I managed to shut my mouth and blink before spinning around and shrinking on my chair. Oh My God! Why me? I sensed that one of them was walking to the front of the room. Please don't be him. I will die of embarrassment if it's him. I closed my eyes. If it is him please don't let him recognise me. I felt a pair of eyes bore into me but I was too much of a coward to open my eyes and meet the eyes of the man at the front of the room. I heard him whispering to Inspector Smith but it was inaudible. Inspector Smith spoke up so that the other man could hear him.
"PC Johnston may be of help to you on this case. She helped work the drugs squad up in Newcastle."
I heard a man greet me, only the voice wasn't the same as the man last night.
"PC Johnston are you okay?" I opened my eyes slowly. The man at the front wasn't him. I could relax a little.
"Yes sir, just a migraine."
"Well if you could follow us up to CID please."
"Sir"
I stood up, looking at the floor, dreading the man at the back seeing my face. Only when I eventually look up he's already walked out the room. And when I walk along the corridor I see him at the top of the stairs walking into what I assume to be CID. I took a deep breath at the door before walking in. I really didn't want to face this man. Heck, I can't even remember his name. So he's either my DI or my Sergeant. I walk into CID and I walk past the DI's office hoping to get an idea of which one's which only there both in there and there both at a filing cabinet talking. He looks like he is going to glance up at the window so I turn my head and I look towards a blonde female and a blonde male who seem to be winding each other up. I keep on walking and I bump into a well dressed, exquisite woman.
"Hi, I'm Grace Dasari, I'm a DC here."
"Nice to meet you Grace. I'm Rosie Johnston the new PC. You couldn't tell me where the toilets are could you?"
"Sure, they're just around the corner, down the corridor and on your 3 left."
"Thank you."
"No problem, I'll see you around."
I smile and I dash towards the loos. I walk straight up to the mirror and look at the face thats staring back at me. I see nothing but regret. I see nothing but a stupid girl in the mirror, that girl being me. And I feel nothing but embarrassment. I look at myself and I realise that I can beat myself up as much as I want, but the problem is still going to be there. I need to face him. I've made my bed, now I've got to lie in it. It's all caught up with me. And now I've got to face the problem head on. I splash my face with water and I wipe it dry with toilet roll. I walk out of the toilets and back to CID, I turn the corner and I realise which one is which. I see DI Neil Manson in his office and DS Max Carter at his Desk. Then I see the pictures being projected on the board. I see the picture of my ex husband looking back at me. Why the hell won't he leave me? I came to London to get away from him. He's just everywhere I look. And then I read that he is the suspect in a major drug deal. He's the person they've brought me in to investigate. I begin to walk to the front of the room when DI Manson comes out of his office and DS Carter stands up to speak to him I change my course and I decide to jump. I decide to take a chance. I walk over to them both.
"DI Manson!" I call. Both of them turn to look at me. Recognision flashed through one of the men's eyes. "That man is called James Steele, and he's my ex husband." I say as I point to the picture. I catch his eye and I stare into them, he returns the stare. One of them walks away. We remain shocked and transfixed by each other. I hear someone speaking to the rest of CID and then we're brought from each other's eyes and we walk over to join the rest of CID. He walks to the front to join the man speaking. And after they've told us who we're partnered with the whole team disperse. I, of course have been partnered with him.
"Rosie, would you mind bringing the printing I've just done down and I'll meet you by the car."
I nod. Of course he beat me to the car and I walk down the ramp. He gets into the driver's side and I in the passenger's side. And before we pull away I look over to him and I say his name. I say
"Max, about last night."