Vimes held the announcement clenched slightly in his hand as he walked with Kara Thrace down the Compound hall. It was with a grim sort of satisfaction that he posted it, the result of a few days' deliberation, onto the bulletin board.
As of this date, Mr. Randall Flagg has been charged with and found guilty of assault and theft on October thirty-first by the Island Council. He has been sentenced to 3 months imprisonment, plus community service. Questions are to be directed at the Island Council or the IPD.
He might be a copper, he might miss the feel of the chase or hate the fact that there was so much work to do, but that didn't mean he liked posting these kinds of announcements. But it had been a job well done, quick and easy for both the IPD and the Council. Now they could only hope that this damned Flagg fellow wasn't going to start causing trouble again the moment he got out. Vimes had his doubts, but he usually did.
The pair crossed their arms over their chests and turned away from the bulletin board. Vimes looked at Kara. "Well, I guess this means we're done here, doesn't it?"
[See slated post
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