October 20th, 1891 — Hogsmeade after the Letter Prank

With clear skies and a light breeze it was a pleasant morning to be out on patrol.  It was still early in the day but Hogsmeade was already alive with the bustle of living.  It was a liveliness that Jack took in stride, his thumbs hooked comfortably in his pockets.  Of course he was watching for crimes since he was on duty, but he didn’t expect many.  In fact, he almost thought the whole point of patrol was mostly to be present - to be seen and perhaps make crimes of opportunity less… opportunistic.

His patrol was taking him slowly away from High Street towards the residential areas and it wasn't long before he was stopped by someone wanting to report a crime.  He blinked in blatant confusion before raising his hands, urging the person to stop.

"Hold on, what d'you mean you've been murdered?"

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