Scarred for Life
“Jessica had no idea why anyone had thought their attacker would be prowling the area night after night after getting away with it twice, but that was far from the only thing going on at the station which she didn’t have a grasp upon.At a little after two in the morning, Jessica called a halt and they headed back to the station tired and cold. Jessica sent a text message to Garry Ashford, caught up on some of the paperwork that seemed to be breeding on her desk, and then snatched a few hours’ sl...eep at home before attacking her alarm for doing what it was meant to and heading to the supermarket cafe.Garry Ashford was already sitting at their usual table, empty mug stained by milk froth in front of him next to a well-scraped plate showing hints of baked bean juice. The relative calm of the weekday crowd had been replaced by weekend chaos, with children running in all directions shrieking as if possessed, pushchairs blocking every spare piece of floor where there might have once been space to walk, and plates, cups and cutlery stacked on every table.MoreLess
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