Falling Stars
Phil hunter got out of his car and locked it, he walked in the direction of Sun Hill Station where he had worked for the last seven years.
He pushed open the CID doors and was greeted by his best mate Zain.
'alright Phil, I thought you could help me with this case, it's a woman, she claims she was raped last night at a night club, I think it was the starlight strip club in the middle of town.'
'I've just walked in posh boy, give me a minute.' Phil said walking away to the coffee machine, and Zain followed, eager to get him on side with the case.
'what's wrong with you, anyone would think someone had died with the mood you're in.' Zain said smirking, but he stopped as he saw that Phil was far from impressed.
'come on Phil, what's wrong, you can tell me?' Zain asked his best mate.
Phil sighed and stepped away from the machine, he sat at his desk and Zain followed him, waiting for an answer.
'its three years today since Sam left me, her and the baby, I don't even know the name of my own kid, I don't even know if it was a girl or boy, I just want her and my child back.' Phil said, beginning to well up, Zain pulled him into a hug, he held him there until Jo masters walked in, so they both pulled away, whilst Jo started to smile.
'well, well, if I'd of known you two were a couple I wouldn't have sent you separate Christmas cards' Jo said laughing.
'very funny Joanna.' Phil said also smiling. Jo walked over to him and put her hand on his shoulder.
'I didn't forget Phil, are you ok?' Jo said seriously this time.
'yeah I will be, when I actually find Sam, then I will be happy.' he said, he turned to his computer and turned it on, ready for the rest of the days work.
It was now midday and Zain and Phil were at the young girls flat that had been raped, but they had had to phone Jo to see if she could hep them out, as the young girl wouldn't speak to a male officer, so they were just waiting for her to arrive. Phil went into the kitchen of the dingy small flat and made the girl a coffee, she was called Jessica Rhodes.
She was distraught after what had happened to her, anyone could see that, so far she had only told Phil that it was a bloke about mid to late thirties, he had dark brown hair, he had a large birth mark on the back of his neck, and he was in the club watching her give some bloke a lap dance, so yeah she was a stripped and a dancer, but she didn't deserve that, Phil thought, he needed to go down to the club and get some CCTV footage of what happened, and get some details off the staff that were working there last night. As soon as Jo arrived Phil left her and Zain too it, he wanted to get out for a while and keep busy, and keep his mind off Sam.
He arrived at the club about twenty minutes later, it was open already, they must let the girls lap dance throughout the day as well Phil thought, he walked up to the club, it was brightly coloured, with blazing pink and yellow lights coming from it.
He opened the door, he looked around, there was about fifty blokes in their, half of them were older men, the club was lighting up all different shades of blue, purple and red, then he saw some of the lap dancers laughing and joking with some of the men, he walked over to the bar and sat on a stool, he ordered a drink off one or the bar men.
'can I have an orange juice?' Phil asked not even looking up to the man that was serving him.
'yeah sure you can Phil, no alcohol in that then, or are we on duty?' the man asked laughing, Phil looked up to see that it was none other than Stuart Turner….