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I'm on a roll! Here is chapter two. Thank you for all the positive feedback so far! :)
Miss LP X
8TH SEPTEMBER, 1983.
Guv,
Keats left a note for me after we'd left. (Told you he'd slime – do you think he's cottoned on to the fact we really don't like D&C?) Something about helping him to review the department? I don't know. Just wanted to give you the heads up. Can't say I'm that enthused to be honest. I suppose if I help, it'll set up a good image for everyone? Oh, I don't know. Your call.
Hope the floor was alright last night. Shame really, I did offer you the bed, but you, being the gentleman you are, refused...unless I was in there with you. I did tell you to not get any ideas...
What's the latest on the Trackerby case? Lots of loose ends to be tied, methinks.
Bolly. X
Bolls,
The snooping pencil-necked twat. I'll snap him in half before he goes anywhere near my bloody department, the little shit. You have got a fair point though, Bolls. By the way he was looking at you the other night, I'm sure little James would be delighted to have your arse on his side. Not like me to say this, but turn him down gently – the 'good image' idea is...well, good. Just be your posh, tarty self and he'll be out quicker than a teenager dumping his load in a street full of poofs.
Floor was delightful. Rug added extra comfort, thanks for that. Well, I couldn't let you give up the bed, I'm far too nice. Ideas? Piss off, Bolly, I had no ideas whatsoever.
Trackerby? God, tricky little bugger of a case. Diane Trackerby was identified by the mother, poor cow. Need to hunt down weapon and get the murderer's MO. Up for doing a group session? Not like that, cheeky tart.
The Guv.
D.C.I Keats,
So sorry I missed you yesterday. Finished a case early and the boys wanted their lunch!
I would help, Jim, but this new case we've been landed with is a difficult one, and needs all hands on deck to solve. It's not a nice one (they rarely ever are), so I'm afraid I won't be able to help you with the review. However, I'm sure you're more than capable!
Need anything else, just let me know.
D.I Drake.
D.C.I Hunt,
I suggest you don't encourage your officers to go against their will. I establish that D.I Drake has informed you of my little review? Nothing to worry about. Just procedure. For the moment.
I don't like appearing to be the bad guy, Gene. Neither do you, I imagine. So, despite the hatred I harbour for this department, I think being civil is the best way to get through this, yeah?
See you in Luigi's.
D.C.I Keats.
Ray, Chris, Shaz, Poirot, Terry, and Bammo,
The Guv has asked me to do a group session with you all on the Trackerby case. I need you all to be in tomorrow at 9am sharp. Bring pens and paper.
Thank you! See you bright and early tomorrow.
Alex.
Bolly,
Dear God, stop bloody working on Trackerby for a couple of hours and come to Luigi's. Well, not Luigi's – Keats is there. I mean, we could pinch a bottle or two of wine off Luigi and head upstairs? To your flat, obviously. Nothing funny.
The Guv X
