Join | Login 

     Popular! Books, Stories, Articles, Poetry
Where Authors and Readers come together!

Signed Bookstore | Authors | eBooks | Books | Stories | Articles | Poetry | Blogs | News | Events | Reviews | Videos | Success | Gold Members | Testimonials

Featured Authors: Arthur Jackson, iJ.S. Bradford, iFrank Whyte, iMargaret Hardisty, iScott Boyd, idawn kunda, iSu Boddie, i
  Home > Inspirational > Stories
Popular: Books, Stories, Articles, Poetry     

Miller H Caldwell

· Become a Fan
  Notify me of new titles
  added by this author.

· 287 titles
· 523 Reviews
· Share with Friends!
· Save to My Library
Member Since: Sep, 2004

   My Blog
   Success Story
   Contact Author
   Message Board
   Read Reviews

· Danny The Spotless dalmatian

· The Crazy Psychologist

· The Parrot's Tale

· Take The Lead

· Jim's Retiring Collection

· Lawrence the Lion seeks Work

· Chaz the Friendly Crocodile

· Miss Martha Douglas

· The Martha Douglas Story

· The Last Shepherd

Short Stories
· Fault Lines Chapter 6 (start) to be continued in one month,

· Chapter 4 fault Lines

· Chapter 3 Fault Lines

· Chapter 2 Fault Lines

· Chapter 1 FAULT LINES

· Fault Lines The Preface

· Rose is dead

· Take the Lead Chapter 3

· Take the Lead

· Take The Lead

· Ohh Dear America


· Justice

· America, oh America

· Hurricane Sandy

· Don't desert me my American Friends

· Engage the Public


· Boost you book sales

· The Solo Oboe

· Toes on the carpet

· Halloween UK v USA

· Halloween UK v USA

· God will say when

· A Tragedy

· God Bless America

· The Wren's Birthday Greeting

· New Year's Resolution

· New Year Resolution

· Petit Mal Seizure

         More poetry...
· New Events manager

· Pauline Vilain

· AUTOBIOGRAPHY is proving very popular

· Commissioned

· Looking for an Illustrator ?

· Events at Borders Book shop Dundee

· From Author to Script Writer

Miller H Caldwell, click here to update your web pages on AuthorsDen.

2nd Chapter Betrayed in the Nith
By Miller H Caldwell
Posted: Monday, October 18, 2010
Last edited: Saturday, October 23, 2010
This short story is rated "G" by the Author.

