In the last post: No cop was smart enough to bust Dick Charmer. Until Chief Inspector Dobbs got on the case...
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Enchanter on the Roof ® James Field. Part 14
Dick Charmer tossed his hair back and patted Chief Inspector Dobbs on the shoulder. “Thanks for the compliment, Dobby." He poked a playful finger into the inspector's potbelly. "If you’re done with me I’d like to return to the dancing.”
“Get your hands off me and promise you’ll behave yourself.”
“If you say so.”
“Good.” Chief Inspector Dobbs resisted the temptation to punch him on the nose and shifted his attention to Olive. She’d finished dabbing at her face with a powder puff and was applying a thick layer of bright red lipstick. “Olive?”
She smacked her lips and gave one last check in her vanity mirror. “You want me to promise too?”
“That or leave.”
She did a little curtsy, turned to Dick Charmer, and placed her hand on his chest. “I’m sorry if I embarrassed you, lover boy. Am I too hot for you?”
Olive grabbed his neck and smothered him in kisses, leaving fluorescent lipstick smeared all over his face. “Sorry,” she said, shoving him away, “but you’re too juvenile for me.” She winked at Chief Inspector Dobbs and blew him a kiss. “I’m going and I shan’t trouble the little darling again.”
The inspector watched as she waggled across the room, past the bar where the men sneaked a peek at her rump, and swish out through the door. She’s a troublemaker, thought Dobbs. I don’t like her sort. Her sort are always tangled in intrigue and carnage.
To be continued…
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