WRITING

CITY OF SHADOWS - PART II

(read Part I)

And I'm glad he did, cause this room was the best of the lot. It had guns, tons of them. And other weapons too. I was trying to think of a way to get one, but Ellis watched me like I was a magpie trying to steal something shiny.


The next room wasn't as much fun, but it didn't freak me out like the cell, courthouses never did. I wondered if they held the really tough crooks in the cage with spikes, when they were up for trial.

Another room was all about crime and punishment, and I saw this key that got me thinking, wondering how to pick a lock like that.

I took a trip to the toilet with Ellis waiting for me outside, telling me to hurry up and all, like I was going to make a run for it. He gets paranoid like that sometimes. I mean, when I don't see him, I go to work and everything just like normal people.

After I did my business, Ellis took his turn on the loo, and I saw the funniest thing in the whole museum. A dog. Her name was Tess, and she was the first trained police dog in Australia. It was actually her, Tess. They'd stuffed her and put her in a glass box. Some Wonder Dog she was now.

When it was time to go, Ellis proved he was a good bloke. He got me this book called The Devil's Jump, it's this crime story set in the 40s. Ellis thought I'd learn something from it, but it's all about robberies and murder, so it's not like I'd learn anything good.

Still, it got me thinking, maybe I could write a story like that. That's an honest way to make a buck, and people'd probably buy it cause they thought a real crook wrote it.

But I'm just a pickpocket, that's all.

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© copyright Daniel Hatadi 2005