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The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 55
For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, two “young” people paw through a strange chronicle. A brief chapter follows.

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 55

Schumacher was sure that he had got it right. He was totally convinced! Still, there would be no harm in checking it just once more. Schumacher knelt down next to the luggage a further time and eased open the clasps. Each gave a reassuring click as it sprang upwards. He lifted the lid as far as it would go, paused and then closed it again. As he secured the latches once again he was satisfied with his previous deduction.

It was indeed an open and shut case.

It was the sort of case Medium Chief Running Water would have killed for. To be more precise it was the exact same case that the afore mentioned top officer of the Heddlu had killed for, or at least had ordered someone to order someone to look away when someone else had killed for it, and then arranged a bungled ‘investigation’ which willfully, and in great depth, failed to solve the state of affairs. The Chief’s involvement was indirect but no court in the land would fail to miss two key points: firstly, by law he was guilty as can be on numerous counts and secondly he’d get away with it this time - just like all the others. As long as he enjoyed paying for the protection of the Vice he’d enjoy that protection.

The Vice-Chancellor wanted the case and had dispatched his long standing assistant to retrieve it from Schumacher or to at least get Schumacher to bring it back with him. Peppet had previously failed, more than twice, to obtain the correct case. While Everyone else had nipped round to 43a to collect the case, or Schumacher plus the case, Medium Chief Running Water had also been assigned the task of getting the case. He’d also been told to cover up any slight cases of murder that may arise as a result of the efforts of other individual’s. The evasive, apparent call girl, Laytah, was also on the trail of the case and the man she believed would lead her to it. Of course none of these people were aware that the others were all after the same thing.

None of these people were also aware that they case they had been seeking was a fake. The real case, the case so prized by the VC, was miles away. Probably.