Rust by Arun D Ellis - book 9 in the Corpalism series

Pigs


Ken and Tony were parked up outside a 24 hour food shop. Tony was hungry as usual and being in charge of the car's movements he'd decided they needed to stop.

"What do you think's going on over there?" said Ken, nodding to the silver BMW as it pulled up alongside two young girls.

"Wouldn't like to say, but it don't look good."

"Run the plate," said Ken.

Tony did so, saying, "Belongs to one, Muhammad Jakhrani. Entrepreneur, business man, family man, pillar of the community."

The girls were leaning in the windows of the BMW.

Ken could hear the giggles from where he was sitting and he could feel his anger rising. He cleared his throat, spoke tersely, "Let's just drive by."

"You saw the brief, right?"

"What brief?"

"Shit Ken!" said Tony, "We're not to interfere in anything that might upset the Muslim community."

"Yeah, well, this involves the white community."

"We should call it in," said Tony, "check what they want us to do."

"I say we walk over there," said Ken, unbuckling his seat belt.

"Fuck you," snapped Tony, "I have no intention of fucking up my career just because you don't care about yours. I'm calling it in."

Ken gritted his teeth and stared out of his window. He knew what the response would be.

Tony was listening to a voice on the other end of the car radio phone, "Yeah, local bigwig Muslim," he said, his voice carefully neutral.

Ken could hear the Duty Sergeant's tone and clenched his fist.

"Yes, we read the brief," said Tony, giving Ken a hard stare, "but it's different when you're faced with it."

Ken was buoyed by Tony's words; he did care after all.

"We know that Sarge," said Tony, "but...."

Ken heard the explosion on the other end and grimaced.

"Yes Sarge," said Tony. There were more loud noises, then, "yes Sarge, of course, Sarge." He clicked the radio off, saying "three bags fuckin' full, Sarge." Then he rounded on Ken, "Happy now? I just got my bollocks chewed, or didn't you hear?"

Ken sighed, then looked across at the BMW.

"Yeah I heard," he said, "but I still think we should do something."

"Like what?" asked Tony.

"Like tell them to piss off, fucking perverts."

"Yeah, right, like that's going to happen," said Tony, starting the engine.

"Well, we've got to say something," said Ken.

"What happens when they shout police harassment? We'll be hung out to dry. It's bigger than us, if they want us to leave it alone then we leave it alone."

"But what about those girls?" asked Ken.

"They shouldn't be out this late," said Tony, "it's their parents' fault, they should be looking after them."

"That's not right and you know it," said Ken.

"Say we go over there, do you think those girls'll thank us? And the Muslims? What do you think they'll do?"

Ken clenched his fists helplessly.

Tony was unrelenting, "We'll get reprimanded, someone else will be sat here and do you think they'll get involved or do you think they'll just follow the brief? What if they put a couple of Muslim coppers on this patch? Then what? Don't fuck the system, Ken."

"The fucking system's broken," hissed Ken.

"If it is, we can't fix it."

Hope you have a nice weekend

Cheers

Arun

















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