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#2: Enchanter on the Roof ® James Field. Part 49
In the last post: The police wanted to unlock Bert's handcuffs, but they'd lost the keys…
Chief Inspector Dobbs patted his pockets, then rummaged through them one at a time. His constables waited patiently. One of them yawned.
“Damn,” said the inspector. “Must have left the keys in my dressing gown. Nobody move until I get back.”
“They ain’t in your dressing gown,” said Bert, studying his fingernails.
The inspector spun on him. “What?"
"They ain't in your dressing gown."
An ugly smirk played across Dobbs's lips, "I wouldn't be so cocky if I were you. Explain yourself.”
“I'll tell you where they are when you’re a bit more congenious.”
"You mean congenial."
"Yeah, that's what I said. Congealiant." Bert picked his nose and studied his fingernails again.
Seconds ticked past. The inspector tapped his toe, and then exploded. “Tell me, you big dummy.”
Bert lifted his chin and tried to fold his arms. “No. You gotta say please.”
“And then you gotta let me go, because I ain't done nothing but stand here locked up the whole time.”
One of the patrolmen cleared his throat. “Sir, the other guy is getting away.”
“Go and find him them, you pair of incompetent ninnies. Do I have to do everything myself?”
The constables glanced at each other, then the other said: “Any idea which way he went, Sir?”
“Of course I don’t you fu…” Chief Inspector Dobbs drew three deep breaths: in through the nose, out through the mouth. “No, I don’t know which way he went.” He turned to Bert, raised his arms, and let them flop back by his side. “Perhaps you would be so kind to brief us? Pleeease.”
To be continued…
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'Enchanter On The Roof' is reaching its end. Next week, 'Gamblers who Cheat' makes an entrance.
She contested the bygone will. He stood to lose his life's work. But neither had gambled on Alf.
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