“Nothing. I didn’t see nothing.”
“Nothing?” asked the sergeant.
“Nothing. I saw nothing.”
“That’s a shame. I bet you saw something at 9.59am. I bet you saw something at 10.01am. But you tell me, that at exactly 10am, you saw nothing.”
“That’s right, searg’. I saw nothing.”
“Ok, Mr……”
“Mr Jones. I’m Mr Jones.”
“Ok, Mr Jones. You saw nothing. Did you hear anything?”
“I heard nothing. Not a thing.”
“You didn’t hear the church clock chime?”
“No, I didn’t hear anything.”
“You were standing a few yards away. Those chimes would wake up the dead.”
“That’s interesting,” said Mr Jones. “Why don’t you return the body.”
“Excuse me,” said the sergeant.
“Yes, return the body to the church. That way, you’ll wake it up and your case will be solved.”
“This is not the time for jokes,” Mr Jones. “I need to know what you were doing at exactly 10am.”
“Nothing,” said Mr Jones. “I saw nothing.”
“What did you see at 9.59?”
“The sun, the clouds, the church. It was a beautiful morning.”
“What happened then?” asked the sergeant.
“I didn’t see nothing.”
“You just blacked out?”
“I must have done. I didn’t see nothing.”
“Ok, Mr Jones, what did you see at 10.01am?”
“Nothing. I saw nothing.”
“I’m really not sure I’m making progress here.”
“Why don’t you put me back to the church,” said Mr Jones.
“Yes, maybe it’ll jog your memory.”
“I wasn’t thinking that,” said Mr Jones.
“What were you thinking?”
“I was thinking that you could wake me up.”
The door opened.
“Sergeant.”
“What is it?”
“We’ve found another body at the scene.”
The sergeant turned himself back around to question Mr Jones, but there is nobody there.
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