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    The City of Fear 3 The Undertaker
    The City of Fear 3 The Undertaker
    The City of Fear 3 The Undertaker
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    The City of Fear 3 The Undertaker

    By Ernest Douglas Hall

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    They got to the graveside and John said. ‘Joe do you think the four of us could get the body out of the grave.’
    ‘I don’t see why not John I have a rope in the car just a minute I’ll go get it.’
    When Joe came back with the rope he went down on his knees and was just about to lie down on the ground to reach the body when the farmer said.’ Just a minute son let me do that you have a nice suit on and I have rags on it won’t harm me.’
    The farmer took hold of the rope and said as he made a loop. ‘I know what I am doing because I have had to get the cows out of holes in the ground many a time.
    Then he lay down on the grave edge and put the loop over the dead man's feet, then he made another loop and draped this over the mans head and he caught the look on the constable's face and said. ‘Don’t worry Billy he is dead it won't hurt.’ Then he laughed. He stood up and said ok everyone grab a corner with a rope and we can lift him out.’
    They got the body out of the hole and Joe went to take a look at his pockets Joe then stood up and said. ‘Not a thing in the pockets Sir, but I will tell you this he has not been dead long his body has no smell yet.’
    ‘Well that in its self Joe is interesting when you think of the missing person back home.’
    Then about a half-hour later an ambulance and another police car and the two men said their goodbye to the farmer and the Constable and then left for home leaving the ambulance and the rest of the police crew that had just arrived.
    They got back to town and they said good night and went there own ways.
    The next day they were sitting having their usual cup of coffee when the door to their office opened and the Pathologist Dick walked in. ‘Morning you two you still saving us from evil are you.’ He was smiling and he sat down in front of John.
    Then John said. ‘Ok Dick but what have you got for me.’
    ‘Well John I think I can tell you his name if that’s any good.’
    ‘Oh go ahead Dick what is his name.’
    ‘Well his name is William
    Towns.’
    ‘And how do you make that out Dick.’

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherErnest Douglas Hall
    Release dateNov 18, 2013
    ISBN9781311108708
    The City of Fear 3 The Undertaker
    Author

    Ernest Douglas Hall

    I am 77 years of age and I live in the city of Newcastle upon Tyne England. I was born on the 14 September in the year 1935. I am a married man and have five children and 35 grand children and great grand children. I have written 55 books and my one aim in life is to see my work published.

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      The City of Fear 3 The Undertaker - Ernest Douglas Hall

      The City Of Fear 3

      The Undertaker

      By

      Ernest Douglas Hall

      Smashwords Edition

      Copyright © Ernest Douglas Hall

      All Rights Reserved.

      CHAPTER 1

      Anyone looking at this man could not help but notice that this small man was ugly looking.

      For years he had put up with abuse, in fact he had put up with the abuse all his life and his name was Ronald Bell.

      He had just returned from the local forest of Kielder in Northumberland. He had been out all day he had been digging a grave.

      And after he had a cup of coffee and something to eat he sat down to his work desk he started to cut out letters from a magazine.

      He would take a letter from this page then he would take a letter from that page until he had the sheet of paper covered with letters.

      Then he went over to his computer and he plugged in his digital camera and then printed off the one and only picture that was on the camera. It was aperture of an open grave which he had that very afternoon dug himself.

      Then he went to the telephone directory.

      He had to look up a Mr William Towns.

      William Towns who was Ronald’s boss at the council office where he worked was always shouting at Ronald. And any bad jobs that came along he would give to Ronald and if it was dirty work you could bet Ronald would end up doing it.

      William Towns was sitting reading his morning paper and eating breakfast.

      Then he heard the postman drop some letters into his porch.

      He went through to the porch and picked up three letters and took them back to the table before he sat down he could see that two of the letters were in fact bills and he threw them on the table and sat down. Then he opened number three. A picture fell onto the table he looked at it and found it to be a picture of an open grave surrounded by trees.

      Then he took hold of the sheet of paper and when he saw that it was made up of all kinds of letters he said to himself. ‘It’s got to be some kind of crank.’

      He then read the made up words. It reads To Mr William Towns, I am at the moment organizing your funeral the picture you now see is the first step to your funeral, you can see that it is a grave, in fact it's your grave. And it’s ready for your body.

      My next job is to arrange your Pallbearer’s four in all. William stopped reading and looked at his wife across the table.

      She looked up and said. ‘What’s up with you Bill, you look like you have seen a ghost.’

      William picked up the sheet and read on.

      If you want to state if you would like white or black bearers or maybe a mixture. Then let me know by placing an add in the evening paper then that will allow me time to get the right people for the job, oh but I’m joking about the bearers I will have to do that job myself won’t I, ha ha.’

      Signed the Undertaker.

      When William was finished he handed the sheet and the picture to his wife.

      She picked it up and began to read. When she was finished she turned to William and said. ‘Oh Bill its got to be a leg pull no one would be so daft as to let you know that they are going to kill you.’ Then she went on to say. ‘Now just to be on the safe side on your way to work go take the letter and the picture to the police. I will telephone Mr Green and tell him that you will be a little late getting to work.’

      ‘Well do you think I should Jean, I mean what if it is a leg pull I would look a big fool.’

      ‘Yes but what if it’s not a joke what then.’

      ‘Yes I suppose it won’t hurt to go to the police they would know what to do.’

      When he got to the police station.

      William went in and rang the bell on the front desk he waited about a minute then he rang the bell again.

      After about another minute a very large sergeant came from a back room and said. ‘Yes sir can I help you.’

      ‘Yes indeed Sergeant I received these letters this morning and my wife and I are a bit worried.’

      The Sergeant took the letters and looked them over then said. ‘Well Sir, there’s nothing much we can do. There’s no way of knowing if they are a threat or a joke, a bad joke at that but it still could be a joke, so all I can say is leave them with us and I’ll get my Inspector to look at them.’

      ‘Ok Sergeant if that’s all you can do then I am off to my work.

      When he had gone the Sergeant threw the letters and the picture into the rubbish bin.

      William went to work and by 2 o’clock. He had forgotten all about the letter.

      It was the next day when he was sitting getting his breakfast and the letter came back to him. Then he heard the postman at the door he was about to go get the mail when his wife walked into the kitchen with the mail, his heart sank when he saw an envelope that was the same as the one the day before.

      His wife passed the letters over to him and he could see that she did not know that a second letter had come from well he did not know who.

      He was thinking to himself that it would be best to keep it to himself so when her back was turned William slipped the envelope into his pocket.

      It was later when he was driving to work that he opened the letter.

      It read Well William I hope you are having a good time because if you are not then you are wasting what little time you have left, so if I were you I would maybe take a holiday or a trip too well anywhere.

      The next job I have taking care of. I have ordered a dozen roses all red. But if you would like pink or maybe white then put an ad in the evening paper

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