This had been a one off, due of course to Striker; he was the villain and a bully.

She admitted to herself, a more firm line by her would have proved to make her life more tranquil.

Things would be different in future.

That evening, Jack sat in his study wondering if the case of the Six Dead Cops would be the last of his involvement with the police.

He was not to know that any of hopes of complete retirement or further involvement with his ex colleagues and not forgetting, Striker was only a pipe dream,

Still that is for another day.

Anne brought in the usual glass of sherry before dinner; he sat listening to the soft tranquil music and drifted into the land of nod.

The End

Maybe.