For the next half an hour or so, I was made to keep repeating the sequence of events of the evening and write a statement out. Thankfully as all of the statements matched he informed me that it wouldn't be taken any further and that the drunk had stated that he didn't wish to press charges. It seemed to go on for hours before he finally let me out of the interview room and showed me through to the front office. Tired and drained I slumped into one of the plastic chairs to wait for Evan.
"Roxy?"
I looked up to see Justin standing there, a mobile phone in his hand, he held it out to me.
"It's your sister for you." He said, with an amused looking smile on his face, one that I wanted to wipe off with a strong punch.
"Great." I muttered, taking the phone from him. "Mel, twice in one day, go
