain over to the rail. One. They swung the body back then out. Two. They swung him back then out almost over the rail. Three. They swung the body back and HEY!!! The Captain awoke and began to struggle and twist. But, the momentum was already built up. The four men let go of the Captain’s limbs, AAHHHH!!!.. HHHH!!..

    BANG! The peg leg slammed down hard on the top of the rail. Uh! The Captain fell out of view but his voice hung in the air AAAHHHH!!!... Stephance jumped off the staircase then raced to the rail. He leaned over looking down. The moonlight sparkled off the tops of the waves, he saw the Captain floating away from the ship like a great buoy, the current spinning him around. He had one arm raised high out of the water. MUTINY!! He yelled shaking his fist. MUTINY!! But it could only be heard faintly. MUU!..TINN!..nnnyyy!!!

    Stephance turned around to watch three of the older, unsavory men dumping buckets of water on the floor in front of the staircase, washing away any blood or other evidence that might have been left. The fourth man stooped to gather up their clubs then hustled to the rail to dump the blunt weapons over the side, into the ocean. Stephance’s foot knocked into something. He looked down and saw the Captain’s little brass telescope rolling along the deck. Quickly he bent over then scooped it up. Hey, Give me that! A short, squat, powerfully built, man with a patch over his right eye stepped towards Stephance. He snatched the telescope out of the young sailor’s hand. The man opened his long button shirt then stuffed the telescope into an inside chest pocket. He snickered at Stephance as he buttoned up his shirt. Get his cane Boy. He pointed his hairy, calloused finger.

    Stephance turned then took a few steps towards the Captain’s thick walking stick. The boat shifted under an ocean swell and to Stephance’s amazement the Captain’s carved cane rolled and bounced right at him. The young seaman stooped over then scooped up the cane with both his opened hands. Wow! It’s heavy. He announced as he walked it over to the older sailor who had ordered him to retrieve it. I don’t want it! The man stepped back as if he was afraid he would catch a disease. Throw it over board! I don’t even want to see it. It’s bad luck!

    Stephance walked the cane over to the rail then let it roll out of his arms…Splash! Stephance’s eyes scanned the sea for the Captain but saw no sign. He watched the cane bob up and down in the water as it drifted farther and farther from the ship. Hurry Boy! A higher pitched sailor’s voice whined. Stephance turned to see the tall gangly sailor holding the hatch door open for him. Stephance was the only one still on deck.

    1/2 hour later

    Below deck, in

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