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Slipping out of her dress , she sighed, it had been a long night, but it was going to get longer. Gone now the rhinestones and sequins, for a few cozy moments a plain blue dressing gown was waiting for her. Crystal shook her long blond hair before she slipped it off and onto the wig dummy. Some cold cream deftly smeared on her lovely face took away the glamorous makeup that she wore in The Trout Pond. Navy blue pants, a light blue shirt with an emblem on the sleeve and sensible shoes changed her appearance even more. She looked into the mirror one last time, to make sure that
‘ Crystal’ wasn't in there and her blue eyes widened with anticipation. She slipped into the navy trench coat, grabbing a brown fedora from the shelf she swept up her shoulder length, brunette hair and squeezed it under. Satisfied, she cautiously opened the door from her dressing room to the alley and after a quick look around, she exited.
The elderly lady was still waiting at the bus stop .
‘Crystal’ asked "What’s up, Bunny?"
The reply came in a surprisingly young voice which belied the ‘ little old lady image’ . “They are off to the cemetery. Chaser figures he is going to be rich at last. I don’t know if Cagey is planning to outfox them or if he actually plans to split the gold five ways. What’s up with you?”
“Oh, Bunny, I met a guy named John Herring tonight, he seemed quite smitten with ‘Crystal’. Is he in for a big surprise!”
Bunny laughed “That Crystal was a heartbreaker all right , you might miss being her, sometimes. You know I’d rather be outside when I’m working a stakeout, it’s better than being cooped up in a dark old tavern. Well, better hop to it, they have a headstart on us.”
In a little black car they headed out to the cemetery. As Bunny drove, ‘ Crystal’ checked to make sure she had her derringer in her shoulder bag.
The cemetery was quiet. Bunny drove directly to the back of the mausoleum very slowly, the car lights turned off to keep them as close to invisible as possible.
As the men struggled under the weight of the coffin in the cool black night, the two women approached quietly. They needn't have used so much caution, for some reason the men, busy at their task, didn't expect any visitors. As Cagey fumbled with the tailgate, all eyes were on him, the group trying to figure out how to get his gun without dropping the gold bullion.
"Clearly, we’ve come at just the right time. Good evening , gentlemen. Keep loading the coffin into the half-ton " ‘Crystal ‘ ordered, “then put your hands up. We are the police and we’ve got you covered”.
Bunny started the spiel "You have the right to remain silent, anything you say.." as she took the piece from Cagey’s hand.
”What the ….., what’s going on here? ” demanded Cagey.
“ Officer Pincher at your service” Bunny drawled sarcastically. “Of course, you already know ‘ Crystal’ from The Trout Pond where she moonlights some evenings.”
"Why are you arresting us anyway? We aren't doing anything wrong" Chaser lied, thinking he could always outwit a skirt. Maybe he could say they were coerced.
"Try aiding and abetting ; accomplices to a robbery, even if after the fact. You should be glad we got here when we did, it isn't beyond Cagey to leave you all dead, like he did his last accomplices. This way you'll have a chance to see tomorrow, even though it will be through bars. Okay Bunny, I’ve got it under control, can you call in for backup?”
“Sure thing, Pat, be glad to”.
‘Crystal’ turned back to talking to the boys from the hood. "Ironic, isn't it that Mort and I had the surname Service? He was in the mortuary service and I am in law and order, undercover division. Even my brother didn’t know what I did for a living. You could say we both helped to put people away. With my dedication to justice, it was difficult for me to promise him on his death bed that I would pass along the key to the vault to his partner in crime. Later it became clear to me that I could solve the crime from the inside and that I had never promised him that I would not arrest you, Cagey, since he didn’t even know that I was a cop. It’s taken a long time to just ‘ stand pat’ and wait until you were released from prison, but it finally paid off. By the way, my name is Patience, and it may seem to be my temperament too, but I wouldn’t suggest you test me. “
Four black and white police cars came winding into the cemetery, red and blue lights flashing.
“Looks like our backup has arrived , what do you say to a V-8 or some carrot juice, Bunny? We could grab a little pick me up at the Juice Stand on our way to the station.”
"I won't turn my nose up at that" Bunny laughed.
As the uniformed police officers were loading up the crowd of “would be rich men”, the ladies got back into Bunny’s VW Rabbit and headed back to town.
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