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Celia's Puppies, Chapter Twenty-nine: Mess with one... (part one)


(part one)

“I’m sorry,” Jacob said. “I’m not sure what you’re saying.”

“Mr. Ashforth states that you attacked him in his office. He states…,” the Denver Police Detective read from a piece of paper. “He states that you threatened his children and wife. He claims you were out of control, wild eyed, and so violent that he felt he must stop you before you reached your car.”

“Or what?” Jacob asked.

Jacob looked over to at his lawyer, Samantha Hargreaves. She shook her head slightly as if this was to be expected.

“It’s our understanding that you have a black belt in a martial art and certainly we know you are wealthy. He states that he felt you were a danger to his family and the community.”

“In the first place,” Samantha said, “a black belt doesn’t mean anything. I have a couple myself. Unless you can prove that my client was an immediate danger to specific persons, you have to let this drop. Jacob Marlowe was attacked by Mr. Ashforth, from behind I might add, after he terminated his contract with Ashforth Pipe Supply. You should be prosecuting Mr. Ashforth, not vice versa.”

“This has become a major departmental situation, Ms. Hargreaves. Mr. Ashforth was wounded by two Denver Police Officers,” the police detective said. “These officers are currently suspended from duty while we investigate. It’s important that we pursue every line of inquiry.”

“He was shot?”

“Yes, Mr. Marlowe,” the detective said.

“I don’t remember any of that,” Jacob said.

“Let’s start with why you went down there,” the detective said.

“A woman called to say that my friend, Jill, had been thrown out of a building. I took her card.”

Jacob tilted his head as if he was trying to remember what happened to the card. Samantha touched his arm then gave the detective a business card.

“You went to help your fiancé.”

“She was just my friend then,” Jacob said. “We’d been out once.”

“And now she’s your fiancée?”

“She hasn’t said ‘yes’,” Jacob smiled. “But I’m hopeful.”

“That’s fast,” the detective said. “It’s only been a week.”

“I… I think when you almost die, certain things become very clear,” Jacob said. “I’m lucky to be alive, Sergeant.”

“You went to help your friend…”

“Right. Jill told me what happened. Even though she had sick and vacation time, she was fired for taking a day off to be with her sick daughter.”

“Katherine.” The detective flipped some pages. “Katherine had a bad reaction to a bee sting?”

“Yes.” Jacob said. “Jill was thrown out of the office. She showed me a bruise on her elbow where Mr. Ashforth grabbed her arm.”

“What’s your relationship with Ashforth?” the detective asked.

“Ashforth was one of our pipe suppliers. We’d been having trouble with them for about six months. Their product quality had deteriorated and their service was awful. Our guys in supply alerted me to possible difficulties. According to my assistant, Blane, they met with Mr. Ashforth a couple of times. I hadn’t made the decision yet to terminate our relationship because…”

The retelling of Celia’s Puppies, Denver Cereal Volume 2, continues tomorrow…

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