Zemblanity

Chapter 12

Steve was on his way from the market when a Scorpio stopped in front, blocking him. From the car popped two faces he was familiar with, Detective James and his dashing assistant. Perplexed at first, yet, he tried to maintain his cool composure. They got down from the car and approached him.

"Steve, you do have to run huge errands," Bob says teasingly indicating with his eyes those bags in his hands.

"Yes sir, being a dedicated worker, I will have to do anything for my madam."

"Oh! Impressive, well...let me see what you have got in there?" Bob snatches one of the covers from Steve and peeps into it.

"Hey....that's mean!" Steve exclaimed.

"Steve you have got Salmon...fresh salmon are difficult to get these days."

"Ofcourse Bob, but I know Steve shall do whatever to please his madam...I guess its for Miss Laura and not for that woman who you always give packages to." Detective James said.

"What do you mean?" Steve looks at him suspiciously.

"Ah...you clearly know what I meant."

"I don't, well...I don't want to! Let me leave." When Steve tries to move, Bob grabs his shirt and brings both his arms behind. He handcuffs him and forcefully takes him into the car.

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At Police Headquarters

Steve has been under the police custody for quite some time. Detective James and Bob were questioning him. 

"There is no point in hiding the truth, Steve."

"I cannot say anything which I do not know." Steve argues back. Detective James who grew impatient slams his fists on the table. He looks at Steve who seemed to be terrified.

"I hate it especially when people lie. Don't make me do something that I may regret later."

"A threat?" Steve asks.

"Caution. I like it to be called so.  We have enough evidence that shows your meeting with her and those transactions, ofcourse. If you insist, then I can ruin you."

Steve gulps. "Fine. I will tell you everything." Bob took the recorder and placed it on the table.

"I do not know who the lady is. But she comes every week to collect those packages."

"What was the package?" 

"Money. Madam Sara asks me to deliver them to the lady who comes to the mansion."

"Does Laura know about it?"

"I guess no as Madam has strictly warned me not to let anyone know."

"I see. When will she come again?" 

"Probably next Friday sir."

Detective James ponders for a while and then, deciding something  says," Steve, you can go now. But you will have to come whenever I call you, else...you know it."

Steve nods his head, bows and leaves the room. Bob turns off the recorder. Just at that moment, a police officer enters the room. 

"Have you found it?" 

"Yes sir. I went to the restaurant where the lady visits and she came there by 4. After taking a coffee ,she left the place half an hour later and  I followed her. "

"Good. And?"

"Found out where she lives. Door number 45, St. Peter's Road."

"Okay. You may go." The police officer salutes and went away. Bob turns towards his superior and asks, "What's next?"

"Having them taste their own medicine." The Detective says confidently.