Well, my deputy had been in the job a month into it and the deputy called me on the phone from the woods nearby, on routine duty: "Hello sheriff – there’s a body here, I just noticed, below a tree…he appears dead What do I do?"
"Well," I answered, with authority "Before we take things any further, first, let’s ensure he’s dead -"
And my deputy said: "Hang on..." And then my deputy was back on the phone: *"OK, I just put 3 bullets in him I’m dead sure he’s dead What do I do next?"
2nd of my poems in the series on murders, detectives, and such...