Philip stays by your side as an officer pulls over a chair and takes out their notepad. “I’d like to hear things from your side. Go ahead when you’re ready.” You shrug, “I really don’t have a side, Gregory made me go back inside and I called 911. We were at the office making copies.” “On a Sunday?” He asks with a raised eyebrow. Your emotions have had it today. You suddenly feel like he wants to make you the offender and not the victim. It pisses you off. “Yes, on a Sunday. Is it not still Sunday? Are you not at work?” The cop raises his eyebrows puts his hands up and nods. “Point taken, continue.” “I was locking up the office when Gregory told me to go back inside. I didn’t see anyone but he was sure someone was there. I unlocked the door, went back inside and re-locked t

