Easy As Falling Off A Bike pt 1064.

The Daily Dormouse.
(aka Bike)
Part 1064
by Angharad

Copyright © 2010 Angharad
All Rights Reserved.
  
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“Are we safe now, Mummy?”

“I think so, sweetie–well, you will be, I suspect the police may want to roast my arse somewhat.”

“Why?”

“I sort of interrupted their game.”

“Aren’t girls allowed to play it then?”

“Only if you’re in the official team.”

We pulled into the drive and immediately a police officer asked me to go with him. I followed him into the study. The Chief Inspector was there.

“You couldn’t resist getting involved, could you?”

“He had one of my children.”

“I don’t care if he had you by the balls, you should have kept out of it. I told you that pretty directly.”

“Chief Inspector, with all due respect he managed to evade two of your pursuit cars.”

“I’m aware of that, but we had him under obs via the helicopter. What did you throw into his van before he crashed?”

“A fire extinguisher, why?”

“What sort?”

“A powder one, once you pull the pin out it doesn’t stop until it’s empty.”

“That would explain why he ran up the embankment. It was very clever trick but it could have been a lethal one.”

“I noticed that the road was practically clear of traffic.”

“We had a stinger set up down the road.”

“So how come I didn’t see it?”

“We withdrew it as soon as we realised you’d stopped him. You interfered in a police operation, you could have been hurt, so could the daughter you so wanted to protect. I thought you were intelligent, Lady Cameron, I seem to have misapprehended you.”

“What happens now?”

“I want to talk to your daughter and get a statement. Then we all go home. I shall talk with my superiors and what they recommend is what will happen. If that means prosecuting you, then it’s your own fault.”

“I accept that risk. Do you know how the people in the van are? There had to be at least three of them.”

“They managed to survive your attack and the crash only gave them cuts and bruises–thankfully. If they’d been badly injured, it could have resulted in my arresting you.”

“What about the two pursuit cars–how are they?”

“I don’t know, one was hurt, we’re still waiting on that. The bin went through the windscreen.”

“I know, I saw it.”

“And still you went on the attack?”

“I let you have a second go before I did.”

“Oh thanks, you were too kind.”

I shrugged.

“This isn’t over yet, and don’t think your in laws will save you just because they own a bank.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it. I acted on my own, I’ll defend myself if necessary.”

“Please send in your daughter.”

I went and spoke with Tom and then saw the rest of the kids. They all hugged me, especially Billie. “I’m glad you’re both safe, Mummy.”

“Me too,” I replied and hugged her, “Sorry I had to dash off to drop the money.”

“That’s okay, Mummy.” We hugged again.

“Mummy?” Trish had a puzzled look on her face.

“Yes, darling.”

“They said you stopped the van from escaping–how did you do it?”

I explained what had happened and the trick with the extinguisher.

“That was so kewl, Mummy.” Trish seemed in genuine awe.

“Not really, the police seemed to consider I was being foolhardy, and possibly if I hadn’t been so cross with the man, I might agree with them.”

“He wasn’t very nice, was he?”

“No, sweetheart, he wasn’t. He shouldn’t have pushed the old lady down, in doing so he caused two people to die. Then when he kidnapped two of my girls, I’m afraid I had to become actively involved.”

“You’re like Nepotism, the ancient god of revenge,” suggested Trish.

“I think you might mean, nemesis, nepotism is something else entirely,” I corrected her.

She looked confused, “What’s nepotism then, Mummy?”

“In simple terms, jobs for the boys.”

“Does that mean girls don’t get them?”

“No, it could mean jobs for the girls too. It’s people getting jobs or positions of power because of who they are rather than what they are or what they can do. So it’s like Sadam Hussain making his sons head of this or that because they were his sons not because they were the best people to do the job.”

“Is that like Grampa Henry giving Daddy his job?” asked Trish trying to work through things.

“I don’t think either of them would like it if you suggested it, and I suspect it isn’t quite true–remember Daddy has a degree in economics, so he is qualified to do his job.”

“Do you have a degree, Mummy?”

“Yes, sweetheart, I have two, a BSc and a MSc.”

“Is that why you work for the bank, too?”

“Partly, they needed an ecological adviser and I was asked to do it.”

“Do you think Gramps will give me a job?”

“I don’t know, sweetheart, what are you going to study?”

Trish rubbed her chin for a moment, “I don’t know, Mummy, maybe I’ll count dormice, too.”

“Well, my study areas are changing, now we’ve got the go ahead to microchip them, we’ll have far more information about individual animals.”

“I wanna win the bike race,” said Billie.

“Which one?” asked Trish.

“The big one.”

“Like the Tour de France?” asked Trish waiting to pounce.

“Yeah, that one.”

“You can’t, dummy, it’s for men only.”

“Yeah, well that’s not fair–so I’m gonna be the first lady to win it.”

“You can’t dummy, it’s only for men to ride in.”

“Yeah, you said that an’ I don’t care, ‘cos I’m gonna win it.”

“How are you gonna beat men, even Mummy can’t beat men racing.”

“She beat Daddy.”

“He doesn’t count,” Trish was getting into killer mode and I needed to stop it.

“Right, who’s for pizza tonight?” It worked like a charm even if it meant I’d have to eat cardboard for dinner.

While we were waiting for it to arrive, I sent a text to Simon: ‘Got girls back, plod not impressd wiv my initiativ. Luv C xxx.’

He sent one back a little while later. ’Sod plod, have QC will travel if nec. Si xxx’

I replied, ‘Ty, lol, C xxx.’

The police packed up and as they left, the Chief Inspector asked me if I’d had Julie checked over by a doctor. I asked why and he suggested I speak with her.

After dinner–I don’t like pizza–I drew Julie to one side, “The police suggested you should have a check up by a doctor, why, what happened?”

She blushed and tears formed in her eyes.

“What happened, sweetheart, did he hurt you?”

She blushed and tears ran down her face, “He made me have sex with him.”

I hugged her, “Oh, sweetheart, I’m so sorry.”

“I told him I was on, so he did it up my back end.”

I began to wish he had been hurt, like enough to kill him. I got Stella to watch the others while I went and talked with Julie. He’d apparently fancied her as soon as he saw her, and it was one of the reasons for letting Billie go, Julie had told him she’d do it with him if he let Billie go.

I hugged her and thanked her for protecting her sister. I also decided that I would take her to the hospital.

“What for–I’m not bleeding that much?”

“He’s a known drug abuser, he could be carrying all sorts of diseases.”

“Oh, does that mean I’m going to die?”

“No of course not, but the sooner we get them to do some tests, the quicker we can sort you out. Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

“You’d have killed him.”

“Absolutely.”

“That’s why.”

“C’mon, let’s get you down the hospital and get some advice.”

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