Chapter 55. The Hunt Begins

Detective Hanson’s POV

[A month later]

“Knock! knock! knock!” I knocked on the commissioner’s office door. “Yes who is it?” he asked from inside.

“It’s me, Detective Hanson,” I replied.

“Oh my, do come in doctor,” he answered and I opened the door and walked in.

“Good morrow, my dear commissioner. How fare ye?” I asked.

“I fare the same way as I’ve always fared,” he replied with a hearty laugh that was all the more comedic as his protruding belly bounced up and down to the rhythm of his laugh.

“I see you haven’t given up on the booze,” I said, “why ye seem to have been incremented by the bottle,” I added, which made him laugh all the more.

“Oh Hanson, you and your sense of humor,” said the commissioner as his laugh gradually faded. “By the way, congratulations on your promotion, detective or should I say lieutenant?” he said with a hearty smile that almost made his eyes disappear.

“Oh please. I really don’t fancy all those