by Roger Busby
head-cam stream and across the room bathed in the flicker from the bank of plasma, Lauren was deftly editing the latest package for Crimefighter. Bob Bishop shook his head in wonder, What would she know of the noble cause ramps, fit ups and verbals which were Jack the Zipper’s stock in trade to hold the line of law and order back in the bad old days. Even her habitual use of the time honoured mark of respect “guv’nor” seemed jarringly incongruous. He glanced down at the dinosaur tweet.
From the screen Peckham’s first TV ‘tec rebuked him with ice cold rancour: “Sold out to the vultures eh, now the Met’s a game show and The Job’s gone to rats. Shame on you!” With a pang of nostalgia the minder reached for the keypad. But before he could reply his Blackberry beeped. It was time for morning prayers.
THE END
Other Titles by: Roger Busby
Trafalgar - Dispatches
South Bank Blue
High Jump
Crackshot
Snowman
The Hunter
Fading Blue
Garvey's Code
New Face in Hell
Pattern of Violence
A Reasonable Man
Deadlock
The Frighteners
Robbery blue
Main Line Killer
The Betrayed
The Hammer
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Biography:
BUSBY, Roger (Charles). British. Born in Leicester, 24 July 1941. Educated at Bishop Vesey's Grammar School for Boys; Aston University, Birmingham, certificate in journalism, 1968. Married Maureen-Jeanette Busby in 1968. Journalist, Caters News Agency, Birmingham, 1959-66, and Birmingham Evening Mail, 1966-73. Since 1973, Force Information Officer, Devon and Cornwall Constabulary, Exeter. Lieutenant Commander RNR Sea Cadet Corps 1955 - to date.
