Inspector Galesh visited us today whilst we were having our Sunday roast, I mean is nothing sacred these days. Although the boys weren't really that hungry what with what Foildhead posted up, both of them were on a definite edge. I was also a little annoyed with Foilhead since he posted the information before telling me, I think he is feeling a tad guilty about the whole thing because he will not return any of my emails.
Galesh seemed genuinely surprised that we were in, I mean how he could not know we were here with half the county's coppers camped on our doorstep. You've got wonder what they think we are going to do exactly.
Both Wallace and Bob were quiet, Bob is a quiet chap anyway but Wallace is never this subdued. Obviously the possibility that Maad is dead has gotten to him somewhat. It was up to me to be the voice of reason well sort of.
I led Galesh into my flat, “Sorry to interrupt your Sunday roast but I thought you would like know straight away.” Galesh paused seeing that neither Wallace or Bob had eaten much of the roast lamb I made for them, he was eying the food with obvious interest so I said “Would you be interested in some lamb I have far bit over.” Galesh leapt at the chance and pretty much polished of all the meat and vegetables, I couldn't see where he put it really quite a skinny man in fact with one those little horrible goatees men seem to love these days. I had hoped it would put him in a good mood maybe give us a more information that he had intended.
Wallace looked at me surprised but I gave him the look that says I'm in charge my flat my rules, normally he would argue a bit before giving way but this time he just rolled his eyes and got more beer out of the fridge for himself and Bob. He didn't offer me or Galesh one.
When Galesh had finished he thanked me for the meal and said it was the best roast lamb he had had in a long time. Which made me blush a little and Wallace just rolled his eyes again, finally he made contribution to the conversation by saying, “Such charmer you are Inspector perhaps now you have eaten our food you could enlighten us with the reason for your visit?”
“Of course, you must remember in a high pressured job like mine finding time to eat can be difficult. Well I am sure you've heard by now that Professor Maad and his wife were involved an incident.” Galesh said with a rather thin smile.
The boys were quiet waiting I assumed for Galesh to continue so I interjected, “We haven't heard anything concrete only really rumours, we've been hoping that there would some official news. Are you here to tell us something officially?”
“Nothing is official these days but the Professor and his wife are dead. A very sad loss indeed.” I thought it best to pin him down exactly at this point. “Who exactly is it a sad loss to?” Sounds harsh really but Wallace didn't even seemed to be in the same room so I thought I had better step up to the plate as they say in baseball. “Why to the scientific community of course, dear lady.” Galesh replied. I was beginning to wish I had let him starve, “Not to the RMS or your Numbered chaps?” I said.
Galesh stood up and walked around so that he faced us all, “I think you have built up the RMS into something ugly or perhaps you think we are involved in a huge conspiracy to take over the world. I assure you that this does not even come close to perhaps a Jame Bond plot. We are all about community the Professor's death is a major loss and we are very devastated, we knew that you were all close so I thought it probably best coming from me in person as opposed to hearing it on the news.” I didn't like that 'Dear lady' at all, community my ass. “So it will definitely be on the news then?” I said. Galesh put his hands in his pockets which is quite unusual for a copper to do at least in Britain anyways, he replies “Well that is in the purview of the Foreign Office, nothing to do with me. I suggest that anything you are currently looking into you drop before more people get hurt.” Unbelievable just like that he threatens us to stop our investigations at which point Wallace wakes up.
“Of course I happy to help the police in anyway I can as long as they are not in fact holding any useful information back about the whereabouts of good friend Bill Rouke and an American called John Knile. Are perhaps saying that my investigation has caused the death of the Professor and his lovely wife, I supposed if someone had warned me in time I could of called in a few favours and made sure that they would be safe. Sadly however nobody told me anything as long as those lines, the more clues I get the easier it is to find the answers I need to complete the case. I would say Inspector that you and the RMS are all about keeping things secret and your sense of community is nonexistent. Good day.”
Galesh looked me and I just shrugged my shoulders he turned and left the flat. I turned on the news to fill in the silence. And who was on the news but that cute guy Johnny Howard from the Corcas Four, he had just been named as the pilot of the new spaceplane Enlil that they are launching next Friday. I remember Foilhead mentioning this on his blog.
And that was the end of the Sunday roast.
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