Hard Frost

by R D Wingfield

  Perry twisted his head up and down, making sure no-one could hear. He lowered his voice. "Your colleague is dead against it. I wouldn't want to get you into trouble, inspector."

  "I don't need outside help to get me into trouble," said Frost. "I can do that very well on my own."

  He sailed past Perry and out into the lobby.

  "Have you seen Wonder Woman this morning?" called Wells. "Mullett wants her."

  "She might be taking things easy this morning," said Frost. "She had one winkle too many last night."

  He turned up the collar of his mac and stepped out into the pouring rain. There was a dead firework on the pavement. He kicked it away.

  THE END