Post by gabby on Sept 1, 2010 22:47:32 GMT -5
Saturday 30th January, 2010
Gabby still couldn’t believe what had happened yesterday at the end of her working day and was still very grateful to Luke for his help and assistance. Every time she thought about it she wondered what would have happened if Luke hadn’t showed up when he had. The painkillers she had been given and the heat pack she had put on her neck last night along with the long soak in the bath had done wonders for damage to her neck and although it was a little sore when she woke it was much better now than it was when she had first got home last night. Luke had told her to make her way to the station for nine in the morning saying that he would already be there so that she could give her statement to the police about the attack the night before. She hoped she could remember what exactly happened because for obvious reasons she was in fear for her life when it happened that she was just grateful for the whole sorry ordeal to be over.
Knowing that she was going to have a coffee with Luke after was making her feel quite excited about the prospect of giving her statement and she couldn’t help but think that she had the smallest crush on her saviour. She hated when that happened though for fear of the feelings not being reciprocated and it was too difficult to read Luke last night to know what was going through his mind. He was very professional yesterday and to be fair that was a very good thing. He had agreed to a coffee after her statement though so maybe there was something there for him too or maybe he was just being polite and kind to her but she figured time would tell soon enough.
She walked into the police station and went right up to the reception desk. “Hi, Gabriella Weston, I was told to come in for nine this morning so I could give my statement about an incident that occurred last night. Detective Luke Bryant told me to come in.” She wasn’t sure if Luke was going to be the one who would take her statement or if it would have to be a colleague of his because he was the one who had been there at the scene but she just stood and smiled as she waited for woman behind the desk to say something or to point her in the right direction.