Friday, March 21, 2008

Meanwhile, Back at the Flat

PC Mike Brandsford surveyed the scene before him, wrinkling his nose at the stench of the faeces and urine. The flat was a mess. As far as he could tell, anything that could be broken, had been broken. The remnants of china and picture frames vied for floor space with the internal parts of the television, computer and DVD player. He couldn’t tell if there was anything missing; that would be down to the owner. “Tango Brava to base,” he said over the radio, “this Ms Black who’s been burgled, did she have a TV licence?”

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