Easy As Falling Off A Bike pt 1176.

The Daily Dormouse.
(aka Bike)
Part 1176 (98 dozen)
by Angharad

Copyright © 2010 Angharad
All Rights Reserved.
  
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A little while before we left, Trish and I gave Julie some combined healing. It sent her off to sleep and we left her sleeping as we made our way home. We stopped at a cyber cafe and Trish created an email account with Yahoo and then sent a copy of the picture plus the name we’d been given to the woman police inspector who’d come to speak with me. She’d left her card which made it easier.

An hour later, the inspector knocked on the door, Simon let her in. “Lady Cameron, I don’t suppose you know anything about this do you?” she held up the photo of the man on Julie’s scooter.

“Why would I know anything about it?”

“You didn’t send it to me, then?”

“No, I didn’t send it, but that looks remarkably like Julie’s scooter. What’s he doing on it?”

“It is Julie’s scooter, and we’re hoping to arrest him in the next few hours.”

“Where’s he live, I’m sure Simon would happily go and arrest him for you, although I suspect he would resist arrest and Simon would have to quieten him down, wouldn’t you Si?”

“Wouldn’t I what? he replied.

I held up the picture, “This guy is riding Julie’s scooter.”

“Where and when?” he asked walking up to get a better look at the photo.

“The date is on it, and it was taken by a camera half a mile up the road from where it was found dumped,” informed the inspector.

“Big Jessie riding a girl’s scooter,” he almost spat at the picture, so I didn’t remind him he’d had a go on it.

“The man’s name is Alfie Bird, alias the vulture, because he has hooded eyes like the bird of prey.” The inspector informed us and although she was technically incorrect, a vulture isn’t a bird of prey because it eats mainly carrion, red and black kite will also eat carrion and yet they’re regarded as birds of prey, and other raptors are equally happy to eat stuff they didn’t kill. Why waste energy when there’s fast food waiting for you?

Sadly the same laziness applies to mammalian predators as well and the red fox, Vulpes vulpes is quite happy raiding dust bins instead of killing rats and mice, mind you so is Kiki and domestic moggies are quite adept at opening black bin bags as are various gulls and corvids. Nature is adaptable, or some of it is–it can still come unstuck, as one consequence of bin bags was large numbers of gulls dying through botulism about twenty years ago. The bacterium Clostridium botulinus, is a nasty little anaerobe, which means it doesn’t like oxygen or need it to thrive. Black plastic bags in warm weather are just the right sort of environment it loves and it was growing in old foodstuffs in the bags. The gulls were ripping them open or helping themselves to the spillages from landfill sites and poisoning themselves. The same toxin which was killing them is the one that’s injected to people’s faces to reduce wrinkles or lines by paralysing tiny muscles and better known as botox–botulinum toxin. Other delightful members of the Clostridia are C.welchii, C. Tetani and C. difficile–all expert killers, the first two are gas gangrene and tetanus, bugs found in the earth or animal faeces.

“Who is this Alfie Bird?” I asked knowing he worked at the college.

“He’s a nasty piece of work, with more records than Madonna, all of them criminal.”

“How is he nasty?” I asked realising it didn’t probably apply only to his personal hygiene.

“He’s been done for violence, sexual violence, armed robbery and supplying drugs. He’s not exactly a big fish himself, he’s too stupid, but he has been used by different gangs to enforce or extort money, so he gets to exercise some of the violence for which he’s rather too well known.”

“Why would he have attacked Julie and did he?”

“We’ll have a better idea when we’ve spoken to him. I don’t know why he attacked her, or even if he did, but perhaps she saw or heard something she shouldn’t have.”

“If he’s sexually abused her, I’ll...”

“You’ll what, Lady Cameron?” asked the inspector.

“I’ll hope you catch him and he goes down for a long time.”

She gave me a very old fashioned look and her eyes narrowed. “I have to remind you that we take a dim view of people who take the law into their own hands.”

“Would I do a thing like that?”

“According to our records–yes–quite frequently.”

“Not recently, the thugs round here seem to realise that we deliver them back to civilisation sky-clad, with a bit of a walk to do.”

“Sky clad?” queried Simon.

“It means birthday suit and tends to be used as a description of some pagan celebrations, such as Wicca.”

“Wouldn’t that be a bit cold on a broomstick–birthday suit I mean?” asked Simon finding the whole interview hilarious.

“I don’t honestly know, I could tow you behind the car if you really wanted to know,” I offered. The inspector allowed her lips to twitch at my suggestion before returning to her poker face.

“We learned very little from Julie, it seems she was possibly taken after being drugged, they found traces of Rohypnol in her blood amongst other things. Before you go thinking date rape, we didn’t find any trace of that as far as we could see.”

“How do you know what happened to her, if she was either drugged or unconscious?” asked Simon.

“She was medically examined by a police surgeon who would know where to look for signs of sexual abuse.”

“It could have happened without leaving any marks,” Simon was becoming quite angry at the thought of it, especially as we knew it had happened before.

“I can assure you, our doctors are well trained.”

Simon looked at me and I wondered if the same idea went through his brain–At which well are they trained? I realised he wasn’t thinking the same when he said if he came across the guy first, he wasn’t sure how he’d react. I asked him to let the police deal with it, at the same time wishing I could have five minutes alone with him and a pair of tin snips.

“I honestly wouldn’t recommend any contact with him, Lord Cameron, he has escaped at least one charge of manslaughter because the witness withdrew his statement, we’re pretty sure because of intimidation. He’s a really nasty piece of work.”

“If he turns up here, he’ll leave in a body bag,” stated Simon impassively.

“Please, I’ve already asked you to avoid taking the law into your own hands, vigilantism achieves nothing but more problems for all concerned.”

“Oh it’s not me he has to worry about,” Simon said quite cheerfully.

“No?” said the Inspector.

“Oh no, round here the female is definitely much deadlier than the male.”

She looked at his slightest of smiles and then she looked at me and her eyes narrowed.

“We have a very savage guard cat,” I joked and she shook her head at me and sighed.

“You’ve been warned, if he shows up here, dial triple nine...”

“And ask for the ambulance?” suggested Simon.

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