Tales of humour, whimsy and courgettes
“DCI Lily,” said Sally, “there’s been a break-in at the local chemist.”
“I see,” replied Lily, “anybody injured?”
“Afraid so ma’am,” said Sally. “Molly Cule, murdered at the scene.”
“Darn,” replied Lily. “Was anything stolen?”
“Yes,” said Sally checking her notes. “300 bottles of Viagra.”
“Well it would appear,” said Lily, “we may be looking for a hardened criminal.”
(Tiny Horror 5 of 5)
She called his mobile and listened for his ringtone. “I knew I should have drawn a map to where I buried him,” she grumbled.
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(Tiny Horror 4 of 5)
She glanced at the lonely desk lamp and wondered where her second shadow came from.
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(Tiny Horror 3 of 5)
Following the tiny footprints leading to the back door, she sighed. Her daughter’s rag doll had gotten out again.
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(Tiny Horror 2 of 5)
She looked up into the clear night sky and wondered where the stars had gone.
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(Tiny Horror 1 of 5)
She pulled her axe out of the bark and looked up at the tree. The tree looked back.
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“There’s one thing I don’t understand ma’am,” pondered Sally.
“What’s that?” asked Lily.
“Why do you think she grumped about our cat puns?” asked Sally. “She seemed to enjoy kitty based jokes at one point.”
“It’s possible she’s at that age,” pointed out Lily. “Going through the change.”
“Ooooh,” replied Sally. “Yes, I’ve heard the meow-no-paws can be rough.”
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Four police cars, two ambulances, a fire engine and an ice cream van, had arrived.
“Sorry ma’am,” said Sally. “She got the better of me twice!”
“It’s OK inspector,” said Lily. “I’m just glad we’re all still alive.”
Lily stopped a police car as it drove past. She leaned into the back window. “Robyn, I hope this has taught you your cat burgling days are over.”
“It’s given me paws for thought,” sighed Robyn, rattling her handcuffs. “This whole week has been catastrophic…”
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Robyn held a stuffed cat toy in the air. “You know what this is?” she yelled. “It’s a kitty toy with a stick of dynamite in!” declared Robyn. “You’ll never take me alive copper!”
“Now calm down,” said Lily, “ we can talk about this.”
Robyn lifted Sally up and shoved her into the driver’s seat of the car. “Don’t even try to…”
Robyn was cut off, as a lady appeared and thwocked her on the head with a flower pot. As Robyn collapsed in a heap on the floor, the lady tossed the dynamite stick to an empty corner of the car park.
Pop! Bang!
“You…” gasped Sally. “You are… Were…”
“Justine Thyme,” replied the lady. “I own the herb shop over the road.”
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Lily crept across the car park, and standing on a skip, had a peek in the window.
Sally sat in the car adjusting her hat and truncheon when suddenly, Robyn opened the car door. Sally screamed, reaching for her batton, but it was too late. Robyn had Sally in her vice-like grip and was dragging her out of the car.
“Stay right there!” yelled Robyn, Lily froze, watching helplessly from across the car park. “I knew you were onto me. I’ve following you pattern for days. Your cat puns DCI Lily, they are appawling!”
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Little Fears 