The Jacksonville Jive - Charlene Torkelson - Bog

T.J. Lincoln was one of the few in the prestigious Century Club - a group of original ballroom dance studio owners who were founders of a nationally known dance organization. Throughout his years in the dance business, he had made and lost millions of dollars numerous times. He was a seasoned veteran of the business. Now he spent the majority of his time in his exquisite home along the shores of Miami Beach, Florida with his stunning love Chelsea Rudd. Chelsea, a dark haired beauty thirty years younger than T.J., capably ran his Miami Beach studio while T.J. sunned beside his pool with a cocktail in hand and a cigar in his mouth. Once or twice a month T.J. made the trek north to his second studio in Jacksonville to ensure his staff was upbeat and moving forward happily. T.J. didn't need to advertise the Jacksonville studio as it was on one of the busiest corners of the city - a constant reminder for passing motorists to stop and ask for information. The building was unusual with its log cabin like structure - wooden inside and out in a rustic style that brought gawking stares from those upon entering the front door. When visiting T.J. would stay upstairs in the peaked attic of the studio in a less than elegant room decorated with a single bed and several folding chairs for the staff to linger after hours, chatting with the personable T.J. and helping him drink his bottle of cheap whisky. This was always a highlight for the staff as well as for T.J. Lincoln who loved mentoring these young dancers from his years of business experience. He even loved this grungy upper room - that is until the body was found. The body definitely changed everything for T.J. Lincoln and his Jacksonville studio.