No Ordinary Room
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NO ORDINARY ROOM CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE Rufus frowned when he heard the knock on the front door. He looked over at his mother and then the clock on the mantelpiece. It was getting dark outside and they never usually had a caller this late at night. The fake Beware of Dog sign and assortment of notices, including, No Hawkers, No Salesmen, No Junk Mail and No Beggars usually did the trick. The large wattage security light that temporarily blinded any callers helped ...as well.‘Who could this be at such an unearthly hour, Mother, unless it’s a neighbour? Perhaps they’ll go away if we don’t answer. I’ll go and make us a hot chocolate drink.’Rufus shook his head as he eased himself out of the old armchair and then made his way to the kitchen. The knocking started again and whoever it was they were very determined, so Rufus switched on the kettle and then made his way along the hallway ready to get rid of the persistent caller.‘I’m coming,’ Rufus shouted when the knocking was repeated when he was close to the door. It took almost a minute before he had finished opening the two locks and drew back the three bolts that were equally spaced on the door.The caller wasn’t a neighbour and he was a complete stranger.‘We don’t have a telephone if that’s what you’re after,’ Rufus lied.The smartly dressed man gave a forced smile as he shielded his eyes from the security lamp.‘I’m sorry to call so late, sir, but I’m looking for a Mr Rufus Cranleigh concerning some very important government business.’‘What sort of business. You’re not one of those blood sucking taxmen and what sort of funny accent is that you’ve got?’‘I’m one of your American cousins.’‘Then you’ve come to the wrong house because I haven’t got any cousins, not even English ones.’Sligo smiled once more. This wasn’t going to be easy, not with this cantankerous so and so, but he didn’t have much choice.‘I didn’t mean that you were my real cousin. It’s just that I regard all you English folks as sort of kin. After all our countries do have a special relationship, but you are Rufus Cranleigh?’‘Who is it Rufus?’ his mother called out.‘It’s some American feller,’ he shouted in reply. He had been about to deny being Rufus Cranleigh, but there was no point now.‘It would be to your financial advantage if I could just have a few words inside and out of the glare of your light or should I say heater,’ suggested Sligo. Money usually opened doors and it proved to be the case this time, when after a moment’s hesitation Rufus invited him in, but explained that it was nearing his mother’s bedtime.Ben Sligo was soon to discover that old Mrs Cranleigh was even more hostile than her son when she declared that she didn’t like Americans and then added, ‘I expect your Granddaddy was one of those who tried to win a woman’s affection with a pair of silk stockings. Well, the feller who tried it on with my Aunt Doris came unstuck. I think you would say, big time, in the modern jargon. She gave him a black eye in the middle of the dance floor. He left with his tail between his legs and was never seen again. I don’t suppose they were all bad and some of them were certainly very brave young men from what I have been told.’Sligo was wondering what the old lady was like when she was younger and what sort of life her husband must have had with her.‘Your old Aunt Doris must have been a tough lady, Mrs Cranleigh and you sure have an interesting family, but I’d like to talk business with you both.’ When Sligo left the Cranleigh’s house he headed back to the campervan that he’d parked at the end of the lane. He had purchased the vehicle with money from the special funds that he’d been surprised that he still had access to and he hoped would cater for any expenses he needed to fund the investigation he was determined would have a successful outcome. He had expected to read about his escape from the secure unit in the newspapers, but it looked as though the diplomatic boys were keeping it a secret and hoping that he would give himself up.
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NO ORDINARY ROOM CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE Rufus frowned when he heard the knock on the front door. He looked over at his mother and then the clock on the mantelpiece. It was getting dark outside and they never usually had a caller this late at night. The fake Beware of Dog sign and assortment of notices, including, No Hawkers, No Salesmen, No Junk Mail and No Beggars usually did the trick. The large wattage security light that temporarily blinded any callers helped ...as well.‘Who could this be at such an unearthly hour, Mother, unless it’s a neighbour? Perhaps they’ll go away if we don’t answer. I’ll go and make us a hot chocolate drink.’Rufus shook his head as he eased himself out of the old armchair and then made his way to the kitchen. The knocking started again and whoever it was they were very determined, so Rufus switched on the kettle and then made his way along the hallway ready to get rid of the persistent caller.‘I’m coming,’ Rufus shouted when the knocking was repeated when he was close to the door. It took almost a minute before he had finished opening the two locks and drew back the three bolts that were equally spaced on the door.The caller wasn’t a neighbour and he was a complete stranger.‘We don’t have a telephone if that’s what you’re after,’ Rufus lied.The smartly dressed man gave a forced smile as he shielded his eyes from the security lamp.‘I’m sorry to call so late, sir, but I’m looking for a Mr Rufus Cranleigh concerning some very important government business.’‘What sort of business. You’re not one of those blood sucking taxmen and what sort of funny accent is that you’ve got?’‘I’m one of your American cousins.’‘Then you’ve come to the wrong house because I haven’t got any cousins, not even English ones.’Sligo smiled once more. This wasn’t going to be easy, not with this cantankerous so and so, but he didn’t have much choice.‘I didn’t mean that you were my real cousin. It’s just that I regard all you English folks as sort of kin. After all our countries do have a special relationship, but you are Rufus Cranleigh?’‘Who is it Rufus?’ his mother called out.‘It’s some American feller,’ he shouted in reply. He had been about to deny being Rufus Cranleigh, but there was no point now.‘It would be to your financial advantage if I could just have a few words inside and out of the glare of your light or should I say heater,’ suggested Sligo. Money usually opened doors and it proved to be the case this time, when after a moment’s hesitation Rufus invited him in, but explained that it was nearing his mother’s bedtime.Ben Sligo was soon to discover that old Mrs Cranleigh was even more hostile than her son when she declared that she didn’t like Americans and then added, ‘I expect your Granddaddy was one of those who tried to win a woman’s affection with a pair of silk stockings. Well, the feller who tried it on with my Aunt Doris came unstuck. I think you would say, big time, in the modern jargon. She gave him a black eye in the middle of the dance floor. He left with his tail between his legs and was never seen again. I don’t suppose they were all bad and some of them were certainly very brave young men from what I have been told.’Sligo was wondering what the old lady was like when she was younger and what sort of life her husband must have had with her.‘Your old Aunt Doris must have been a tough lady, Mrs Cranleigh and you sure have an interesting family, but I’d like to talk business with you both.’ When Sligo left the Cranleigh’s house he headed back to the campervan that he’d parked at the end of the lane. He had purchased the vehicle with money from the special funds that he’d been surprised that he still had access to and he hoped would cater for any expenses he needed to fund the investigation he was determined would have a successful outcome. He had expected to read about his escape from the secure unit in the newspapers, but it looked as though the diplomatic boys were keeping it a secret and hoping that he would give himself up.
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