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#2: Enchanter on the Roof ® James Field. Part 48
In the last post: Despite having the chagrined law on his collar, Bert acted casual…
“What happened here,” demanded Chief Inspector Dobbs. He'd changed into his ordinary civilian clothes: baggy trousers with turn-ups, and regardless of the mild morning weather, a yellow knitted pullover. “How did Dick Charmer escape from his handcuffs?”
Two policemen climbed out of their patrol car, their uniforms bristling with antenna and clumsy radios that peeped and squeaked. “Morn, Sir,” said the tallest as he straightened his cap. “Is this the man you want us to take in?” He nodded toward Bert and then searched the immediate area with his eyes. "I thought you said there were two? Where's the other man?"
“You're not taking anybody in yet,” thundered Chief Inspector Dobbs. “This is the man who can tell us how the other rogue escaped and where he went.”
“Yeah,” said Bert, mouth turned downward. “I saw it all and there was nothing I could do.” He clanked his handcuff chains against the restraining scaffolding pole. "I'm still captive."
“Tell me what happened, you blithering idiot.”
Bert buzzed his lips. "Had a nice breakfast?” He blinked twice, and then added, “Sir.”
The two policemen had joined the inspector, towering above him, one on each side. "I don't like the look of those dogs, Chief," said the constable on his left.
Bert's two Alsatians sat by his feet, unblinking eyes fixed on the officers, a deep rumble in their throats.
"Who let the dogs out?" demanded Chief Inspector Dobbs.
"I ain't saying nothing," said Bert, and then hurriedly changed the subject. “Seems Four Ps escaped from the mighty Inspector Dobbs too." He used Dick Charmer's nickname on purpose, hoping it would rile the inspector enough to forget the dogs.
“Chief Inspector,” screeched Dobbs, foam bubbling in the corners of his mouth. “Right. That’s it.” He whirled to face his constables and barked at them. “Take him in for questioning.”
Bert shook his head. “I ain’t got time for that. I’m on duty soon up at The Cloud Mansion." A new thought dawned on him and he puffed out his chest. "Anyway," he said, voice full of bluster, "how you gonna unlock me without the keys?”
To be continued…
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She contested the bygone will. He stood to lose his life's work. But neither had gambled on Alf.
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