Do Not Exceed the Stated Dose [Stories]

“How the hell did you get on to me?” Porterfield asked.

“Through something Glenn Noble wrote on a photograph. Someone took a picture of your day out in Minehead in 1993. Glenn wrote ‘wayzgoose’ on the back.”

“What’s that?”

“A word for a printers’ outing. When I looked at it first, I couldn’t understand why he called it that, since he was the only printer in the picture. Then it dawned that you and possibly your wife were involved in some printing activity. When I saw how well you were doing, and how large his bank balance was, I reckoned you were printing money. Julie, would you call headquarters and ask them to send a car?”

Porterfield asked, “What was that word?”

“‘Wayzgoose’,” said Diamond. “Funny old word. Worth remembering. It’ll get you a large score in Scrabble. Where you’re going, you may get the odd chance to play. You’ll certainly have the time.”