“Hey, Col!” Michael
smiled at the man who opened the door. He was in uniform but without
his cap.
“Mikie babe!” Colin
shook his hand vigorously then turned to Luigi and Cody.
“Ah, Colin, this is
Luigi. This is Cody.”
“G'day! Come inside.”
They went in to the
building. The police station was a single room in the front of the
building, with a desk and police public service notices on the walls.
There was a table with four shabby chairs round it. Through the
open door leading to the back of the house came a toddler's wail.
“Sorry about that,”
said Colin. “It's my daughter and she's sick as. And feeling very
sorry for herself.”
Luigi nodded. Cody just
stared at the table.
“Right, let's begin.
Is it OK if I record this? I'll take notes but the recording helps
jog my memory. And anyway, the detective branch will want a record.
I'm going to use my personal video camera because, well, we're such a
small police station, we don't have an official one.”
When Cody didn't answer,
Luigi put his hand on Cody's arm, and said quietly, “Come on, love,
we'll get through this.” He was determined not to let the fact
that he was in a police station stop him showing his love. And
anyway, Cody needed him to be there for him.
Cody nodded. “OK,”
he muttered.
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