Clifford Roberts: A Short Story

Clifford Roberts

“Here’s my hand to God. If I’m lying Skippy ain’t a pup. How I see it, when it comes down to it, a job is just a job. Some people hurl themselves out of six-story windows because they got canned.
Were I you, I would shape up and fly right before they give me my walking papers. Look at the good benefits. I know. I know there’s always the danger factor. But overall, being a detective is a pretty damn good job.”
Sherlock said, “You got that right.”
“I know I am.”
“You know?”
“What?”
“You being a Dilettante, you could’ve been a professor.”
“Thank you.”
“But I think you buttering it a little bit much.”
“I’m serious.”
“I believe you.”
Sherlock said, “When I talk good about a person, anyone that know me know it’s like gospel I