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THE CRIME IN LATEST

Osprey Nigel sits in front of your TV with a can of beer in his hand and slowly the awareness and take a sip of luxury and exhaust sound ah wet lips "... .. this is life!"

He is enjoying the sports program on television, holding your favorite drink in hand as a symbol of freedom, while the stabilization of a family size pizza that had just been delivered and now balances precariously on his knees. He realizes his gently rising steam and floating through the air, filling the room with your favorite aroma 'food! "

He listen with enthusiasm to his favorite football manager rant.

Yes, he remembers with shining eyes: that the director is a real man, strong, with stocky body and a mouth that constantly seems about to burst forth outrageous statements! And insults - certainly sounded out by a software publisher sissy - appear flow effortlessly with thick lips and selfish.

Nigel laughs at himself. He is enjoying these outbursts, they are funny and insulting words are heard you can not get over the airwaves, due to its land - too earthly! But you can always read lips and missng out, thus increasing the fun!

Wonderful thoughts come to mind while making another strong suck his beer: The woman has gone away, this time forever! The divorce was very disturbing and a real disorder. It looks like now lives with her aunt in another state Muckalot Gerti - with the hell that is.

His little cousin of Winston lights had come and pick all their belongings. It has taken much, piling high in a truck, but it was great to see the last of your trash!

From now on, it keeps reminding same, no more screaming at him, no more scolding, home is now quiet and peaceful, since it is only he and his cat Benny, who is in complete agreement with him.

He looks around and notices that the waiting room now with little furniture. His wife, former wife to be exact, has left with the bare necessities! But There is a quiet light that filtered through the sheer curtains, so that all visible dust and yet give the room a peaceful atmosphere.

"This is paradise of a man, he thinks, nodding to himself. There are his papers scattered, with the sports pages and will soon open a few magazines lying around the room who would not normally have dared to buy.

"It's great to be free", think - it's a wonderful feeling, and he realizes an intoxicating increase ripple through his body, making him sigh with happiness.

Suddenly, he knocks on the door, instead sign and hitting it with determination.

What the hell ... .. "He does not like unexpected visitors, especially when they are interrupting your program favorite TV!

Before he is able to shout "Go!" Striking again, this time with a touch of impatience and very annoying! Feels increasing fury.

When you open the door wider to avoid the noise, realizes two men who were obviously detectives, identifiable by their dress or adjusted and felt hats - 'using hats today? He observes. Behind them is pushing a fat cop with a television news crew, with the camera man and sound technician.

Detectives worry him - right from your first glimpse of you have this gut feeling that problems write. These two men had their faces as tough and weather beaten and darting eyes that, by making eye contact, like a flip out the secrets of a person want to retain.

They are with a third man, a professor type of guy, with thick glasses, a clipboard in his hands.

News team is visibly out, from their way closer to Nigel. They are of the delicate, colorful clothing, "very fairy-like," says Nigel.

They have their various devices as if they were doing the public, and humanity in general, a great favor! But what is this? his thoughts continue to compete through of his mind.

Before he could think clearly and absorb all this meeting, one of the detectives, with a face like a constipated bulldog, with big eyes and red and rushing everywhere, held out a shiny metal plate.

"Murder! That rasps, 'Are you Nigel Osprey?

And he did not expect an answer - I was so sure of your case.

"You're under arrest for the murder of a Mrs.Emilia Prattlelot ... his ex-wife!"

'O.. W.. W.whaaaat? Nigel could only gasp in disbelief.

"That's right!" You heard! This leaves the bottom lips absent.

"Come with me now. Now, now ... .." A huge hand reaches to grab fat.

"What are you talking about?

Nigel instinctively tries to close the door in an attempt to close this hostile crowd.

Unfortunately, the Robert Mitchum-similar aspect has his feet big - very big gap to reach the door, preventing its closure.

The third man, the look of a Boffin, but with the same non-descript clothing, had the white hair and possibly a bald spot, too, is covered by old-hat. His features are sharp thick glasses - very thick. They were so pronounced that appear convex in an attempt to reach it, with two small black dots that show they are trying to hypnotize - who were his students or the flies had left points glasses.

'We know' poop out of her lips. His Adam's apple moved up and down the throat skinny with a collar that was too large, giving the impression of contraction, while in the service!

The policeman was in uniform trying to control their weight to compress it too severely. But only low-fat change, manifested in the legs as concrete crushers, with more gigantic feet wide.

Now, he too, tried to enter the event: Come, quick! "Escapes his thick lips.

Nigel feels it is time to say something:

"Look, I do not I have done nothing to anyone - I just want to be alone. "strength is through its weight against the door, as loud as he could, the interference that giant foot as hard as he could - no effect.

"There must be a prosthesis, he watches as a man's features betray nothing.

The man with thick glasses, explained:

"We are of the UCP, predictive Unit to combat crime in the police headquarters ... ..."

"I do not give a damn what they are - have done nothing and my food is getting cold "

(Not exactly shout 'figure', but this writer is of good education and do not know how to spell the exact expletive!)

Nigel keeps slamming the door against the shoe of detective - a futile exercise.

"Hey," shouts the man microphone, "Can you come a little and give us a smile - that will be on the news tonight!"

Amazed, Nigel opened the door and steppes exterior. "What news? What are you talking about?

