Tyche
Copyright© 2020 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 90
The cop came back ... late the next day.
“How did you know?”
“Know what?”
“The guy parked at the entrance to the park.”
“Raul told me,” I said.
“Listen...” He got a start and folded. “Ok ... I believe you.”
He started the Grand Reveal. “The tire tracks in the mud at the park matched the tires on his truck. I made plasticine casts of the tire tracks and matched them to his truck at the impound lot. Then the captain and I went to the hospital and played good cop bad cop on him. He confessed, “Cats are the minions of Satan ... I got a promotion to Corporal ... the Cap and I got Good Boy awards for catching the “Cat Killer” ... he’d been doing it for years. And I’m going to Detective School next month. Where’s your cat?”
“Great ... Raul!”
The cat came bounding up the trail down to the river ... he was wet. No!!! WET! Soaked to the skin.
<What?>
Then he saw the cop. <Oh ... it’s you.>
“I did not hear that.”
<Did too.>
“Or that.”
“Just tell him.” I said.
“We caught the ‘Cat Killer’ ... I’d like to shake your hand ... paw.” He got down and offered his ... Raul offered ... they shook ... and so did Raul ... water everywhere. Soaked Deputy.
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