She had not worn a vest for a while and she had forgotten how heavy and cumbersome they were to run in.
She wondered why she bothered to shower before coming out, as that would have to be the first thing she did when she reached home.
After a stiff drink or three.
From out of the dark, there came a terrific crash as a white van suddenly rammed through a closed garage door and sped across the street.
Instinctively, Dawn raced after it, followed by several of her uniformed team.
The street they were on had parked cars on either side, with barely room for another vehicle to pass from the other direction. The van spun out of control as it careered from one side of the road to the other, grinding metal against metal as it bounced off each car it hit.
She could hear Ampstead’s voice on the
