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pretty face hesitant.
    “Thank you Jacks. Will you get him a drink and I’ll be with him in a moment.”
    W e didn’t have a meeting? Did this mean he had news regarding the crash? I chew my lip, as I stand, straightening my olive green pencil dress. I wish Sebastian was here for support.
    “Detective Murray - what can I do for you?” I head over and hold out my hand, willing it to stop shaking.
    “Ms. Myers. Shall we sit?”
    “Of course.”
    “You are looking well. I am pleased to see you have recovered.”
    “Physically, I have.”
    “I understand. Well, I have come to advise you that since we last saw you, there have been no further leads. No further witnesses have come forward and as we have no more evidence, we have no alternative but to close this case.”
    Bile rises in my oesophagus and I swallow to stop it reaching my mouth, I hear his words, but I need a moment to take them in. The psycho that deliberately ran me off the road, resulting in my miscarriage is going to get away scott free?
    “Obviously, I know that this will not be the result you or Mr. Silver will be wishing for but legally, we have nothing else to go on.”
    “Hmmm.” I stare into space, focusing on the cushion to Murray’s right, a little longer until he coughs politely, causing me to glance up, directly into his friendly grey eyes. “Sorry, it’s all a bit too much.” I take a sip of the glass of water, Jackie has thoughtfully placed in front of me. “So, that’s it?”
    “I’m very sorry. We will obviously keep all of your details on file and if anything else occurs, do not hesitate to contact us - me directly. You have my bleeper now.”
    I nod.
    “Has there been anything else? You mentioned a feeling of someone being inside the house, things missing?” He flicks through a small pocket notebook, and continues. “A sense of being watched? Has this happened again? Do you still feel like you are being watched, Ms. Myers?”
    I shake my head, hopelessly. “I’ve not noticed anything else.”
    “You’ve not been out of the house for the past six weeks, love, you won’t have done.” Colin’s voice, is warm and supportive as he adds a valuable point, sitting down next to me, leaving his work space to join us. “Sorry to interrupt Detective, but its true - she only came back to work today.”
    “We know, we have been tracking Ms. Myers whereabouts.”
    Colin raises his GDH blackened brows at me and it makes me smile, in a rather dark moment. “Does Sebastian know that the case has been closed?” he asks both of us.
    “We have not been able to discuss this as yet with Mr. Silver as he is out of the country but we have left him a message.”
    “Hmmm - well I don’t think he’ll take kindly to this - just warning you.” Colin crosses his leg, Gucci loafer swinging. “Good job he has his own people watching out.”
    If Murray questions this information he does not ask, just watches us for a few seconds thoughtfully before jotting the information in his notebook.
    “Ms. Myers, I am very sorry for what you went through, honestly and like I say, if we get any further leads we’ll be in touch. Unfortunately cases like these are extremely difficult to solve.”
    “Doesn’t seem to be the case on Rizzoli and Isles and that medical examiner does it in 5 inch heels! Just saying…” Col mutters sarcastically under his breath.
    At that I burst out laughing - literally belly laughing. The detective looks a little taken a back but Colin is just the tonic I need, after hearing that this fucker could get away with murder, literally. Rizzoli and Isles was one of our favourite Tv shows to watch together, with copious amounts of wine and indulgent bars of Galaxy chocolate, of the family-size variety.
    “Sorry, detective, excuse my assistant - he has a warped sense of humour.”
    “Not at all, seems to me, you have some great people around you, Ms. Myers. Support is a great friend at times like these. Right, I better be off -