Chapter Eight
Tommy arrived at the Station, mid-morning, dressed more conservatively this time: designer jeans, wedged sandals, simple white blouse with a light sports jacket. The desk sergeant gave her a familiar look, and a wink. “Nice to see you; wish we could see more of you.”
“You've seen as much as you're going to,” Tommy spat back and gave him a “f**k you” look.
She was shown through into a small office with a stenographer and gave her statement. She kept it short; no embellishments: Gained access to the building through the fire-door. Was taken hostage and forced out onto the street at gunpoint. When the suspect was distracted, I hit him.
The stenographer passed Tommy the paper, she read it, signed it, and they were done. Tommy got up to go and was surprised to see Chief Edward