Share this with your friends on FaceBook
Share    Print   Save   Become a Fan
Recent stories by Miller H Caldwell
· Fault Lines Chapter 6 (start) to be continued in one month,
· Chapter 4 fault Lines
· Chapter 3 Fault Lines
· Chapter 2 Fault Lines
· Rose is dead
· Chapter 1 FAULT LINES
· Fault Lines The Preface
           >> View all 129
Danny finds work!
                              Chapter 2
                  The Police come calling
            Saturday morning seemed cold. There was no sun to add warmth; it lay deep behind heavy clouds. I drink a second cup of tea from the teapot. I turn the news on. I hear the clock chime 9a.m. Fuel tax to be decreased by 2 pence. A start in the right direction I think.  The telephone rings. I turned off the radio and lift the receiver.
            ‘Mr Danny Robertson?’ a female voice asks.
            ‘Yes, Danny here. Who’s calling?’
‘ My name is Elizabeth, I am the Chief Constable’s
secretary. The Chief was wondering if you were busy this morning. Could you be available at 11am for coffee? Of course, a car will collect you’.
            ‘Sounds more social than business.’
            ‘I am not privy to the Chief’s agenda but it seems
social to me too.’
‘Then 11 a.m. Your boys to pick me up eh?... Confirmed. I’ll
be ready.’
I sit down again. Drink some more tea. I wonder why the Chief wants to see me. Could I be charged with wasting police time last night? The thought unsettles him.
            I tidy the breakfast dishes, wash them and go upstairs for a shower. I had better make myself smart. I feel for my best shirt, get out the suit for special occasions and search for my shoes. I take them downstairs and get out the shoe brushes. I feel for the right brush, the correct tin and apply the wax with relish. Huh, I guess you are wondering which is black and which is tan? Tan has a scored cross on the lid. Black is smooth. I scrub vigorously conscious of the lack of exercise I take. I love cleaning my shoes. But I should have done this before my shower, I thought.
            After a shave and splash of Tommy, I dress and sit down to await my chauffeur. But first I dial up Mark.
‘Hi Mark, don’t call round today as usual. I’ve got a date!’
‘Yea, yea,’ he says, ‘and she’s a beaut…of course she is!’
 he laughs.
‘No, no, it’s the Chief Constable. He’s sending a car round
at 11am. Morning coffee I suspect. It’s his agenda of course. Blind men don’t rob banks or drive too fast I hear. I’ve a free conscience. I think. Anyway, what time is it?
            ‘Five to eleven.’
’Well the car will be here soon. See you tomorrow, I’ll tell you all about it then. Cheers. Bye.’
No sooner is the hand set replaced when I hear a car pull up. I open the door.
            ‘Good Morning Danny. Chief Constable Bill Harrison here. ‘
            ‘Good morning Chief. This is a surprise.’
‘A pleasant one for me Danny. Were going to a quiet
hotel, morning coffee and if we are still chatting, time for some lunch. How does that sound?’
            ‘Sounds a great deal to me! Are you in uniform?’
‘Saturday morning, Danny. No, just a lounge suit. Disappointed?
‘No, relieved. The neighbours might have wondered if you
collected me in uniform!’
            ‘You get on with your neighbours?’
            ‘Most of them.’
            ‘Any hassle from any?’
‘No. I guess they want me to come to no harm. They keep
their distance but after Dad died and Mum was placed in a home, they have been quite chatty. I’ve known them for a long time’. 
The Chief leads Danny to his bottle blue saloon. He sits him in the back seat and enters the back seat from the other side. The driver smoothly leaves the kerb.
            ‘A Jaguar is it?’
            ‘Indeed it is. How did you know?’
            ‘Oh just one of my skills.’
            ‘How do you mean?’
‘I paint pictures in my mind of what I hear. I feel the leather seat, smell the fresh scent of a new car and hear the purr of the engine. It speaks to me.’
            ‘Quite a skill.’
            ‘It’s just how I see life.’
‘Actually, you are progressing my agenda. I am very aware that you have better powers of memory and perception than most of us.’
The car arrives at Mabie Forest Hotel on the outskirts of Dumfries and sweeps in front of the main hotel reception door. The driver gets out and opens Danny’s door. The Chief and Danny proceed inside to the warmth of a roaring fireplace leaving behind the seagull grey sky of an early October morning. The Chief is clearly a regular visitor with his guests and is made welcome. They pass by the bay window and proceed to where an alcove has been prepared.
            ‘Can I place a biscuit on your plate?’
‘Yes please.’
            ‘Chocolate, dark or milk or a plain one?’
‘Dark chocolate please. They say it’s better for you if you must eat chocolate!’
The Coffee arrives and is poured into coffee cups.
            ‘Just one sugar please’ asks Danny.
The Chief obliges.
‘Danny, you play that clarinet of yours well. You’re a gifted musician.’
            ‘Thanks. Do you play any music?’
‘I can play a few tunes on the piano but practice is what’s needed.’
            ‘I guess I have more time to play than you, then’.
            ‘Too true .’
            ‘So you’ve heard me play?’
‘Yes at the Cairndale Hotel, at the wedding of my Assistant
Deputy Chief’s daughter.’
            ‘Ah yes, Gail Donahue’s wedding. That was a good night.’
‘It was indeed Danny, you played very nicely. But it’s not music I wish to discuss with you this morning. I thought I’d ask you about helping the Police.’
Danny smiles.
 ‘You mean bump up your disabled stats!’
The Chief laughs.
‘Well I don’t deny it would help my political masters, but that was not my sole intention.’
            ‘Whatever can you mean then?’
‘Creative policing, I think we’d call it. What I had in mind is sharing some tapes for you to hear. All convicted criminals in fact but many of them are back on our streets. Danny, I was impressed with you coming forward about what you heard the other night. We know Cody and we know what he’s up to. My men are on to him. You hear different accents clearly and recall names. You could be the ears of the Force perhaps.’
            ‘ Hmmm…….and what would that involve?’

Web Site: The Police come Calling  

Want to review or comment on this short story?
Click here to login!

Need a FREE Membership?
Click here to Join!

Books by
Miller H Caldwell

Danny The Spotless dalmatian


The Crazy Psychologist


The Parrot's Tale

Take The Lead


Lawrence the Lion seeks Work


Jim's Retiring Collection

Barnes & Noble, more..

Miss Martha Douglas

Buy Options
Kindle, Amazon, Barnes & Noble, more..

Inspirational Stories
1. God's Son Makes A Choice
2. Trust Me
3. Jasmine's Christmas Present
4. Fibber And The After Life
5. Closure
6. Defining Moment
7. Walking Stan Home
8. Dr. Mohamed Osman Buwe
9. Free Food
10. Testimonial of a mural, a book and a girl
11. My Sister Has Duchene's (Kayla and Shyla's
12. A Christmas Mystery
13. An Update: Pastor Bruce Bilkey, May 2014.
15. The Salute
16. To all you beautiful people...A Free Ray o
17. More Than Conquerors, part 2
18. Worries Are Like Small Potatoes
20. The Joshua Tree. (Part One)

Authors alphabetically: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

Featured Authors | New to AuthorsDen? | Add AuthorsDen to your Site
Share AD with your friends | Need Help? | About us

Problem with this page?   Report it to AuthorsDen
AuthorsDen, Inc. All rights reserved.