Previously:
“Why are we unable to put a stop to this?” Tribal Chairman John Levasque asked, “we certainly have the law-enforcement resources, don’t we?”
“We do, John, but we don’t have a central dispatch facility, and more importantly, no one person in charge,” Hiram Silverthorn said, “the sheriff, Lt. Silverthorn Harbor Patrol chief Pettigrew and Marshal Blackmon each run their cop shops and each department has their own dispatching.”
“Even if they did, and even if one person was in charge,” Shaddock Farkleberry said, that still wouldn’t solve the problem, it would help, but we really have to know in advance and be there before the crime occurs.”
“I may be able to help you with that,” a deep wolvish voice said from near the door.
Chapter XI, Episode 5:
Startled by the voice, the council-members turned as one to see the massive
"I may be able to help you with that..."
black timber wolf sitting by the door. He was precisely who they’d been waiting for and who’s help they would need. He was welcomed with a large bowl of artesian-well water.
A short distance from the community center there was another meeting. Marshal Blackmon, Lt. Silverthorn and sheriff’s deputy McCoy had decided to meet before their scheduled appearance before the council. They all arrived on horseback and if it weren’t for the modern uniforms and the weapons carried by Silverthorn & McCoy, one could imagine the scene as from the 19th Century. McCoy arrived atop Wild Rose, a small, feisty mare, Silverthorn, his large gelding, Tecumseh and Blackmon, her blanket appaloosa Josie. As is not all that uncommon with the critters around Danger Bay, all were sentient, and would occasionally speak (they weren’t canines, who seemed to speak almost too often, the horses were a bit more reserved in when they chose to speak).
New Law Enforcement “Officers” join Danger Bay
Knowing what was to come at the council meeting, the three had already worked out how they would like streamline the three police operations—at least within the borders of the township. With the Moosehead County Sheriff’s cooperation, Deputy McCoy was detailed to work strictly within the township, and report directly to the Marshal. Lt. Silverthorn was highest ranking Reservation police officer, and if they could get the councils to agree, Marshal Blackmon would be given jurisdiction throughout the township—including the reservation—and thus the head of all law-enforcement within the township.
Their pre-meeting agreements settled, the three were just about to leave for the community center to make their presentation when…
“This isn’t Danger Bay, is it?...”
“This isn’t Danger Bay, is it? It doesn’t look much like a village. Can you tell me where to find Danger Bay?” a rather large and somewhat disoriented looking pigeon said as he landed on Tecumseh’s saddle, “I’m Larry Fluttermatters and I’m supposed to find Mayor Maggie.”
“Stay put Mr. Bird,” Silverthorn smiled, “We’re on our way to meet with her right now. Is it all right with you if the bird rides with us, Tecumseh?”
“As long as he doesn’t crap on my back. I’m quite capable of ingesting a little pigeon to go with some fine grass.”
To be Continued…
Horse Fodder! Fluttermatters the poor lost soul makes everyone want pigeon pie. Must be his delicious good looks.
As long as poor Fluttermatters holds fire he won’t become “pigeon pie.”
Hmm, pigeon and some fine grass. That could be a good ride.
I suppose it could…
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Jurisdiction throughout the township … including the reservation! I bet the Marshal will be up to the tasks at hand, given the opportunity.
The fact that “Eltee” (Lt. Silverthorn) is of co-equal rank, as the head of the Reservation Police, not only agreed to placing the Marshal as head of all law enforcement in the township, but encouraged it, shows the esteem she holds with her peers. ;-D
“Esteem she holds with her peers” – because sometimes Danger Bay mirrors real life.
Not often…but sometimes…
Wow Susie I see great things in your future:)