Philip Speake
10-11-2016, 12:51 PM
“I’ve just got a call from special branch sir, telling me to drop it.”
“Drop what exactly sergeant.”
“I don’t know sir, I just called them, explaining we think suspects are terrorist by our understanding sir and they just said drop it, over and over again.”
“Did they explain why sergeant.”
“Well, no inspector, they just kept saying drop it and I said we think they might be some sort of neo nazis sir.”
“Did they say “Do not investigator further with the enquiry” sergeant.”
“No sir, they just kept saying drop it.”
“Ah fuck it, look detective, if they did not give any official orders. we are not going to get into any trouble with this, I’ve got your back greaves, you and the boys aint got anything to worry about, we aren’t breakin any laws, if they can’t give us any official instructions, we can’t get done okay.”
“What’s goin on down there boss.”
“I’m lookin out the side of a telephone box now okay, and I see a guy, with his bloody head blown off okay, must have been a double barrelled shotgun right, and he’s just lyin there right, and I’ve got members of the public, just stood around laughing at it.”
“Laughing guv”
“Well. Not laughing greaves. As such. Its fucking weird.”
“What you mean guv”
“It’s not fucking laughing as such. Their fucking cackling like fucking witches around a fucking a cauldron okay, it’s fucking horrible out here sergeant”
“I don’t fucking get this sir”
“Neither do I greaves”
Philip Speake
“Drop what exactly sergeant.”
“I don’t know sir, I just called them, explaining we think suspects are terrorist by our understanding sir and they just said drop it, over and over again.”
“Did they explain why sergeant.”
“Well, no inspector, they just kept saying drop it and I said we think they might be some sort of neo nazis sir.”
“Did they say “Do not investigator further with the enquiry” sergeant.”
“No sir, they just kept saying drop it.”
“Ah fuck it, look detective, if they did not give any official orders. we are not going to get into any trouble with this, I’ve got your back greaves, you and the boys aint got anything to worry about, we aren’t breakin any laws, if they can’t give us any official instructions, we can’t get done okay.”
“What’s goin on down there boss.”
“I’m lookin out the side of a telephone box now okay, and I see a guy, with his bloody head blown off okay, must have been a double barrelled shotgun right, and he’s just lyin there right, and I’ve got members of the public, just stood around laughing at it.”
“Laughing guv”
“Well. Not laughing greaves. As such. Its fucking weird.”
“What you mean guv”
“It’s not fucking laughing as such. Their fucking cackling like fucking witches around a fucking a cauldron okay, it’s fucking horrible out here sergeant”
“I don’t fucking get this sir”
“Neither do I greaves”
Philip Speake