“Inspector, we know he is on a bicycle because we think we saw him on the village road, ” said the mayor of the Southern Parish of the Yorkshire Dales National Park in England.
“He may be trying to get into one of the deep dales between the Three Peaks.”
“That sounds like a good place to hide,” said the Inspector.
“What is his crime, sir?” asked the mayor.
“Murder, Mr. Mayor. He was in a pub fight with a man who disparaged his wife,” remarked the Inspector. “Since Yorkshire Dales was close, we were able to track him here fairly easily. Even though I’m new on the job, I’ve heard it was a good place to hide.”
“There are many caves in those dales. Lots of places for a murderer to hide,” the major reflected.
The suspect’s wife walked in to assist with the search.
“He won’t hide in those caves,” she said. “He is afraid of the bats!”
I like this. Of course, bats sleep during the day.
The bats, they are his bete noire then. Good story, Rose.
Loved it, especially the bats! Laughter ensues.