Hi, I’m Apple…
…and I’m Ginger.
And last time, you’ll remember, Jason Pink was nursing a sore groin because two hot cups of tea ended up in it.
And one of those cups of tea were flung there by his client who may or may not have killed her cat and years ago may or may not have murdered her headmaster, by stabbing him through the eye with a compass.
And his client’s ex-husband, who is also nursing a sore groin because Jason Pink kneed him in it, may or may not have killed the cat and years ago may or may not have murdered a girl in his flat, by slitting her throat from ear to ear from behind in the bathroom while holding the body of the toilet bowl and flushing the blood down the loo.
When Jason Pink started telling us this story we had no idea it was going to get so gooey.
Although Jason Pink did manage to have a very balanced story to tell us. For the sake of equality a woman has killed a man and a man has killed a woman, or maybe no-one has killed anyone. Who knows anymore?
Confused?
You will be!
Jason Pink called on his client’s ex-husband again.He didn’t run for it this time.
Just as well because Jason Pink was still a bit red in the nether regions, despite Nigel administering first aid.
They sat down.
“What did she tell you?”
“She said you could have killed her cat after all because you killed a girl you brought back to your flat.”
“I’ve never killed anyone in my life.”
“She said you slit her throat from ear to ear.”
“From here to where?”
“From ear to ear in there” he said, pointing at the bathroom.
“In there?”
“In there or in a flat you lived in at the time.”
“I can’t have done that.”
“Why not?”
“I can’t stand the sight of blood. I’m feeling queezy just at the thought of it.”
“We’ll see” and Jason Pink very bravely cut his index finger with a penknife.
There was one drop of blood on the carpet and he was out like a light.
He checked and it was definitely for real. He was unconscious.
Jason Pink brought him round.
“I take your point.”
“What point?”
“That you can’t stand the sight of blood” and showed him his bloody finger and he passed out again.
There seemed no denying that his client’s ex-husband was incapable of bloody murder, even of poisoning the cat.
Jason Pink waited for him to come round and took the opportunity to think things over.
It was at that point that he heard movement coming from the bedroom upstairs.
“Who’s there? Come out, I know you’re there.”
“He heard footsteps coming downstairs.
And we’ll tell you what happened next in the final instalment of Jason Pink – The Pink Detective, same pink time, same pink channel.
Be there!
O.K. goodnight folks. See you next Tuesday.