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asked as the two men neared the front door.
“I don’t know, but he was pissed.”
The tiny police department was empty. Chief Neighbors’ office door was closed. Vernon knocked. And waited.
A full minute later the door opened. A redhead in sunglasses walked out with her head pointed toward the floor. Her hair and clothes were tousled.
Vernon smirked. Benny chuckled. They walked into the office.
“Afternoon meeting?” Benny asked.
“Yes,” Chief Neighbors said, trying to tuck his shirt into his pants as he was still seated behind his desk. With his shirt tucked, he pulled at his mustache and tried to be serious. “She is the new, um, the new…”
“The new piece of ass?” Benny asked.
Chief Neighbors’ face lit up like Christmas. “Yes! And she’s a devil in sheep’s clothing. You wouldn’t believe the tricks that gal can do. My goodness!”
“You’ve got lipstick on your face, Chief,” Vernon said, pointing to the right side of his own face.
Chief Neighbors pulled open the desk drawer containing his mirror and wiped away the evidence of his fling.
“You boys are lucky,” he said closing the drawer.
“Why is that?” Vernon asked.
“Well, before the redheaded gal showed up I was absolutely furious with you two. Now I am only slightly perturbed.”
“Can I get her number for the next time we piss you off?” Benny joked.
“I put her on my speed dial,” the Chief answered, completely missing the attempt at humor.
“What were you mad about?” Vernon probed.
“I got a call a few hours ago from across the lake.”
“Oh,” Vernon said, clueing in. “Big E.”
“Yes. Big E called and yelled at me.” Chief Neighbors pouted. “He was irate .”
“Why do you care?” Benny asked. “He’s not one of your constituents, so to speak.”
“He seems to think he was being harassed in my county and I…,” Chief Neighbors searched for a lie.
“And he has a lot of money,” Vernon said.
“He’s loaded,” answered the Chief.
“And you don’t want to lose one of the biggest contributors to your re-election fund,” Benny guessed.
Chief Neighbors pulled at his mustache. “No.” He pulled some more.
“You’re a terrible liar,” Benny said.
“How do you know that? Those were secret donations.”
“Aren’t those illegal?”
“Not if they remain secret,” Chief Neighbors shot back. “We’re getting off the point here. I have my reasons for doing the things I do and this county is better for it.”
“I’ll never tell,” Benny said.
“Do tell how you knew,” Chief Neighbors pleaded.
“I’ve been around the block, Charles. I read signs and I make educated guesses.”
“So now you’re psychic?”
“Just intuitive. Would you like to tell us why Big E was so angry?”
“I was hoping you would tell me,” Chief Neighbors admitted.
“You tell him,” Benny said to Vernon.
“We caught him doing some illegal gambling.”
“In Donny’s pool?”
“You know about that, Chief?”
“I… I… just discovered it.” Chief Neighbors pulled at his mustache.
“You know we have his books,” Benny bluffed.
“Did he put my real name in those books?” Chief Neighbors yelled. He stood up and pounded his fist on the desk. “That dumb redneck!”
“Charles, Charles,” Benny calmed. “No. Stop talking. Should I call the redhead back? Everything is fine. We don’t know anything about anything,” Benny lied. “We’ll leave Big E alone. To us, he doesn’t exist. Happy?”
“Nothing said here gets out of this room,” Chief Neighbors stated.
“Nothing,” Vernon said.
“Nothing,” Benny echoed.
As Vernon and Benny walked out of his office, Chief Neighbors was punching the speed dial on his phone.
In the parking lot, Benny and Vernon decided to go to Rene’s for a drink. They heard she had reopened earlier and besides wanting a drink, they were both curious to see if it was business as usual at the café.
They walked in the restaurant to
“I don’t know, but he was pissed.”
The tiny police department was empty. Chief Neighbors’ office door was closed. Vernon knocked. And waited.
A full minute later the door opened. A redhead in sunglasses walked out with her head pointed toward the floor. Her hair and clothes were tousled.
Vernon smirked. Benny chuckled. They walked into the office.
“Afternoon meeting?” Benny asked.
“Yes,” Chief Neighbors said, trying to tuck his shirt into his pants as he was still seated behind his desk. With his shirt tucked, he pulled at his mustache and tried to be serious. “She is the new, um, the new…”
“The new piece of ass?” Benny asked.
Chief Neighbors’ face lit up like Christmas. “Yes! And she’s a devil in sheep’s clothing. You wouldn’t believe the tricks that gal can do. My goodness!”
“You’ve got lipstick on your face, Chief,” Vernon said, pointing to the right side of his own face.
Chief Neighbors pulled open the desk drawer containing his mirror and wiped away the evidence of his fling.
“You boys are lucky,” he said closing the drawer.
“Why is that?” Vernon asked.
“Well, before the redheaded gal showed up I was absolutely furious with you two. Now I am only slightly perturbed.”
“Can I get her number for the next time we piss you off?” Benny joked.
“I put her on my speed dial,” the Chief answered, completely missing the attempt at humor.
“What were you mad about?” Vernon probed.
“I got a call a few hours ago from across the lake.”
“Oh,” Vernon said, clueing in. “Big E.”
“Yes. Big E called and yelled at me.” Chief Neighbors pouted. “He was irate .”
“Why do you care?” Benny asked. “He’s not one of your constituents, so to speak.”
“He seems to think he was being harassed in my county and I…,” Chief Neighbors searched for a lie.
“And he has a lot of money,” Vernon said.
“He’s loaded,” answered the Chief.
“And you don’t want to lose one of the biggest contributors to your re-election fund,” Benny guessed.
Chief Neighbors pulled at his mustache. “No.” He pulled some more.
“You’re a terrible liar,” Benny said.
“How do you know that? Those were secret donations.”
“Aren’t those illegal?”
“Not if they remain secret,” Chief Neighbors shot back. “We’re getting off the point here. I have my reasons for doing the things I do and this county is better for it.”
“I’ll never tell,” Benny said.
“Do tell how you knew,” Chief Neighbors pleaded.
“I’ve been around the block, Charles. I read signs and I make educated guesses.”
“So now you’re psychic?”
“Just intuitive. Would you like to tell us why Big E was so angry?”
“I was hoping you would tell me,” Chief Neighbors admitted.
“You tell him,” Benny said to Vernon.
“We caught him doing some illegal gambling.”
“In Donny’s pool?”
“You know about that, Chief?”
“I… I… just discovered it.” Chief Neighbors pulled at his mustache.
“You know we have his books,” Benny bluffed.
“Did he put my real name in those books?” Chief Neighbors yelled. He stood up and pounded his fist on the desk. “That dumb redneck!”
“Charles, Charles,” Benny calmed. “No. Stop talking. Should I call the redhead back? Everything is fine. We don’t know anything about anything,” Benny lied. “We’ll leave Big E alone. To us, he doesn’t exist. Happy?”
“Nothing said here gets out of this room,” Chief Neighbors stated.
“Nothing,” Vernon said.
“Nothing,” Benny echoed.
As Vernon and Benny walked out of his office, Chief Neighbors was punching the speed dial on his phone.
In the parking lot, Benny and Vernon decided to go to Rene’s for a drink. They heard she had reopened earlier and besides wanting a drink, they were both curious to see if it was business as usual at the café.
They walked in the restaurant to
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