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Enchanter on the Roof ® James Field. Part 34
Bert tested his handcuffs against the scaffolding pole. Both were of solid metal. There was no chance of flight for either Dick Charmer or him.
He glanced across at Dick Charmer. Although Chief Inspector Dobbs had found a pouch of stolen jewelry in his house, the young scoundrel didn't seem upset at all. He'd clasped his hands, crossed his legs, and leant his shoulder against a scaffolding pole.
“That’s right, Dobby, old chap," said Dick Charmer. "You go and have a nice breakfast, get dressed, and brush your teeth. Just don’t be too long.”
“Too long?” Chief inspector Dobbs stretched his jaws wide and flapped a hand over his open mouth. “I might even have a nap after breakfast. I shouldn’t worry about time if I were you, you’ll both be doing plenty of that.”
Bert moaned and wrung his hands. He still felt confused by the entire business. Apart from wanting to hang Dick Charmer by the neck for flirting with his fiancé, Olive, he'd done nothing illegal. “Inspector Dobbs, Sir, I…"
“Chief Inspector Dobbs.”
“Yeah, sorry. Chief, Sir.”
Bert crossed his legs at the knees and bent forward at his generous waist. “I’m bursting for a piss.”
To be continued…
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