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Party Time on Lake George

by Ben A. Vanguarde


The Human Resources Manager entered and held the door open allowing Don to struggle to enter, as he leaned on his walker and ambled over toward a chair before the chief's desk.  Chief Seth Muldane rose.  "Don, I am so glad to see you again.  I'm glad you made it.  You had us all worried."  Don looked at him quickly and then navigated to sit in the chair.

"If you need anything, please don't hesitate, Mr. Nichols."  The HR lady departed.

"The wife and I came to see you in the hospital several times but they still had you under.  Thank God our prayers were answered."

"Thank you, Chief."  Don blinked back a tear.  He jerked his head toward the door and the absent HR lady.  "Now it's Mr. Nichols, not Officer Nichols."

"You were good,  Don.  I'd give anything to keep you on but you know..."

"Can't blame you or the state certification board.  But I'll get better.  And I'll catch that bitch.  Any word?"

"Forget them.  They'll get theirs, trust me.  You've got full disability and your pension from the state.  Move to Florida and leave this insanity, once and forever."

"Tell me, chief."

Chief Muldane sat and opened a file on his desk.  "The Party Time has been sold and the money transferred to somewhere in Estonia.  Interpol is running that down.  You're not going to believe this but that damned boat will be transported by land to Lake Erie and will be based out of Cleveland.  Seems a new operator bought it."  The chief flipped through some pages.  "No word on Stephanie Dills or Oszkar Gergelli.  However, Richard Tolland was found beaten to death behind a bar near Rochester."

"She's getting rid of witnesses.  She'll follow the boat.  It's her life."

"According to DEA, drugs were also her life.  Besides those South Americans you saw, her boat and house had traces of cocaine, indicating she was trafficking.  That must have been where Rasmus Iljet, the kid you chased, was going.  I always wondered why she had the confidence that rich people have.  I just knew her boat did not give her that much money."

"I'll bring her down if it's the last thing I do."

The chief stared a hole through Don.  "No, you won't.  Move to Arizona or Florida and shoot your landscapes, that's an order.  One last thing."  He reached down and removed a manila envelop from his bottom drawer and shoved it toward Don.  "This should be in your HR file and the case file but as of now, it just got lost."

Don fumbled and opened to find four pictures of Don looking from the overlook with Stephanie kneeling before him.  Don's face flushed and his mouth dropped.  "Where did you get this?"

"Came in her mail.  Wendy Overocker gave them to me the day of your accident."

Submitted: April 19, 2015

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Chief gave him a good advice, but I doubt Don'll follow it. He wants to work and he is right, but, may be, it's not a reason. It's too dirty thing.

Wed, April 22nd, 2015 4:23pm


Very perceptive, Lee.

Wed, April 22nd, 2015 9:46am

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