I chuckled. “Not at all, Constable. Now I will take my leave. There are newspapers to be read and I am behind on them.”

  “Would you like me to drive you?”

  I looked up at the morning sky, bright and happy. “No. I think I will walk, thank you. Spent too much time in dark, dank places. I need the light to help with my complexion.”

  I turned and walked toward the road.

  Fairfax called after me, “What if we need your help on a case? Can I call on you?”

  I turned and gave Fairfax my most mischievous grin. “You can call on me any time, Fairfax. But only on one condition.”

  “Name it.”

  “Next time,” I said “bring biscuits.” And with the satchel over my shoulder I walked off into the morning sunshine.

  END.

 

 

  Drake, Adam, Shadow Gambit

 

 

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