A bell chimed as a front door opened, over the threshold walked a seat of black boots. Over the boots folded a pair of dark blue cuffs, the pants fit the skinny and long legs well. The button-up shirt looked bulky as there was a bulletproof vest underneath, Captain Amy closed the door after herself and looked across the diner for the people she was looking for. She saw them and walked over to the table, a middle-aged woman and a young man sat there, she sat across them and gave a short nod.
“Thank you for seeing me, I have some news about Claire’s case.”
The woman nodded for Amy to continue, the young man looked pale and drained of energy. The middle-aged woman looked grey with bags under her eyes and they looked red as if she had cried every night for days.
Captain Amy gave them bot
