Chapter 2

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2 JennyThe investigator shook my hand on the way out. “Thanks for your statement. I wish every victim of domestic violence would be as willing to come forward and give evidence as you.” “Not a victim,” I said automatically. “And you don’t have to thank me. I want him punished. Do you know how hard it is to put on a blouse while one of your arms is in a cast?” She smiled. “Funnily enough, I do. How long do you need to wear yours?” “Six weeks.” “Lucky. I had mine for ten. My arm looked like it didn’t belong to me after they removed the cast, all pale and squashed. Prepare for lots of ingrown hairs.” She led me back to the reception area. “I’ll be in touch as soon as I’ve talked to the CPS. This should be a relatively straightforward case, so I’m confident they’ll decide to charge him.

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