Quite suddenly James handed the mobile to Arthur. ‘It just occurred to me that you’re the one who discovered this so you should be the one to report it to the authorities. It really has nothing to do with me or my family. It’s you they’ll want to question.’ He placed the phone in Arthur’s hand then moved it to the postman’s ear before he had a chance to say anything. Almost at once there was someone on the line and the postman reluctantly reported his find. ‘I have to finish my round. After that I can meet you at the station if you want, Jerry?’ Arthur listened to what the local policeman had to say and then told him, ‘I’ll get someone,’ and handed the phone back to James. ‘Well, that was lucky, it was my cousin Jerry. He’s only a constable but smart as a whip. He should be here in half an hour or less. He says no one should touch the car and he wants someone to stand guard till he gets here. It can’t be me, I still have a job to do. People depend on their postman.’ ‘You carry on, Arthur, I’ll get the stable lad to come and stand guard,’ offered James.
