The Adventures of Rick Mansworth
Rick and the Donaldson Murder (The Passive)
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was last alive buying a lottery ticket in Kensington, central London. He
dead by his wife when she got back from bingo at 11.30pm. A door key
for a hotel in Milan was next to Donaldson’s body. His wallet
The police Dickey Bird, a small time drug dealer and security guard at the
Notting Hill Bingo and Social Club. Bird and Mrs. Donaldson were having an
Rick however, had his doubts. Mrs. Donaldson was to investigate her husband’s murder. Rick walked up to Inspector Jim
Corner of Scotland Yard who was in charge of the murder investigation. Rick
his sunglasses and looked the inspector in the eye.
‘I’m Rick Mansworth.’ said Rick. ‘You must be Corner of the Yard’.
‘Yes, that’s right Mr. Mansworth’ replied the inspector, ‘Scotland Yard. How did
you know me?’
‘You’ve only got one eye. You lost the other one drinking coffee.’
‘Yes, that’s very clever of you Mr. Mansworth. But now I always take the spoon
out of the cup.’
‘So, who have you for this one inspector?’ asked Rick. Looking around the crime scene.
‘Bird of course’ replied the inspector, laughing. He’s the only suspect.’
Rick walked away and left Corner of the Yard laughing behind him. A blue BMW
outside Donaldson’s flat. Rick looked through the window and saw a map
of Milan on the passenger seat. There was a white hotel towel on the backseat.
Rick looked closer and read the writing on the towel ‘Hotel Valiente, Milan’.
Rick took out his mobile and Air Italia. He was going to Milan.
The Hotel Valiente was one of the worst Hotels
Rick had ever . As he walked into reception he mice and cockroaches packing their bags to leave! The receptionist
checked the coffee-stained register for the name of Donaldson. There was a
newspaper next to the register. Rick’s Italian was bad, but he managed to
translate the headline; '$6 million in cocaine from Milan Police'
‘Yes Sir’ said the receptionist in an Italian accent, ‘he was.. a here for.. a
two days. He a…checked out.. a.. yesterday.
‘Did you notice anything unusual about him?’ asked Rick, nervously watching a
cockroach coming out of the lift.
‘I sure..a..did.’ said the receptionist, ‘He..a only had..a.. one eye.’
So that’s it! Thought Rick as the taxi through the streets of Milan to the airport. Corner used his police
identity to steal the cocaine from the Milan police. Then he used Donaldson’s
connection with Dickey Bird the drug dealer to put the suspicion on Bird.
As Bird Rick arrived at Scotland Yard.
‘You’ve got the wrong man!’ shouted Rick, as he ran into the police station. ‘He
did it!’ Rick at inspector Corner.
‘Be careful Mansworth.’ warned the inspector. ‘I’ve got my eye on you.’
‘Too late Corner’ said Rick. Your fingerprints on the map in Dickey Bird’s car. The hotel bill in Milan is on your
visa card and the bullets from Donaldson’s body came from your gun.’
Success. Rick another case and, as he sat on his balcony with a whisky and a
cigarette, he looked at the busy London streets below and thought about dinner.
Fish in the microwave, or chicken in the pub? He finished his drink quickly and
put on his jacket. Tonight he didn’t feel like being alone.
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