“Lord CVI I presume?” asked Sergeant Dowie as he walked into the office.
“At your service,” replied Lord CVI getting up from his armchair.
Sergeant Dowie stood there for a moment, looking Lord CVI up and down.
“Yes…I’m a police officer from the mainland and I’m looking for a missing person…The Chief News Reporter from your blog,” said Sergeant Dowie as he handed the photo to Lord CVI.
“I’m sorry…I can’t help you.” said Lord CVI after looking at the photo for a few seconds.
Sergeant Dowie became impatient and bit agitated…
“Oh yes you can help me! According to your blog he was imprisoned in a maximum security prison in Bordeaux..but Lord CVI …there is no maximum security prison in Bordeaux, and there is no record of this man ever setting foot in the country of France!!”
“So you suspect…foul play?”
“Lord CVI…I suspect…MURDER!!!!”
“Oh no,” replied Lord CVI, in a relaxed and calm tone.”
“Oh Yes!” replied Sergeant Dowie getting more and more irritated.
“Well, I really hope you get to the bottom of this,” said Lord CVI as he started to look out of the window into the CVI HQ grounds.
Sergeant Dowie looked to see what had caught Lord CVI’s attention…and was horrified to see naked women dancing about without a care in the world.
“Just what kind of enterprise are you running here?”
“Oh that is just some of the CVI staff enjoying their lunch break…our motto here at CVI is…be free and do what you want.”
“I’ve never seen such a thing!”
“Yes…well….what you must understand is that here at Cheap Van Insurance we do things differently. I moved to this island in the noughties, at that point there was a declining fishing industry on the island, but that came to an end, and it was me who introduced Cheap Van Insurance as the main source of income…
We could offer cheaper prices than sites and companies on the main land…and do our own thing. Every year we pray to the White Van Gods and they reward us with cheap prices again and again,” said Lord CVI.
“What on earth are you talking about?” replied Sergeant Dowie.
Lord CVI paused for a minute, pondering if to tell the Sergeant more about his company and the White Van Gods, but then decided against it.
“Look…I really don’t see how I can help you…allow me to arrange my assistant to drive you back to your plane.”
“I will be staying right here on this island until I find out what happened to your Chief News Reporter (CNR)!” said Sergeant Dowie in a defiant tone.
“I see,” came the reply from Lord CVI.
