Busman’s Holiday by G R Jordan

Author:G R Jordan [G R Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carpetless Publishing
Published: 2022-09-27T00:00:00+00:00

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Dom sat at the bar, a large white hat on his head, in a white suit and looking like a cross between a mafia don and some old geezer sat out on a Spanish homestead. He was chatting to a lively young woman behind the bar and trying to ignore the attentions of another woman who was offering her wares to him. He had spoken to her briefly earlier, and she had nothing to offer in terms of what was happening within the town. However, the young woman behind the bar was much more forthcoming, especially when Dom kept on offering to buy her a drink at the same time.

‘It’s just got silly. I came over here from England for a quiet life, the bar, sunshine. What more do you want? Suddenly they’re having this terrorist issue. I mean these are beach resorts. Why do they need terrorism?’

‘Truth,’ said Dom. ‘Why indeed?’ and went to clink his bottle of beer on hers.

‘The way I see it is this is the terrorists flexing their muscles and the police need to get on top of them. That’s, of course, if the police are even bothered about them; half the police force could be in it for all we know. They’re just not happy with the mainland. Independence for the islands—can you imagine it? Wasn’t that long ago, the country was struggling within Europe, needing help because of the monetary situation.’

‘There’s been a number of incidents, haven’t there?’

‘All the papers reported a number of things. The one I know about is the one on the beach,’ said the woman. ‘You see, the local mayor was down there; he’d organised a photo shoot on the beach. Apparently, they came in and knifed him. Some bodyguard or something tried to help and got taken away. They’re saying around here, it’s for extortion. They’re looking for a bidder to buy him, so to speak. Didn’t quite understand that. I don’t know if I just . . . I don’t understand the word for ransom correctly, but it was definitely to buy him. That just seems a bit mad doesn’t it? Still, I wouldn’t want it to put people like you off living around here,’ said the girl.

‘Well, I’m having a look, you know. Do you own this place?’ asked Dom.

‘No,’ said the girl. ‘I would love to, though.’

‘I’d like my own as well down on the beach, you’d sit at my beach bar. The Beach Bum we could call it.’

The girl smiled back at him. ‘Really? I always wanted that.’

‘You on my arm, we’d go for it on a bar together, out on the beach, bikinis and Hawaiian shirts here, there, and everywhere.’

‘Well, you’d suit the Hawaiian shirt,’ she said.

Dom gave a smile, ‘And so would you.’

The girl looked at him. ‘I thought you’d want me in a bikini.’

‘I’d want you the way you want to be,’ he said. ‘You look good behind a bar though. Must be plenty of guys

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