Part: 4
By Mark Quinn
The Pennybank Murders
Part 4
Superintendent Cyril Choppybottom continues his investigation. After leaving Miss Imogen Armitage he makes his way through town on the gravel path with a ‘crunch crunch’ of the small stones under foot, such a pleasant sound. Suddenly Cyril can hear quick footsteps. They seem to get quicker, it’s the sound of running footsteps and then shooting past, panting and puffing, is the local nun, Sister Tabatha. She has won the local 10k town fun-run three years on the trot.
“Good day Superintendent, I hope you’re having a blessed one,” says the sister just before gobbing a giant greeney from the back of her throat.
Cyril pauses for a second as it slips from a tree branch and lands on an unexpected slug.
“Yes, thank you sister, I’m having a wonderful day,” he says as he side-steps the green-covered slug and continues to the local shop.
On entering the one-stop shop ‘for all your daily needs’, the superintendent picks up the local paper to glimpse at the sports page.
“Did you hear the gossip Mabel?” says one nosey old hag to another. The superintendent pretends to carry on reading the sport while listening with a pricked-up ear.
“Oh no, go on Martha.”
“Well Sister Tabatha used to be a mister you know!”
“What do you mean? You’re not suggesting…”
Mabel shuffles the newspapers on the counter.
“She took her cock out last weekend in front of the vicar!”
“What did he do?”
“Well he grabbed it, because it nearly got caught in the chapel door, it was wiggling and pecking at him.”
“She shouldn’t have animals that nun, remember the llama she had that spit in the butcher’s face?”
“Yes I remember, but what’s that got to do with her being the opposite sex?”
“Well, a photo fell on the floor of her, or should I say, him!”
“Really?!”
Mabel leans closer to Martha, meanwhile Cyril’s other ear pricks up.
“In the photo it had it’s cock out!”
To be continued…
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