THE CHIEF OF POLICE
And in just over two hours they were still standing at the counter.
“The Chief of Police will see you now,” the Sergeant finally said officiously, although he doesn’t like to be disturbed in his tea break.”
“Has he been having a tea break since we got here!?” said Sam losing his patience.
“Quiet you. Be grateful he’s seeing you at all. That way.” And the Sergeant pointed to the stairs leading up to the Chief’s office.
He was eating when they walked in. He wiped his hand across his greasy mouth and said, “I know why you’re here. They were thrown out of the Town Hall, that’s all I know.”
“No they weren’t,” said Sam, “I was there watching all night.”
“You’ll have to ask the Rasperites. They’re in charge now.”
“And what about the police?” asked Sam, “Aren’t they in
