Suddenly, the boat filled with smoke. It was if someone had
forgotten to open up the chimney but Shelduck knew tear gas when he could taste
it. He was relieved to see a small skinny duck charge underneath the big swan’s
neck and stick a mask on his beak before the big fella toppled over. He wasn’t even
sure that the little duck stuck around to see what was going on. Instead, he
turned to see where the duck had come from and a familiar face stepped through
the gas.
‘What did you do that for?’ said Sherduck.
‘You were kidnapped by hired goons’ said Buttons.
‘Yes, but they never got to tell me why. I didn’t get a name’.
‘But we can bring them in now under an abduction charge.’
True, but I believe that something a bit more sinister was
about to happen. How did you find me anyway?’
‘Just routine patrol. Jenkins called it in.’
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