The Policeman and the Prophet - Day 20

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The Policeman and the Prophet - Day 20


Frank had an ace card to play. When they were growing up no one called Bill a liar. It was a dangerous thing to do. Every kid in the neighborhood knew you didn't call Bill a liar unless you wanted to feel pain.”

“When you said those things about Taylor, were you lying, where you lying to me, Bill?”

The Bill Frank knew would not take that. He would be up on his haunches against Frank, but it didn’t happen. Instead, the same glassy stare and smile. “Like I said, I must have been mistaken.”

Frank had played his ace card and lost. “Okay, okay. Go, go, I’ll talk to you later.”

Frank remained in his seat nursing his Coke. He honestly had no idea what had just happened, but he felt hollow inside. He felt he had just lost his best friend. He dropped a five on the table and went out the door. Down the street he could still see Bill walking away. His first urge was to go after the man, but he didn’t want a repeat of the last ten minutes.

Frank headed back to the precinct. It had been so nice when he left that he had decided to walk, but now walking seemed too slow. He was losing his best friend, a friend he had known all his life. He could sense it, he could feel it. It was the same feeling he had when his brother had gone to Iraq. His brother didn’t come back, and he feared neither would Bill.

“What to do?” he asked himself over and over. “What should I do?” He tried to rationalize what was happening to himself. “After all, it wasn’t like Bill was going away. He was just changing jobs. It was no big deal. People change jobs every day. Bill would still be there.” Then he remembered Bill’s glassed over eyes. Bill wasn’t changing jobs. Bill was joining a cult. No, Bill had already joined a cult!