Tuesday, November 15, 2005

A Word From Our Hero

Can't leave this without introducing the hero, now, can we?
Fast forward a few pages...

Detective-Inspector John Connors, CID, of the Force Intelligence Unit, watched with lazy appreciation from one of those soft lounge chairs as Damie strode towards the hotel desk, followed by an elderly cabby with her luggage. She hesitantly proffered him a note. Too much, Connors surmised, seeing a look of gratification cross the cabby's face as he turned away.

Connors mentally adjusted the flat dimensions of the photo and physical description to the three dimensional woman: 5' 6", 125-130 lbs.; eyes, green; hair, long blonde, silver-streaked. Streaked? One saw lots of that around, usually the younger set, sometimes in violent purple, pink or green...Silver? An oddly exact word, not the usual choice of descriptor...He puzzled over it, but her head was covered with some sort of scarf affair. Probably just graying dishwater blonde. He dismissed the question with a mental shrug. He wasn't sure he believed the age either. Many women over forty navigated as if they were encased in Portland cement from neck to knees. He appreciated that she didn't, all the way to the lift.

Well, that was nearly the lot, one more to go and he was driving up from York later tonight. Connors rose and wandered off to his temporary quarters in the hotel annex. He had calls to make. And he had to tell his sister he couldn't make her dinner party. The only positive thing about this assignment so far was the improvement in the local scenery. Certainly bonkable, that one...

He remembered he hadn't gotten laid in quite a while. Not since Vanessa. Emily had introduced them, at another dinner party as he recalled. This job interferred with more than dinner parties or else he was getting old and losing it.

"My reputation, Iago, my reputation," he said aloud to the empty corridor, and laughed. Odd sort of forensic speciality though. Made Dr. D.D. Tempest an anomaly with this crew. Made him watchful. He distrusted anomalies. Dr. Damery Dionysia Tempest - nice cadence there, and a contradiction. Good to have a professional reason, he decided. Made one feel less of a bastard.

4 comments:

Robyn said...

"Bonkable." HOOT!

Bernita said...

Better than "shagable"??

Bonnie Calhoun said...

I'm with robyn....bonkable was definitely the operative word there!

Is Portland cement better than other kinds?

Bernita said...

Portland is to cement as Greyhound is to bus.