Pumpernickel Incident
By Jan Monroe
Jim couldn't believe this. Blair was in court for the next week and he was stuck with Rafe for the entire week.
Investigating such a low level case was not how Jim wanted to spend his morning.
Blair would make this fun and like a lark. Rafe was too serious about the whole thing.
Finding out who was putting dirty pictures inside loafs of bread is just too strange for him. It sounded like a prank gone wrong.
Rafe was nervous. How could Blair put up with Ellison? Jim had told him not to tap his fingers, not to sigh so loud and constantly complained about his aftershave.
Blair had to be a saint to put up with this. It also explained why Blair stopped wearing any scented products. Ellison was annoying when his sinus were clogged.
This was the last store on their list of possible sources. Jim hated going into stores.
Rafe jumped out of Sweetheart. He couldn't see why Jim was so attached to it. He carefully dusted off his clothes from the "PigPen" like dust that seemed to cling to the seats of the old truck.
Jim had to remind himself to turn down his sense of smell. The delis all the stores had were great for food but all the smell of cooking food could be overwhelming. He slightly resented that Blair wasn't there to remind him.
Jim stopped at the front service desk and was sent back to the deli. They had just left when Jim heard it. The distinctive click of a shot gun being slammed into place.
He could not identify where it was coming from. Rafe looked around and suddenly dropped to the floor in front of the pumpernickel rack.
The first blast knocked the rack over and it toppled on to him. He felt the little cartons of Green dip as they rained down on him, burst open and covering him in green slime.
Jim got off one good shot which stopped the robber.
Rafe knew that he would never willingly ride with Jim again. Brown never put him a position of having to replace his suit.
The end