I know what you're thinking... 'holy cow, YOU'RE UPDATING' I've been sooooooooo busy and I know its not a very good excuse for updating - but it's true! I've literally had an entire relationship since I last updated and this is a stupid time to get back into writing really because I'm having loads of exams at the moment. I think I'd just rather get crazy good at guitar and drop out of school to be in a band. Seriously, GCSEs SUCK *****. But anyway, here I am with a new chapter for you to enjoy!
Laura's P.O.V
I left a sticky note on the bedside table next to Luke. It read: Gone down to the police station. Come over whenever. ~ L
I got changed into some black skinny jeans, black vans and a grey cashmere pullover (Maybe L dresses kind of modern, but oh well).As a detective, nobody really cares what you wear. As long as I can run and fight in it it doesn't matter, so you won't find me in a pencil skirt and blazer anytime soon. No way. My chilly breath fades into the morning as I swing my leg over my motorbike and pull my helmet over my lazily crafted fishtail plait. After fifteen minutes of dodging traffic, I arrive a the stony, cold looking police station.
"Morning, Barton!" I wave, grinning at the clumsy, stout man.
"How was your trip to America, Laura?" He stammered, as he always does. I nodded and babbled something about it being great before rushing down to the records library. Luke would probably be here soon, and it'd be preferable if I finished researching Emmy before he got here. I searched through the folders, but I couldn't find anyone under the name of 'Altava'... I almost gave up, but then I came across one labelled 'Bronev, Emmeline'. I took a quick peak inside it. That was definitely Emmy. I studied the photo carefully, She was much younger and her clothes and hair looked a bit different, but it was definitely her. But why 'Bronev'? I slipped the folder into my bag, this would need further researching...