The Future of Scotland Yard
By
Liza O'Connor
Blurb
England has become besieged with foreign entities claiming
to be English citizens. Three of them have managed to become members of Parliament.
Worse yet, the new Prime Minister plans to remove Xavier from his position as
head of Foreign Affairs and slot in a man the new Prime Minister likes a great
deal. Unfortunately, the man is a Russian Spy.
Worse yet: Vic’s sister, Claire, has been declared healthy,
despite being insane, and after marrying her doctor, who declared her sane, a
week later she returns to London with the intent to kill everyone she hates,
which is anyone associated with Vic. When Claire’s husband gets fired, he joins
her in London and proves to be the reason she has a killing compulsion. He
wasn’t making her better all this time. He was making her deadly.
To Vic’s horror, she discovers that Claire has murdered
young men who resemble her. Since Tubs keeps Vic safe from harm, Claire is
forced to kill young men who look like Vic rather than kill Vic. The murders
have gone on for a year since Scotland Yard sought a man as the killer.
Fortunately, the sixteenth victim didn’t die and knew exactly who had attempted
to kill him: Claire Hamilton.
Claire is charged with
fifteen deaths and one attempted murder. She is to be hung, the only problem
is that Claire is so light, there’s a strong possibility that she won’t die and
will quite possibly escape. Barns is determined not to let that happen, but
Claire has some amazing skills.
Chapter 1
Vic and Xavier, the finest sleuths in England, couldn’t
sleep due to a noisy street mob outside their window. For some reason, their
normally quiet street had been invaded with a riot of drunken sods who wished to
sing off-key and dance the bloody night away. Worse yet, some of the neighbors
gave up on sleeping and joined the party as well.
Even at 6:00 a.m., the mob remained outside his home being
as noisy as ever. Having enough of this nonsense, Xavier stormed down to
Gregory’s room and demanded he use his telephone to ask Barns, the new head of
Scotland Yards, to throw the whole bloody lot of them in jail.
“Sir, it is very early in the morning. I doubt he has yet
gone to work,” Gregory chided.
“Don’t argue with me, for I haven’t had a wink of sleep,”
Xavier warned.
With a huff, Gregory dialed the head of Scotland Yard on the
matter of badly singing drunks.
“What?” Barns snapped.
Before Gregory could reply, Xavier grabbed the telephone and
yelled, “Barns, I want you to blast the drunken sods on my street with cold
water. No one in this house has gotten a minute of sleep!”
Barns remained silent for several seconds.
“Are you there?”
“I am. I’m just astounded that you called me on such a
ridiculous request so early in the morning.
“They have been at it all night. Shall I send them to your
street and see how much you like their off-key singing? Several of the local
dogs are howling in pain from the racket.”
“Xavier, I don’t have time to tend to the mob. I have far more
serious problems.”
“What other problems can you possibly have at this god-awful
early hour?” Xavier demanded.
“I don’t have time to discuss it, presently,” Barns snapped.
“However, I’ll have Captain Meyers send a carriage of officers to disperse your
party.”
“They aren’t my bloody partygoers!” Xavier snapped. Before
he could rant more, Barns hung-up on him.
Xavier stared at the phone in shock. Barns had never hung up
on him before.
By the time Xavier returned upstairs, he was highly annoyed.
“Barns just hung up on me!” he yelled at Vic.
“Well, something must be up for him to be at work so early.
And why are you yelling at me? I didn’t hang up on you.”
“I appreciate that,” Xavier stated. “Thank you for not
yelling at me.”
Vic wrapped her arms around him and kissed him.
“Even better,” he stated. “Let us ignore the nonsense
outside and enjoy a moment of pleasure.”
“Excellent idea,” Vic assured
him.
Five minutes into their love
making, Captain Meyers and his officers arrived to remove the noisy and
inconsiderate street people.
“Damn it all! Why do they show up now?” Xavier snapped.
Vic covered his face with kisses. “Stop. They are doing
exactly what you asked them to do. You cannot demand them to arrive, then
complain that they actually arrived.”
“You are correct. So, let us continue to make love while
they disperse the mass of troublesome, inconsiderate Cretans outside our window.”
While they concluded a very fine bout of pleasure, Captain
Meyers and his men removed the obnoxious partygoers, threatening them with jail
time if they returned. Now with blessed silence outside, they decided to get a
bit more sleep.
“Should we let Stone know that we’ll be late to work?” Vic asked.
“Stone will figure out why
and where we are. While his body has weakened, his brain and hearing have not.”
Vic agreed. Stone, their third partner and former head of
Scotland Yard, was awake and in the office across the street. Any issues that
might pop up before they got a bit more sleep, Stone would handle if he could do
so at his desk. If a problem required mobility, he would send Jacko’s eldest
son, Pete, across the street to let us know.
While Davy was also in the office, he could no longer do
much, other than fix a hot cup of tea. His bones hurt like the devil during winter,
and this winter was brutal.
Vic had offered to move him back to her warmer home, but Davy
refused. While he insisted the drafty room upstairs suited him, she suspected
he just couldn’t get use to the noisy children in her home. Thus, she purchased
him the finest blankets she could find, to keep him from freezing to death.
To be honest, the children
were a noisy lot, but she didn’t mind since it was mostly in play. Vic loved to
hear all the children playing and laughing. Besides her fabulous son, Cannon,
there was Tub’s boy, Ham, who was by far the tallest of the children now,
despite that Cannon was ten months older than Ham. Their latest rescue was an
adorable baby boy named Danny. She acquired him from a Baby Farmer who had been
ordered to kill the child. For a mere hundred pounds, he gave her the child.
Best of all: the children got
along with one another.
Unfortunately, when Claire
finally discovered her mansion didn’t legally belong to her, she went crazy.
Upon discovering that Victor “owned” her mansion, she set it on fire. Never
mind she and her many male friends were the only ones who entered it now that she
had divorced David.
Refusing to risk the lives of everyone in Vic and
Xavier’s house, Xavier had Claire committed to the finest asylum in England.
Vic hoped the place could cure her.
Xavier doubted anyone could cure Claire, but he
never shared that with Vic.
However, it did mean that Maddy moved to their house
so she could live with her father, David, and little Danny. Nor, did it take
long for David to realize Maddy hated baby Danny.
Vic wasn’t surprised that Maddy had anger issues. But
she had no idea why Maddy would focus her anger on the sweet baby.
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