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Stepping into the nightclub across the way, Robbie looked around and realised that he didn't get out as much as he used to do in his prime. The bars were a complete mess still. Alcopop (well that's what he thought they were called, he couldn't be quite sure) bottles littered the tables, floor and seemed to be in the most random of places around the bar. Looking down at his feet he realised he didn't know what he was standing in but his foot sure as hell was stuck. He grimaced as he looked over at Jackie. "I'd hate to be the cleaner here."
"I'm sure the woman who cleans your flat says the same thing." She jibed before noticing that someone had left the backroom with a recycling box and was starting to collect some of the bottles. "Excuse me, miss?"
The woman looked up, a little startled to find two people in the club at such an early hour on a Monday morning. "We're not open…"
"We realised that, Miss. We're looking for the owner of the place?" Robbie drawled smiling at the woman. Jackie bit back the urge to roll her eyes. The woman was attractive and Robbie sure had noticed. Typical male was all she could think.
"You're looking at her." The woman said placing the recycling box down on the table, using her hand to wipe her fringe out of her face. "Sorry about the mess."
"I expect it's like this after every night." Robbie drawled leaving Jackie to look around.
"I was talking about me." She teased back before looking around. "It looks worse than it actually is."
"Why don't you hire cleaners?"
"I do. They come in later." She said before wiping her hands on the apron she wore. "Sally Jenkins, how may I help you?"
"I'm DS Jackie Reid and this is my partner, DI Ross." She looked over at the woman. "A woman was murdered in the early hours of this morning across the road in that alley. We've come to ask if we can have the footage to your CCTV cameras." The woman looked over at her.
"Sure. Give me a minute and I shall go fetch it to you." Sally muttered heading off to the back of the nightclub.
"Can't take you anywhere!" Jackie sighed as she watched Robbie stare after her arse.
"Oh, Jackie. You have to understand that I like to know I'm attractive to women and I've probably just made her day too."
"You arrogant pig!" Jackie gasped shaking her head, not sure why she was shocked by the comment. It was Robbie after all.
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Jackie settled back in the office, her hand taking hold of the remote as she pressed play. Without an accurate time of death yet she had a long period of time to watch of this tape hoping to catch a glimpse a sight of what had happened to Sarah Williams.
The camera was a mover. It changed every so often. Meaning that the chances of seeing anything happen to the Williams girl was going to be slim. She sighed as she leant forward, her chin resting on the palm of her hands.
It had hit two am. She still hadn't seen Sarah Williams enter the small surface area she had watched.
That's when she saw her. A drunk Sarah Williams stumbled out of the club, her hand clinging to the bodyguard's arm as she stumbled heavily thanks to her heels. The bodyguard just shook her off his arm, probably muttering something distasteful about drunk slappers.
There was a small altercation between the two characters before the camera moved direction. When it fixed back on the spot again, Sarah Williams was gone.
So was the bouncer.
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