I just want to apologise first to all the lovely people who have been reading my fics and writing such encouraging comments - I really do appreciate them! Due to being very busy, I have been very lax at posting fic recently. I will continue to be busy, but I will attempt to post more to my fics, though I doubt very much that it will be with any regularity. Thanks again, and hope today's posts make up at least a little for the lack of updates the past few months.
AKJ4
The police had come and gone, once again drawing no conclusions from the state of her office, though they took the dummy and the knife with them to examine further. They were also going to visit all the joke shops in the area; someone may recognise the dummy and remember who bought it. During what was meant to be her lunch break, Jill had been on her hands and knees with Alun, scrubbing the paint from the tiled floor.
It was whilst she was cleaning when there was a knock on her office door. "Come in!" She turned her head, allowing her to see her visitor from her crouched position.
"Hello Doctor." Ken Hopkirk stood a little uncomfortably in the doorway.
She rose to stand then, holding the wet stained cloth away from her clothes. "What can I do for you Ken?"
"Look, doctor, me cousin's a locksmith." He cleared his throat gruffly. "I don't know if it'll help none, but 'e can fit window locks for you. If I explain to him, I'm sure as he'll do it on the cheap for you."
"Really?" She pondered this a moment. Window locks would certainly make her feel safer at home despite their house not having been a target… yet. The last thought brought a resolute expression to her face. "Thanks Ken. Good idea, you can never be too careful can you?" She smiled gratefully.
"Mr Middleditch said he can do your lock here." He tapped her glossy white office door. "He's coming this afternoon if that's alright with you."
"Of course Ken… I really appreciate it."
"Well we all want to do want we can to help. It's a terrible business Doc."