AN: I know it's a short one.
Chapter 3
I could hear the Kopa's footsteps grow silent as he left my office and the station house. One of the other Sargent's poked his head around my door, I resisted glaring at the young man for this one was older than the previous boy Constable; and he was indeed of a higher position.
"What is it now Sargent?"
"They're not moving."
"Have they done anything that requires their immediate removal from the area, Sargent?"
"No sir. But you said the mayor had given you order's sir?"
"Indeed, he has. These gypsies will behave if we do. They are to be treated like any other citizen. I do believe the mayor hires some of them."
"A gypsy with honest work?"
"Apparently it is not as rare as one might think."
"Sir?"
"Follow me back downstairs Sargent; there is something that may interest the men."
I could tell that the Sargent was staring in a confused manner behind he as I left my office. By the time I had reached the lower steps of the first floor of the station house, he had not moved far from my office; and this lack of motion irritated me. I yelled up the stairs.
"Sargent!" I waited, hearing a sudden burst of exhilarated shuffling. "Do not break your neck in your haste, boy!" Eventually the young Sargent made his way safely down to my side.
"Sorry sir. I thought I saw something."
"Saw what Sargent?"
"Well not to be rude, but..."
"He looks akin to me, yes?"
"Yes sir."
"I will only explain once boy. That will not happen immediately."
"The men?"
"Will become aware of this likeness in due time, but not yet." I ignored the Sargent and my men, who as I had expected, had indeed noticed the similarities between myself and the old Kopa. I, however, had a clan of Gypsies to reassure.
