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The ts detectve
The story and nothing but... by dmt1967
 Category:  Mystery and Crime Fiction
  Posted: July 14, 2012      Views: 637
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I live in Chessington which is in England and I love to write, I hope to make a carreer out of this if im good enough.

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Jet the ts detective has found out that Helen her ex wife was a spy when she discovered Helen's body she's been on the trail of her killer


He came back with two cups of coffee, and put one in front of me.

“I didn’t know how you liked it”

He smiled at me.

I didn’t care, it was wet and hot, and that was how I liked it at this moment in time. I sipped my coffee, and stared at him in bewilderment. Who was he? Why was he following me? He must be someone very important to make the chief of police obey his commands.

He sat opposite me, looked me in the eye, and smiled. When I didn’t say anything, he sighed.

“You must want to know what all this is about. So where do you want me to start?” He asked, looking expectantly at me.

“Who are you? What are you? What was Helen? Why did she die?”

When I stopped to catch my breath and before I had a chance to ask him anything else, he put up his hands in protest, and laughed.

“Stop, I will answer all your questions, but first I want to ask you one. How much do you know?”

“Not much,” I pondered, “I know Helen wasn’t shot by her team. I think they were all traitors, and I know this is big. Much bigger than this team. It involves law enforcement agencies all over the country. That’s all I know.”

“Well then, I think I’d better answer your questions and start at the beginning. My name is Bud and I am the director of a task force called Elate. We deal with traitors to our country. We answer to someone higher than the president of the United States and Helen was one of us.” He paused then and took a sip of coffee.”

I was speechless; Helen was a super spy, who would have thought it?

“Go on.” I whispered, enthralled.

“We found out that this organization had a traitor in it, Helen went in undercover as part of the team to flush him out. We found out then it was a lot bigger than we thought. Helen found out who the ultimate Boss of the traitors was, but before she could tell me, she was killed. Before she was killed, she sent me a coded message saying if anything happened to her I could trust you to take her place and finish what we started. She thought the world of you, Jet.” He paused.

I took a sip of my coffee, it was cold by now, but I didn’t care. Helen still thought so much of me; after all I had put her through. I felt the tears at the back of my eyes. I blinked them away, wanting to hear the rest of the story. Bud saw how upset this had made me and went to get up to comfort me, but I stopped him before he could.

“Go on, please.” I muttered. “I’m ok.”

He sat back down, patted my hand awkwardly, and then continued the story.

“Helen told me to keep you safe, so Henry and I started keeping tabs on you and the team. Henry is my dog by the way, he is also the finest police dog ever but I could be biased.”  He laughed.

I smiled politely, and wished he’d just get on with the story.

“I saw the van; there was someone under it while Mary was in it. Mary wasn’t a traitor by the way, thought you might like to know that.”

I hadn’t known Mary at all but for some reason I was glad, maybe the thought of her betraying Helen as they were both women was a little hard for me to take.

“Before I could do anything however, you had come out and driven off. I followed the van and saw it crash, saw you pull everybody to safety. Jason climbed out to go get help like he said. He wasn’t a traitor either by the way.”

“Then, why did he run?” I asked, looking puzzled.

“I’m getting to that,” Bud explained in a kind and gentle voice.

“I followed you to their headquarters and to the hangar. I saw you go off in a helicopter and that’s where you were on your own for a time. I didn’t know where they had taken you. I asked around and found out about the informant’s daughter. I hired a helicopter and flew to Hollywood. I got there just as the informant died. I saw you take the diary and you and Ben drive off.” He stopped there and sighed.

“Go on,” I shouted, excitement getting the better of me, “What happened next.”

“I need another coffee. Do you want one?” he muttered, getting up and stretching.

I just shook my head. This guy was annoying. I didn’t want a coffee. I wanted to hear the rest of his story.

He got up, and glanced at his watch.

“No time for coffee, we got to go,” he exclaimed.

Go? Go where?


He paid for the coffee, and headed out of the door.

“Come on, I will tell you the rest of the story in the car.”

I sighed, opened the door, and followed him out.  
 
 
 
 
 
 

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