Bang!
Tom pushed his foot to the accelerator as Mared spoke to Lloyd on the phone. It seemed the Detective Sergeant had been shot as she had left the police station. Llinos - one of the domestics had heard a loud noise as she had arrived for work. After finding Siân laying in her own blood she had called for help. Now as Tom drove towards the hospital he had no idea if the black car following the other night was linked to what looked like attempted murder."
"Why Siân?" Mared paused as Tom clenched his jaw. Siân was a cheeky, bossy whirlwind of a woman but he liked and respected her. She was a good copper. He just prayed she wasn't badly hurt.
"She's a copper. We tend to pick up a few enemies. If we do our job right."
"Why shoot her? This is insane." Tom nodded. He understood what Mared meant but he hated himself; knowing it could have been Mared or Elin in the firing line. That was something he would never have been able to forgive himself for. He gripped the steering wheel tightly, turning his knuckles white with the pressure. Mared frowned, trying to work out what had happened. It didn't seem real.
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Lloyd shoved his hands in his pocket as he stared at the blank wall of the hospital. The paramedics had rushed Siân through the department the moment they had arrived, now he was waiting for someone to tell him how badly hurt his friend was.
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Siân but her lip as the nurse injected the antibiotic into her vein. She felt sick; knowing that the bullet that had hit her arm could have killed her. The cut on her head stung but she knew it would have been a lot worse if the bullet had hit anywhere else.
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"Lloyd." He looked up as Mared walked towards him. The detective looked worried as she approached her.
"Hi."
"Lloyd." She sat next to him. "What's happened?"
"The took her straight in." He explained as she nodded. Tom approached as he ran a hand over his face. "I didn't know who else to call. Her brother is in Manchester and her parents are in Spain on holiday. Dunno when they are back. God she was so pale."
"Siân is as tough as they come. You know that." Tom stated. Lloyd shrugged. "She'd go nuts if we called her Mam and Dad home, not until we have the facts."
"True."
Mared looked up as the doors behind them opened. Siân stared at them; cradling the injured arm in a sling as she watched them.
"What's the faces for? Not like I'm dead or anything."
"Siân." Lloyd was on his feet. The blonde shrugged her shoulder - immediately regretted it.
"I'm ok, full of antibiotics, a tetanus and a hole in my arm. Mostly I'm really pissed off. I'm so pissed off that some psycho shot me." She frowned as Mared and Tom smiled slightly. "And I'm more annoyed that this was a first attempt." She handed Tom her phone. "Seems someone is pretty much convinced I'm as good as dead. Only reason I'm talking to you now is because they clearly can't aim for toffee."
"Or it was a warning." Tom read the text message. "Why didn't you tell us?"
"I got it an hour before I was shot."
"Lloyd?"
"I've not had anything. Yet."
"Right." Mared looked at her friend. "It's him. I know it's him." She felt her guts twist. "He won't stop, now we have a date for the trial he isn't going to stop."
"Mared."
"It's not over." She paused. "It's never going to be over. Is it?"
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