Chief Garnet turned the monitor around with a flick
of his wrist. "There he is, Bad Man McQuire, boss of the Scones," he said with a mix
of awe and contempt. The picture on the screen was of a rough faced man, one who had
worked the streets from an early age and progressed through guile and violence.
The only other person in the room leaned back in
the worn chair and put one well shone black shoe on Garnet's desk, tapping the heel
against the table leg. Contemplation for a few minutes.
"I know his type, Chief Garnet. I have had to deal
with many similar thugs in my time - not just the delitantes you hear about in the
wires. I will take the case and clean Boisborough of him and his vermin gang."
It was the best news Garnet had heard all week.
The Chief stood and offered his hand to the renown Inspector Morrisey.
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