An Annoying Fan Writer in New London
Hawkins, dumbfounded, gazed at Inspector Greyson. After
everything that had been going on that day, this was hard to accept.
"You’re suspending me?"
"Not exactly, Jim," Greyson said, "I just think you need to
rest a bit is all. Masked men and thinking I called you up here." The
portly, older man shook his head ruefully. "Somebody might say you
were nuts but...."
"I get it," Hawkins ground out before his chief could say
anything more, "What you’re saying is I’m not fit for duty. Fine.
Here’s my badge and ionizer."
He stomped out of the office, past the lift that he had been
certain was broken just a moment ago and out of which Inspector
Lestrade was exiting, clutching her head, and started down the stairs.
As he made his way past the retaining rooms, he noticed that
the two girls were missing. Great. Maybe the chief was right. Maybe he
did need some time off. Still, just to be on the safe side -- and just
because he knew what he’d seen and heard -- he asked the constable he’d
left on guard earlier.
"They musta escaped, sir," the constable said sheepishly, "when
the accident occurred. We was occupied, ye see. We got a search out on
‘em though, soon as we noticed they was gone."
Feeling much relieved, Hawkins nodded and continued down the
stairs. Stopping only to grab a DNA scanner and a spare ionizer (he
told the desk sergeant that he’d dropped his during the accident), he
left the yard premises. Something very strange was going on, and he
was certain those two girls had something to do with it. He’d have to
hoof it, at least until he got to his apartment and his brand new
hovercar. It was a luxury model, and one he’d been saving for since he
was ten. He needed to change out of his uniform anyway.
Lestrade glared at Greyson. "Whadaya mean, there’s nothing wrong
with the lift? I was zedding unconscious!"
"I don’t know! There was an accident earlier. Some idiot ran
into the building."
Lestrade sighed and glanced down at the desk as the chief began
mumbling about American freight drivers and their lack of a sense of
direction. "You suspended Hawkins?" She asked in surprise as she
noticed the badge and ionizer, "But he’s such a 'by the book' type.
What’d he do?"
"And if you were more a by-the-book type you’d know I couldn’t
legally answer that Lestrade." Greyson answered, more than a little
"Fine. Look, there’s been some strange things going on and...."
"You’re not bloody kidding! And where were you when young
females were falling out of windows and having car crashes! At the
Lestrade winced and then shrugged. "I got Jim to fill in for
me...is that why he...."
"Look, Barnes said he had found one of the two girls. And I
found a third. His suspension could affect my own investigation, so...."
"Fine, he’s been seeing things and imagining things. So I sent
him home on sick leave. In a snit, he threw down his badge and weapon.
Happy? Has absolutely nothing to do with...Lestrade! Where are you
going? Zed that girl."
Heh, not very long but eh I wanted to see if this could get
the story moving along a little bit more...
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