The reporter was very nice, "Our government has installed a new supercomputer that not only records all crimes in this state, maintains statistics on the frequency and type ... ... .. "

The scientist took over: "With all demographics, and time pressure", motive and all other relevant personality traits of the authors, we are now able to predict when a crime, which, reason, et cetera, et cetera, "allowing the Latin words dissolve on the tongue.

He seemed very excited about this new This was the fight against crime. His hand, holding the pen, they seem to write something not seen in the air.

"What nonsense! I no aven't done and that's all. Leave me alone - the lot of you! "

His eyes were covered by everyone and his chin pointed, especially the journalist and his team. The Blood is the drainage of the face and suddenly feel so alone and helpless.

"This is a nightmare! How do I go about this? "His thoughts go competing. And now there are signs of sweat on his forehead.

'Come with us - come, come! "The strong detective uttered these words as an owner busy reminding their patrons at closing time.

'Just to show how states that,' the scientist tries to demonstrate enthusiastically, "You've ordered a pizza for dinner, with anchovies and extra mushrooms. Looking at your portfolio clipboard in hand, recited the words.

Stunned silence prevailed.

"Well, yes, but ... .. "

"Come, come with us. Do not give us any problems." Mountain Man "started putting his arm again - a symbol of their impatience.

"Leggo of me - I aven't done nothing!"

Nigel cry now sounds a little more desperate.

Looking at his clip board folder, the scientist continues enthusiastically:

"You have asked this from a wall stream called Pizza Paradise - is not it? After eating your cat - right? He also called his friend Alfredo, inviting him for the night? '

The last phrase was shouted in disgust.

In the background, the television presenter started talking into a microphone, explaining to viewers not seen this new technology, eager face of an expert and a stomach upset that he was not sure exactly what he was talking.

Standing on a strip of nature, realize that this was not the only thing standing in. Do not people believe in picking up after their dogs?

Now the police gets into the act: "You have a brother named Arthur who lives in England. And a cousin in Townsville, called Edward, - right? And the number of your car is ... ..." Raising the word ends in triumph:

'Your ex-wife arrive at any moment, attempt to take custody of the dog, leaving him with the cat. And then go to happen! "

He nodded at the increasing number of spectators. Justice is being done - everyone can see it!

A new person, female approaches the crowd. She is something dowdily dressed in a headscarf and expertly showing a push and push your way through the crowd and through it.

Almost on Nigel, she nods her head toward him.

"No! When you do what you're going? Who is you anyway? "The police lifted a meaty hand on the fingers of sausage.

"We go through me, I have to see Nelson!

The detective tried to establish a fact:

"So, you Prattlelot Emilia, the ex-wife?

The crowd gathered outside the gate becomes stiff, they look at each other, nodding, "I told you! "Then it happened a little, aware that they are living a catastrophe.

"No, I'm Sally cleaner, I'm here to collect my pay for the cleaning of the house. She looked at Nelson, extending his hand:" You promised you will eighty-five dollars to me ... .. "

Nigel gasped: "Of course, Sally, eighty-five dollars you say? No no problem! He reached into his back pocket he produced his wallet and carefully have the money in the palm accepted.

Looking at the money Piling in hand, the information is given to the questions easily. Yes, she comes regularly and this afternoon is their payday.

Great consternation is spreading and the police suddenly look deeply wounded: It is assumed that the time of the murder!

There are frantic phone calls to the police offices head phones are ringing in response, back and forth.

"Thank you, Nigel, see you soon! Sally disappears with the same amount of wine to the identification, but this time with a touch of triumph.

For some reason the police group is looking pale and dazed. The scientist looked at his clipboard folder Suddenly a red face, the police surrounded him, all trying to seek the knowledge.

"There is no mention of a Sally! The thick glasses geek seems to have his bulging eyes and in the stems.

"The wife is not here, but a cleaning woman appears ... .."

First, a breath passes through the crowd, then a kind of rebellion that began to spread. Muttering first disappointment, then the loud sounds of dissatisfaction on the police in general and the law begins to be transmitted.

Television equipment hastily pack their teams with different expressions while his driver killed start the engine. Now, no history to report!

People are walking away in disgust and in all directions, having been stripped of a real drama.

The village of law are still making frantic phone calls to their head offices, especially his department.

"Look Goggle-eyes' on your phone as if he can not believe what I just heard, Gordo tries to smash his phone in his meaty hand and eye bloodshot bulldog-keep looking with disbelief in reading scientific team.

But after a while they also removed, thus leaving with a final look at Nelson: "We will be back," his eyes seem to say.

Everyone retires - the new, crime, prediction, computer has made a mistake!

Nigel leaving standing in front of his door, alone and scratching his head. He shrugs whispers

'Who hell is Sally?

PEDRO FEDERICO

www.life-on-the-road.com

peter-frederick@hotmail.com

 

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ABOUT MYSELF

For most of my working life I have been in Sales, either retail, wholesale or manufacturer’s representative. Because of this I have met a lot of people from different cultures and organisations and observed their psychological make-up, and how people interact with one another. This has given me a chance to observe and discover some positive and not so positive fundamentals in contact with one another.

During this time an opportunity presented itself for me to start writing, and since then, I have written a lot because of the pleasure I get from writing. I like the challenge of finding the right words to craft the perfect sentences which, in turn, convey a perfect story. .Whilst I have not achieved this stage of perfection, just to think and be able to write down my thoughts, is for me something very stimulating and satisfying.

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