Guardians of the Light by R L Delaney

Author:R L Delaney
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: PureRead
Published: 2020-04-05T04:00:00+00:00

*Proverbs 27:20

* Ezekiel 22:30

Chapter Six

After Harrison had stumbled into the Police station, he dropped himself into the nearest chair he could find while he raked his hand through his hair. Poppy Alberts looked up from her desk, concern filling her eyes. "Are you all right, Mister Ames?"

Harrison cast her a droopy glance and nodded. "I-I suppose so."

Poppy Alberts got up and shook her head in such a determined manner that her long braid almost knocked down the pencil holder that was standing on her desk. "I'll get you a strong cup of coffee," she said, and without waiting for Harrison's approval she stepped over to the coffee machine and set to work.

Just as she was finished and handed Harrison the steaming brew, the door opened and Captain Devonshire entered. When he saw the detective slouched in the chair he raised his eyebrows, and a scowl formed on his face. "Come on, Harrison… we're all working ourselves to death, and you are just sipping coffee. Where have you been anyway?"

The detective did not even have the energy to properly answer the captain and just shrugged his shoulders. "Been visiting a suspect."

Devonshire, clearly not in a good mood, balanced impatiently before him. "What suspect?"

"Richard Sternfoot, the chemistry teacher at Dewsbury High."

Devonshire stared at Harrison for an instant and tilted his head. "Why would you go see Mr. Sternfoot? He's a well-respected member of our community?"

Harrison sighed and brushed his hand through his hair. "So was Alfred Rodeo, wasn't he?"

"Sternfoot is doing a lot of good," Devonshire shot back. "I never liked Rodeo."

Harrison scratched his forehead. How could he expect the captain to understand? For a moment he wondered whether or not he should tell him about the terrifying experience he just had at Sternfoot's house, but then he would also have to explain that he illegally broke into the place, and knowing how much of a stickler Devonshire was for doing things by the book, he decided against it. The worst thing was that he had no solid proof that Sternfoot was involved. All he had was speculation, nothing more. He looked up with tired eyes and mumbled, "Just thought Mr. Sternfoot might know something. That's all."

"And did he?" Devonshire fired back.

Harrison shook his head and mumbled almost inaudible, "He wasn't there."

Devonshire shook his head, irritation dripping off his face. "You are a good detective, Harrison, and what you did at the shoot-out was commendable, but I urge you to keep your mind focused on the things that really matter." He wrinkled his nose and pointed at his office. "Get up… This is not a time to sit back and slurp coffee."

Poppy Alberts, apparently feeling sorry, (or was it guilt?) stepped up. "I-It's my fault, Captain," she mumbled in an apologetic tone. "I thought he could use a cup. W-Would you maybe want a cup too?"

"No, Poppy," Devonshire hissed while he narrowed his eyes. "I do not."

Harrison gave Poppy a wry smile and handed her his empty cup, after which he followed Devonshire to his office.

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