“Nope. I thought I heard Friday, but it’s only Wednesday.”
It is Wednesday Story Day, and last week we were witness to an accommodating Head of the South Tahoe police department. He gave Larry and Andrew some assurance that he would be willing to help. He also gave an opinion that the ADA might be under some pressure by the same people who tried to eliminate Larry and Andrew to bring a case against the two. I see Larry and Andrew have left the Captain, and it looks like they are going to Heavenly Ski Resort. I think we better go with them to see what they are doing.
“I guess ‘lay low’ is not on the agenda, huh, Larry?”
“No. I want to talk to the folks who picked Rafferty off the slope.”
“You think they will be here in the summer?”
“If not, at least we can get their report. Surely the head of security has it.”
“Wow, this place is big.”
“Yes, it is. Park over there by the California Bar, and we can walk from here. I see a building that looks like it might be the office.”
“Humm. Looks like parking is one hour only.”
“No sweat. We shouldn’t be more than twenty-five minutes. Come on.”
“Hold on. I have to feed the meter. Do you have any quarters?”
“Yeah, here’s a couple. I wonder what the payout percentage on a meter is in this town.”
“Huh?”
“Never mind. Stupid joke.”
“Oh, with all the slot machines around. I get it.”
“Not in time. Here we are. After you, my good man.”
“Look, Larry. You hit the nail on the head. The security office is to the left.”
“Again, After you.”
“What happened to ‘My good man?’”
“Double pronouns. Here’s the door. Follow me.”
“Good afternoon, gentlemen. How can I help you.”
“Good afternoon. My name is Larry Dunfee. That’s detective Dunfee of the Boston police department. This is my associate Andrew Cummings.”
“What can I do for you two.”
“We would like to see the report from the ski patrol the night Rafferty was killed.”
“Rafferty? I’m not familiar with that name. Was he a member of the ski patrol?”
“Do you have a boss?”
“Yes. I have a manager.”
“Could you get the manager?”
“One minute. I’ll be right back.”
“I would sweeten up, Larry. You can bogart people back in Boston but here is different.”
“Thanks, Andrew. I’ll work on it.”
“Yes, gentlemen. Lance tells me you have a question.”
“Yes, sir, we do. There was a fatality on the slopes last season, and we would like to look at the ski patrol write up.”
“Do you know the ski patrol member’s name?”
“No, but the victim was a guy named Alexis Rafferty.”
“I’m sorry, but we don’t file reports by victim’s names. Just by ski patrol member.”
“Do you remember the name?”
“Cant’s say that I do.”
“Can’t or won’t.”
“Excuse me…Sir. There is no reason to get on a high horse. If I remembered the name, I would have told you. Now, as far as I know, Boston is a long way from here. I would suggest that if you want information from our system, you march to the courthouse and get a warrant. Our conversation is over.”
“Hey, don’t walk away from me.”
“Too late Larry. You pissed him off, and he’s gone.”
“Why are people so thin-skinned anyway?”
“So thin that they can’t ward off a broadside blast from you? I’m sure I don’t know.”
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Larry’s overstep means we all wait. At least we get to look at two darling pups in the kitchen. 🙂 Have a great week, John.
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Yes, we all wait. The kitchen is one of their favorite spots when I’m making something. They aren’t in the way at all. 😀
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LOL… That’s exactly what I was thinking.
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😊
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Larry might need to take a nap. He’s getting in his own way now.
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I think someone should have sent him to his room. Thanks, Charles.
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Without supper.
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Ha ha ha,
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“You can bogart people back in Boston but here is different.” Great line, John!
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Thank you, Jill. 😁
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I happen to like the Boston Larry. And while it’s true that you can catch more flies with honey than vinegar, it’s also true that stuff happens when you start rattling cages.
He hopes.
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He does hope. Thanks, Marc.
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Can’t wait for next week.
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Thanks, Mark.
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😉
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Larry got that conversation off to a bad start, eh?
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You think? He should live in Montana with feet that size. 😁
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LOL
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😁
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The suspense is killing me!!!
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Me too. Thank you, Ronnie.
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Larry’s getting hangry – maybe he needs a Snickers bar.
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Ha ha ha. I think so.
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own worst enemy or what?
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Yeah, Larry is like that for sure.
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Story, good! But, the girls are so sweet together! ♥♥
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Yes, they are. Thanks, Billy Ray
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Huh, maybe they have so many deaths on the slopes each year that he can’t keep them straight.
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I know right? Major stonewalling.
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Larry better settle down. He might as well ring an alarm bell. There’ll be more hitmen after them or no one will give them the time of day. We’ll have to wait now. 🙂 — Suzanne
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I think the alarm bell is a sot after reaction
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Wow, Larry is really blasting with both barrels. I can’t help wondering if he planned that antagonism intentionally. I can never tell what you might be up to in your stories, John! 🙂
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I’m glad you can’t tell, Mae.
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Way to go Larry. I think I might have responded in a similar fashion, John. The boy needs to learn some manners.
Until then, I’ll chill in the kitchen with the girls.
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Ha ha ha. Thanks, Dan
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Poor Larry. Sounds as if he needs a vacation. Or maybe they should sign him up for that Dale Carnegie Course! Cute photo of the two girls.
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Ha ha ha. Loved the Dale Carnegie suggestion. Thank you, Debbie.
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By any chance, did you take that??
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No but did a number of other courses.
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I did (several times, in fact, as I hoped to become an instructor!) Good times.
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My wife took a course. She liked it as well.
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Well Larry, how did you make out with your tough guy approach? Not well! I guess it’s off to the courthouse? Love the pic of the girls!
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Yes, maybe. Or just wait and see what happens.
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I think you just covered all bases. 🙂
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Hahaha
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Poor Larry. Every direction he turns, he hits a brick wall. It may be time to get help from Gloria again! Or, maybe it’s time to drop some coins in the slot machines and have a few drinks. 🙂
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Ha ha ha. Both may help. Thanks, Jan
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he def remember the name but don’t wanna tell… 😱👻
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Yup.
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Well that didn’t go very well!
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No it did not. Thanks, Denise.
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Larry needs a social media course 🙂
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Not sure it would do any good.
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Larry needs to listen to his partner and put a little more honey on his conversational sandwiches!
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I think you are right, Jay.
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John, I find this episode as worrisome as a cliffhanger. Larry’s frustrated impatience sure could get him into trouble. 🙂 Hugs on the wing!
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True, but I think he cannot help himself. He might need some anger management help someday.
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And so the investigation hits a snag…
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Yeah, just a slight snag.
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Honey only works sometimes.
I’m thinking the more he rattles, the more pieces fall out… problem is, they seem to be scattering!
Something tells me this guy remembers the name Rafferty but was “suggested” to forget it. Or maybe he really doesn’t know a thing.
Way to leave us wondering, John!
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Well, it’s not like there are hundreds of snow slope deaths each year. Thanks, Dale
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Exactomundo!
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