It was a chilly day in Wellington Wells. The sun hidden by clouds. But it was special. A new batch of bobbies had been hired by uncle jack himself.
Now. Hiring was a pain. Mainly because of the height requirements. Over 6'6" (6 foot 6 inches). And some got a bit sad when they were turned away. Of course they really were sad because only bobbies got BlackBerry joy. But it was fine.
The bobbies were currently in the HQ. In a lounge room. Well. A handful at least. There was still work that needed done.
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A Constable's Job (we happy few)
FanfictionShort stories about the constables of Wellington Wells. Might add a plot later down the line. But hope you all enjoy for now! Also wanted to add that I'm gonna water down things and not spoil anything. The photos are also from compulsion. I'm not u...
