The Floating Corpse by James Walker

Author:James Walker [Walker, James]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-22T22:00:00+00:00

I drank about half the bottle at once, as I was desperately thirsty. In a moment I felt well enough to try the muffin, so I broke it in half and wolfed it down. I followed that with the second half of the bottle, and I was ready to go. A thought occurred to me.

“Why are we riding? Why don’t we just take the Helena over?”

He gave me that look that made me feel like a moron. “Then how, pray tell, will we retrieve your motorcycle?

I slapped my forehead. “That’s right! Holly Moly! Where is it?”

“At the station, I imagine. We’ll fetch it before we go to the docks. Besides, I am beginning to see a thread that we may wish to follow. Who knows Frohman, perhaps it will lead us through this mystery!”

I didn’t have a clue as what he was talking about as I was more concerned with staying on the back of his bike and not puking on the way.

Uncle Will and I were both experienced riders, so the trip down to the ferry landing was short and sweet. About halfway across the river on the ferry, I was feeling much better. That Coca-Cola was wonderment for hang-overs! As the name suggest, there is a small dose of cocaine with every bottle and probably why Uncle Will is so fond of it.

Again, the crowds were lined along the railing, peering outwards and pointing. They seemed a bit more animated this morning and I commented that to my Uncle.

He was disgusted. “Bah, Frohman! Most likely another sighting- or at least someone heard of one from their cousin who talked to a friend of whoever made the sighting! Blithering Sapheads!”

I let the subject drop and kept one eye on the water when Wiliam was looking elsewhere. I didn’t see anything but a small chop and the channel markers.

We were first off the ferry with me clutching the seat below my rear rather than putting my arms around my uncle. I managed to stay on though it was a challenge on the cobblestone leading up to the Police station. We pulled up and I hopped off the Chief, as Wiliam killed the engine. My bike was nowhere in sight, but I could still hear a motorcycle engine, when the Chief went quiet. I looked behind me and there was my motorcycle, with some man in a uniform tooling along towards us!

To think someone had the gall to take my new Harley for a spin without my permission infuriated me. Copper or not, I was going to call him on it!

He pulled up to us, with a big grin on his face. He shut the engine off and set the stand before he dismounted.

“Afternoon, Mr. Gillette.” All I got was a nod. He gestured towards the bike. Magnificent machine! Hope we can get something like it for patrolling someday!”

Afternoon, Jack” William replied. He saw the look on my face and quickly put in, “Of course, you already met Collin.” He turned to me.

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