Susan stared at the ice cubes dancing around the surface of her rum and coke. It was only her second drink of the night, but she had knocked the first one back too quickly, mainly, she surmised, as a result of the stressful day she had suffered due to her missing friend.
She had really needed that first drink, and if she were being honest, the temptation was there to throw this once just as quickly. But the fact was that she did not want to end up being drunk. Although it was a Saturday night, and she was out with the rest of her friends as usual, her mind kept returning to Cherry.
Everything that copper had told her during their interview earlier that evening had made perfect sense. But the fact was that she had always worried about Cherry, mainly because she did not like, or trust Simo
