Monday, 5 November 2018

A new Case, Chapter 34.

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Chapter 34

   They all smiled a truly happy smile that comes from deep within the heart and lifts the soul. And whilst it couldn’t be seen in the picture, published around the world to much delight and acclaim, there was a lot of barks, meows and laughter too.

   Mr Herod looked on, a broad smile on his face. For the first time since inheriting the store, he felt at peace and at one with it and his life. A gentle touch on his arm made him look down. Ms Harriett stood beside him, smiling. “About my retirement, Mr Herod, I think I would like to not, not retire that is. I feel that I can maybe better serve as a guide to Miss Darcy until she finds her feet in the world. Those Italian’s can be so browbeating at times, and I do speak Italian too, enough that they won’t pull the cashmere wool over her eyes!”

   “Ms Harriett, to have you here with us at the store, in whatever capacity would be a delight. And heavens knows whoever takes your place will need some guidance. So, if you could maybe help in that regard too? I would happily pay you more to secure even a little of your time.” Mr Herod’s smile showed that he was worried about how he would cope without her, but she did already know that.

   “It would be a pleasure, though I will be needing a bigger office, to accommodate Miss Darcy, and her family too. I think in the circumstances that would be appropriate as they are her muses, after all.” she smiled. “I would expect that my old office would still be available though, for a while at least, as there are a few bits and bobs I need to tidy up, as it were.” She flushed slightly as she said it, dreading the mess she had to clear up the next day.

   “That would be perfectly acceptable, and if you need a hand, please feel free to say, and I shall be there. I think,” he said, in a considered tone. “I think from now on there will be a more hands-on style, on my part. I need to get to know every part of this business, this great family that is King Herod’s, from the shop floor up to the ninth floor and all the jobs, and staff too. I would like to introduce myself, and to know each of my staff by name, and be able to shake their hands for work well done. After all, if I had known what a rogue Anders was, this mess today could have been averted, I’m sure.”

   “Ah, well I have been thinking about that,” said Ms Harriet with a knowing look on her face. “Certainly, if you had known about him, then the kittens wouldn’t have been taken, and the mess wouldn’t have happened. But, in taking them, he brought Miss Darcy’s plight to light and delighted both Queen and the President with the discovery of the missing kittens. It also, from the look on her face, helped our beloved young monarch find out more about herself and set her on course to being as great and caring as her mother. Oh and I almost forgot, she seems to have forged a great friendship with the President. I do believe this whole matter will do more for International cooperation than any politician ever could.”

   “Really, that much?” Mr Herod’s was stroking his chin considering the truth of what he had just been told. “I suppose we owe fate a great deal indeed. Just as well I thought about having the Companion Department then. Do you think we will be able to put the Presidential seal over the doors, too?”

   Ms Harriett gave one of those raised eyebrow looks, knowing that the idea had in fact come from Mrs Herod. "Hmm, well I think you best hold fire on that, the guests haven’t left the building yet, and who knows what else could go wrong?”

   “Oh, piffle, and nonsense. What could possibly go wrong now?" exclaimed Mr Herod in a jovial fashion, as he turned to help escort his guests back to the elevators.

   “What indeed, Mr Herod,” came the reply from a world-wise Ms Harriett. “What indeed?”


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   Herman was only too pleased to comply with the Generals request. He had taken Anders by the scruff of the neck and seat of his pants, and marched the whimpering man, feathers and all, to the nearest room, to await the police. Having locked the door with his master key, he went to call Scotland Yard, safe in the knowledge that not even a villain as slimy as Anders could get out the rooms stained-glass windows.

   Duty done, he positioned himself close to the guests, intent on not missing the final presentation. “History in the making, seeing the Queen and the President in one spot,” he had told his wife, Dori, that morning at breakfast. “I doubt I’ll ever see this again in my lifetime.” In fact, he was wrong, and he would see it many more times in the years to come, but that is for another tale, or nine. In the here and now, he had been captivated by the scene that unravelled before him. He, like the other guests, had found himself drawn closer to the events unfolding before him. He had looked for little tom, applauded when he was found and had to dab away a tear when the photograph was taken. It was turning out to be quite an occasion indeed.

   In the locked room, however, Anders was far from happy. After stewing on his bad luck for a while, the whimpering had been replaced by unfounded indignation about being deprived of his money. As well as losing his kittens, if he couldn’t get out soon, he’d lose his chance that morning to collect on the fashion items and jewellery he’d purloined.


