What's Going OnOn her second cup of tea and relaxing when the demanding knock on the door sounded, alarming her.
Tentatively heading upstairs carrying her cup, and opened the door. Her hands shaking when she saw who it was, spilling the tea.
Different photographs this time, and of people she did know, and quickly made to close the door. Cunham blocking it with his foot grabbing her by the hair and dragging her from the hallway.
Planting her between himself and the one who reeked of stale sweat and alcohol.
''This Major you spoke with, what did he ask?''
''I didn't speak to anyone, and take exception to you people bullying me at my home twice in two hours. I'll be contacting the chief constable's office to tell him whats going on, and make a complaint about your conduct!''
''f**k the
