TWENTY-TWO
‘What is it Nobby?’ Mandy was leaning over Jo’s shoulder, watching as Jo sketched a brief for the team meeting, ‘I haven’t got all day?’ she turned to face Nobby.
‘I’ve just been to the loo and…’
The young detective constable was interrupted to endure some of the famed Mandy impatience, ‘I am pleased to hear you are keeping regular, but I’m busy.’
Alice could be heard giggling behind her bandages, enjoying the humour from Mandy, but relishing the prospect of Nobby’s reply; her man had an acerbic wit, and she loved it, loved him.
‘Thank you, Ma’am, I was told in police training school to keep my senior officers informed of my bowel movements, and also, if you think a senior officer is going bonkers in the toilet.’ He was a little miffed, but took pleasure in the laughter fro