  No matter which way he thought about it, he was stuck. A cigarette was what he needed to concentrate. He did all his best work, he told himself, with a pint of beer and a smoke. His subconscious obliged, and on autopilot, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the pack. He tapped it and tried to shake one out of the torn hole in the top, but nothing happened. He shook it again and this time, rather than a cigarette, he got a palm full of rust coloured tobacco leaf. He looked down and cursed at the crumpled, flattened pack, and then tossed it into the air in disgust. The pack hit a radiator on the far side of the room with a clinking sound, and sent a shower of leaf and torn cigarette paper across the floor. Anders got up and felt in his pocket, but there was nothing there. He went over to the radiator, bent down and looked at the crumpled packet on the floor, then picking it up he peered inside. He smiled a very broad and malicious smile and slipped his fingers into the pack and drew out his single master key.



To be continued.........


Oh NO!!!!!!  Looks like Herman didn't search Anders. That lad has more luck than any black cat I know.  Mrs Harriett seems to have got herself a good deal too, though really Mr Herod should have offered her a promotion ages back.

Tune in next week to see how Anders makes his getaway, and whether Vinny and Jackson can save the day once more....

Toodle pips and purrs

ERin

19 comments:

  1. Oh no, the evil Anders mustn't escape! Of course Vinny and Jackson must save the day, but what of you? Where are you Erin? Oh Heavens above, you haven't got stuck in a ventilation shaft have you?

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    1. Yikes!!! I hope not. But then I had put a bit of weight on! That Anders has all the luck, but Vinny and Jackson do have all the teeth, MOL
      Two Chapters to go, so do tune in next Monday to see....
      Toodle pips and purrs
      ERin

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  2. Dang, I sure am late but at least I didn't miss the excitement!

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    1. Hi Brian. Not late at all in fact you be second :) You sure arrived just in time, and things are going to happen quickly now as we are on the last two chapters. Please do tune in to enjoy the ride...
      Toodle pips and purrs
      ERin

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  3. Oh no! This can't be so! That darn Anders must be stopped I do hope Erin is not stuck in the ventilation shaft! Pray tell where you have gotten to Erin!?

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    1. I don't know where I am? But I do know that Anders is way too lucky... that has to change, surely?
      Toodle pips
      ERin

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  4. Herman and Dori? I missed that before! We bet Anders gets his :)

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    1. Yes, a fine couple and no mistake. Well that Anders looks like he has them beat. Even I can't wait till next week, MOL
      Toodle pips
      ERin

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  5. noe noe noe noe noe noe NOE........that bass terd anders canna get looze, ezz cape, be set free....nada nothin NOE !!! can we say NOE one mor time :) 984 pawz up two ewe mr herod N all de vereee veree BEST two ewe ms harriett....but can sum one pleez ta tell uz were ERin iz....that wood bee much apurreciated ~~ ☺☺♥♥

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    1. Yes of course you can say NOoooo! Many more times if need be until someone, anyone hears and sets Vinny and Jackson loose on the ne'er do well, Anders. As to me, well I am not sure where I am right now, so best we both tune in next week to see... I hope!
      Purrs
      ERin

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  6. That confounded Anders! What conniving plan is formulating in his mind now?! He really is a piece of work. Maybe that Vinny and Jackson will put another bite on him and make him run off never to be found or heard from again. Tee hee hee. Oh, Princess, you have in suspense once again. You are a fine story teller, my dove.

    Paw kisses and lots of nose kisses, too. Luv from your Prince, Valentino (& Mom) of Noir Kitty Mews

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    1. Yes, that fiend and rotter and scoundrel deserves a bite or two more before the end of the story, MOL
      Thank you my sweet, I hope the suspense is OKtill Monday when all will be revealed... well a bit more, as Mrs H says I must be modest at all times. ;)
      Pawkisses and smooches
      ERin
      XOX

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  7. Well done, just when I thought it was over- the plot thickens. XO

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    1. Yes, like one of Mrs H's bowls of porridge, MOL . Please tune in on Monday for the penultimate chapter!
      Purrs
      ERin
      XO

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  8. Where oh where is Erin? :(

    Darn that Anders. We do hope he really does get what he deserves!

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    1. Where in deed? I will be so late I will be in the next adventure, MOL Tune in next Monday when more will be revealed!
      Purrs
      ERin

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  9. Oh no, oh no, OH NO! He still has his key? MOUSES!

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    1. MOUSES! Yes that man has more luck than is right... BUT maybe it is fate playing out a different scene? We can but hope Vinny and Jackson get to sink their teeth in if he makes a run for it!
      Toodle pips and purrs
      ERin

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  10. OMC Anders has a master key? And he kept it in a pack of cigarettes? What ifin he’d furgotten and thrown them away? Altho’, it’s not good that he has one. The thief. We can’t wait to see what happens next.
    Luv ya’
    Dezi and Raena

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