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By Alexander McCall Smith

THE NO. 1 girls’ DETECTIVE employer - publication 10

Fans all over the world adore the best-selling No. 1 women’ Detective supplier sequence and its owner, important Ramotswe, Botswana’s foremost woman detective. during this captivating sequence, Mma  Ramotswe—with support from her dependable affiliate, Grace Makutsi—navigates her situations and her own lifestyles with knowledge, reliable humor, and the occasional cup of tea.

In this newest installment within the without end wonderful sequence, invaluable Ramotswe faces difficulties either own and professional.
 
The first is the aptitude loss of life of an previous pal, her tiny white van. lately, it has constructed a slightly troubling knock, yet she dare now not seek advice the estimable Mr. J.L.B. Matekoni for worry he may perhaps condemn the vehicle.  in the meantime, her proficient assistant Mma Makutsi is suffering from the reappearance of her nemesis, Violet Sephotho, who has taken a role on the Double convenience furnishings shop whose owner is none except Phuti Radiphuti, Mma Makutsi’s fiancé.  ultimately, the No. 1 girls’ Detective organization has been employed to provide an explanation for the unforeseen wasting streak of an area soccer membership, the Kalahari Swoopers.  yet with Mma Ramotswe at the case, it kind of feels yes that every little thing can be resolved satisfactorily.

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Ice cream,” he acknowledged. “Lots of it. ” “There could be ice cream,” she stated. “We shall move instantaneously. within the van. Ice cream—lots and plenty of ice cream. greater than you could eat—I promise you. ” the next MONDAY MORNING, at 11 o'clock, Mma Ramotswe drove out to the orphan farm to have tea with Mma Potokwane. She had got no particular invitation, and whilst she left the place of work of the No. 1 girls' Detective employer she had no notion even that the matron will be in. yet within the occasion she bought her ordinary hot greeting from her pal, who used to be status in entrance of her place of work in an it appears idle second. “Nothing to do, Mma Ramotswe? ” Mma Potokwane referred to as out. “Time for a cup of tea? ” “You don't glance very busy yourself,” spoke back Mma Ramotswe, as she walked as much as greet her. “I am status the following planning,” acknowledged Mma Potokwane. “I do my top pondering while i'm on my ft looking at the youngsters enjoying. ” Mma Ramotswe regarded around. a bunch of very babies have been enjoying less than a tree—some unusual video game of early life that concerned tagging and working. There were such a lot of of these video games, proposal Mma Ramotswe—all with advanced ideas and a background in the back of them; like the affairs of the grownup international— complex principles and a background. “They glance happy,” Mma Ramotswe stated. Mma Potokwane smiled. “They are more than happy. it doesn't matter what they've got had of their lives ahead of, they're more than happy. ” She gestured for Mma Ramotswe to stick to her into the workplace. “I see you're riding a brand new van,” she acknowledged, as they sat down. “It is especially shrewdpermanent. ” Mma Ramotswe stated not anything. “And your previous van? The white one? ” requested Mma Potokwane. “My previous van has been retired. Mr. J. L. B. Matekoni determined that he couldn't repair it any further. ” “He did that with our water pump,” acknowledged Mma Potokwane. “I concept that it will possibly cross on a piece longer, yet he stated that it might probably now not. they're like that sometimes—mechanics. They make a decision that the tip has come after which not anything you are saying could make them imagine in a different way. ” She paused. “Are you unhappy, Mma? unhappy approximately your van? ” Mma Ramotswe sighed. “I am. yet i believe that i'm going to get it again. i do know the place it has long gone and i'm going to move up there at some point quickly and locate it. there's a guy who has acquired it to mend it up. I shall move up there—it's in Machaneng—and purchase it again. ” She had now not advised anyone of this plan, had infrequently decided it in her personal brain, yet now, rehearsed during this means sooner than Mma Potokwane, it used to be the most obvious factor to do. definite, that was once what might take place. She may pass and locate the tiny white van and convey it again. Mr. J. L. B. Matekoni may well infrequently whinge if she introduced it again restored—it was once no longer as though she must ask him to mend it. “That seems like an outstanding idea,” acknowledged Mma Potokwane. “Well performed, Mma. it's a great point to struggle for the stuff you love. ” She checked out her visitor. “And that blue van out there,” she ventured. “If you get your tiny white van again, then will you wish that blue van? simply because we are continually searching for delivery for the youngsters, you notice …” Mma Ramotswe smiled ruefully.

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