by  Gianfranco Menghini

Texel and the scottish cop

Novel

But then, why this homecoming must be sad? He had decided himself freely, although heated before with Gader. His ever-friend Gader, a four-star general, chief both of police forces in their country than of the army, who had never granted to assert his authority with Texel, chief commissioner of police by his friend considered his equal in rank even if the institutions recognized a few more points to the military man. His golden retirement, the new house halfway up to a hill, the little boat with the outboard engine, his expensive fishing rods, and the housekeeper, to whom he was fond. Yeah, but it was not a full-time commitment. They discussed of that an infinity of times. Gader apparently said to him: at the police school, there was not a better teacher than him, and with the rising crime, especially since they had opened their borders with those absurd Schengen agreements, it was necessary, indeed, imperative that Texel would develop his supervisor functions and teach to the young cadets, but even to the most seasoned cops, those investigative techniques that saw him rise as the first and unique super cop in the country. A country that is useless you’re looking forward to identifying what it is. I’m not here to reveal you, if anything, at the end I will do to find out, which is or who are the culprits. Thanks to Texel, of course…

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INTRODUCTION

But then, why this homecoming must be sad? He had decided himself freely, although heated before with Gader. His ever-friend Gader, a four-star general, chief both of police forces in their country than of the army, who had never granted to assert his authority with Texel, chief commissioner of police by his friend considered his equal in rank even if the institutions recognized a few more points to the military man.   His golden retirement, the new house halfway up to a hill, the little boat with the outboard engine, his expensive fishing rods, and the housekeeper, to whom he was fond. Yeah, but it was not a full-time commitment. They discussed of that an infinity of times. Gader apparently said to him: at the police school, there was not a better teacher than him, and with the rising crime, especially since they had opened their borders with those absurd Schengen agreements, it was necessary, indeed, imperative that Texel would develop his supervisor functions and teach to the young cadets, but even to the most seasoned cops, those investigative techniques that saw   him rise as the first and unique super cop in the country. A country that is useless you’re looking forward to identifying what it is. I’m not here to reveal you, if anything, at the end I will do to find out, which is or who are the culprits. Thanks to Texel, of course… Of his most faithful Eccles and Galle, however, for at least first times Texel should renounce of the aid of Eccles, meanwhile promoted two-star inspector, who had destined for six months to command a squad of bodyguards of Embassy of his country in one of the sites among the hottest of the political landscape around the world, with which not elapsed some sympathetic relations: the Iran. Without forgetting Calvin. That mysterious character who gave Texel many headaches, particularly with the affair of De Molina, he was left to the architect’s Flavio Pulaski service, husband of the never enough regretted Ms. Frederika, had inherited all the assets of her uncle the Senator. All of all, to be honest, not truly. As the laws in force in Argentina, even the grandchildren were entitled to receive a part, albeit minimal of the inheritance. So that, Pulaski, if Francisco Ribera and his mother would return to their country of origin, did not stay to recriminate against to the fact that where the deceased lived, these laws were not recognized, for which granted them a reasonable amount so that they could redeem their ancient properties, with the addition of a small annuity, which certainly should not feed the vices of the golden scion nor the megalomaniacal ambitions of his mother. The father, unfortunately for him, albeit in his life would be the sacrificial victim of his unfaithful wife, was sentenced to life imprisonment. However, his intriguing spouse, Felipa De Molina, did not despair of being able to do him extradite to Argentina where, given the general laxity, he might get a significant reduction in his sentence. Texel in his intimate wished it. That poor fazendero that his wife, guilty of their selfish ambitions, had squandered any  real estate and all the right fortune accumulated by generations, consisting of the Argentine Treasury funds, shares of the large international companies, gold and a substantial nest egg in cash, to lift the fate of the family had had to kill in the manner of a cattleman, like when he had had, at times, to do with the heads of his cattle.Pulaski had proven himself generous, but not to the point of keeping to his service Dr. Pazman, proved himself treacherous, vindictive and unsociable. I received the deliveries by the administrator of De Molina property, not even he asked him the account the trend of all the investments and, as a manner of greeting, he made him such an explanatory gesture with the arm, that he gained the exit door in less than no time. Obviously, since he had expected that, his belongings had moved since the day before. Texel had a sigh of relief in remembering all these things that happened just six months. Then, he came back to reality and got up from the uncomfortable chair of the Radegonda Restaurant where he had lingered to sip after a frugal how delicious dinner, half a glass of a Loupiac du Cros 1997, excellent in his cellar temperature, appeared himself on the door of the local and motioned to the faithful chauffeur Pusey on the service car already parked in front. He wondered for the umpteenth time why Pusey had never accepted the invitation to join him as his companion. ‘Bah!’ he had to say himself, sighing again, ‘a mystery … But not that much in the end. Pusey is Scottish … then how he got until here… bah!” himself repeated by entering, this time alongside the driver’s seat, even if the agent driver remained dumbfounded with his hand still on the door handle of the rear door…