Chapter 20
I was awoken at around 9:00 the next morning by my phone ringing. I mumbled a drowsy “Hello.”
“I need you at the station. Now.”
Ah. What a pleasant way to wake up. It was my favourite policeman.
“Who is that please?”
“You know very well who it is. Stop playing games and get on your bike.”
I knew I shouldn’t, but he was like a trout rising for the bait. “Who is that please?”
“Just do as I say and there won’t be any trouble.”
This chap was definitely in the wrong job. His friendly manner could have ensured a successful career in public relations.
I realised that I might be pushing too hard, but I had to try. “No.”
“This is an instruction. Get down here fast!” He was becoming heated. It was too easy to ride him.
“Ah, that must be Sergeant David. Good Morning. Were you he
