Bridget Has Gone Missing

Bridget's Brownstone! 
 

Olivia stood outside Bridget's brownstone...She looked in the windows....There was no light on at all..She rang the doorbell , she continued to look in the windows.

Beverly walked around the corner...

"Nothing around the back either... Her car isn't even here...."said Beverly.

"She's not answering her phone...It's going to voicemail."said Olivia.

"Auntay , Do you uh think she might be.....?" said Beverly.

"Don't say it Neicey Poo....Don't think it!" said Olivia.

Nelson drove up in Olivia's car...

He had coffees....

"Nothing huh?" he asked.

"No...She's not home...Her car isn't here." said Beverly.

"Thanks for the coffees Nelson. No, she's not here and she's not answering her phone either." said Olivia.

"Do you think? Do you think she may be?" asked Nelson..

"I don't want to think about it..." said Olivia. "Come on you two...let's get out of here.." said Olivia.

After they drank their coffees, Beverly and Olivia got into Olivia's car ,with Nelson driving off.

II-

LADY CHATTERLIES LOVER, PANTIES AND BRAS FOR THE DISCRIMINATING WOMAN!

Bridget's main store in the mall..

Bresha and Josie were in the store at first looking around and then talking to Brenda Montgomery, now a buyer and Bridget's most trusted confidant!

"There are some nice pieces in here... I might just buy something while I'm here." thought Bresha.

''So Brenda... My Boss Lady and my co-workers are at Ms. Bridget's home looking for her...Have you heard from her?" asked Josie.

"No, not in about a week...and I'm worried about her..We all are here at the store.."said Brenda.

'What's going on? We are attorneys and we once represented Ms. Bridget..Anything you tell us will be in the strictest of confidence." said Josie.

"Well Ms. Bridget met this guy....Tate Dennison...A White guy, a smooth talking white guy....He began dating her , wining her and dining her... They met right before Christmas...This guy had an agenda.. He is what you call a Corporate Raider...Corporate raiders buy large shares to gain voting rights and push for changes. They target undervalued companies to increase share value and profits. Tactics include installing new board members or pressing for asset sales. 

What he really wanted was control over Ms. Bridget's company....His "Investors" tended to be Russian Mafia Types, a Few Black Gangsters and Asian Gangsters...He wanted to use her company to launder money...

Ironically at the time...Ms. Bridget was making trips to the West Coast to get backers for her company so she could expand.  Once she got the dope on Tate Dennison, She broke up with him...

At first he pleaded and cooed with her to get back together...saying she was wrong about him...but when Ms. Bridget is done with somebody, She's Done... He seemed desperate last week...It was the last time I saw both of them." said Brenda Montgomery.

''Well, you won't be seeing Tate Dennison anymore...He's dead!" said Bresha.

"DEAD??  Oh Myyy" said Brenda.

"Sunday he was in a violent automobile crash...Only thing was...He had a slug in his chest...Somebody shot him to death... That Pink Purse that my boss lady bought for Ms. Bridget as a Christmas Present was found in the car.. And the cops are looking for her.. They've already been by our place." said Josie.

"They don't think Ms. Bridget killed him...She doesn't have a violent bone in her body."said Brenda.

"We don't think so...That's why we want to find her and help her." said Bresha.

"Oh My God!!! Well if I see her, I'll certainly steer her your way...Sounds like she needs a good lawyer."said Brenda.

"Thanks Brenda." said Josie.

III-

I was at the Medical Examiner's Office..

Doc Gibbons pulled the still unclaimed body of Corporate Raider, Tate Dennison out of one of the cold drawers....

"This is your guy Donnie Ray, Sgt. Brice. " said Doc Gibbons.

I noticed the small hole in his chest where the bullet had been fired.

".22 Caliber." I said.

"Yes...very good observation...But you did used to be a Homicide Detective." said Sgt. Brice.  He was a much easier man to get along with than Lt. Tragg.

''What can you tell me about this guy Sgt. Brice.?" I asked.

"He's a West Coast Guy....From out of San-Francisco.... He was somewhat of a con man, an influencer, he liked to call himself.. What he really was , was a Corporate Raider.. .Corporate raiders, guys like  him buy large shares of companies to gain voting rights and push for changes. Control if you will. They target undervalued companies to increase share value and profits. Tactics include installing new board members or pressing for asset sales. 

From what we gathered...He wined and dined himself into Bridget Jones bed with the sole purpose of using her lingerie company to launder money for his underworld friends...Only it didn't work out for him...She traveled to San-Francisco to find backers for her company...and they knew all about Mr. Dennison.  She broke off the relationship. Mr. Dennison apparently didn't take it too well. He supposedly got violent. In between now and then, something went very wrong and he wound up dead in a wrecked car...  Is Ms. Jones your client?" asked Sgt. Brice.

"At the present time...No.. My wife and her niece and her niece's husband dropped by her house earlier today..She wasn't there... Our two other associates went by her business...Nobody has seen her.. Well at least we haven't and nobody we know has." I said.

"You didn't hear this from me, but Lt. Tragg likes her for this murder.."said Sgt. Brice.

"But you don't." I said dryly...

"I think there is more to it....If and when you do find her...Would you impress upon her to turn herself in?  It'll go better for her if she does. She needs to be questioned."said Sgt. Brice.

"I certainly will and my wife will certainly understand..." I said.

"Thanks Donnie Ray and Thank you Doc Gibbons."said Sgt. Brice.  Such a polite young man.

IV-

At home we all talked about our day...

''Well this guy, Tate Dennison..He's a West Coast Guy....From out of San-Francisco.... He was somewhat of a con man, an influencer, he liked to call himself.. What he really was , was a Corporate Raider.. .Corporate raiders, guys like  him buy large shares of companies to gain voting rights and push for changes. Control if you will. They target undervalued companies to increase share value and profits. Tactics include installing new board members or pressing for asset sales. 

From what I learned...He wined and dined himself into Bridget Jones bed with the sole purpose of using her lingerie company to launder money for his underworld friends...Only it didn't work out for him...She traveled to San-Francisco to find backers for her company...and they knew all about Mr. Dennison.  She broke off the relationship. Mr. Dennison apparently didn't take it too well. He supposedly got violent. In between now and then, something went very wrong and he wound up dead in a wrecked car.."I said.

"Bresha and I learned the same thing from Brenda Washington.."said Josie.

"She said she hasn't seen Bridget since last week." said Bresha.

''So we know Bridget was alive at least this time last week."said Nelson.

"Yeah, but so was this Tate Dennison."said Beverly.

"I'm holding out hope she's still alive, somewhere disoriented, afraid."said Olivia.

"Have some Hot Cocoa everybody." said Alfreda.

"Thanks Freda." said Olivia,.

(TO BE CONTINUED)