When Cody's sobbing had
died down to a muted snuffling and hiccuping, Colin did a quick
on-line search and then made a couple of phone calls from the
telephone extension in the corner.
They could all hear what
he was saying.
“Yes, it's important.
And urgent. He'll be there in an hour. Can you send the
report to me? This is my police email address. Yes. Yes, exactly.
Just let me get the address and phone number. Thank you. I
appreciate it.”
He put the phone down.
“Right. I've found a gay doctor who'll help you. He sounds like a
good bloke.” He gave Luigi the address. “I said you'd be there
in an hour. Will you be able to do that?”
“Yes.” Luigi was
firm. He met Colin's eyes. Colin was the first to look away.
Colin shook their hands
as they left. At the door to the police station, he took Luigi's
arm. Leaning close to him, he said,
“Watch him closely. I
think he … I think he might kill himself.”
Luigi turned towards him,
startled. After a moment, he nodded, accepting the warning.
“Could I have your
mobile number. I'd like to keep you posted. If you're interested, I
mean.”
Colin nodded, and gave it
to him. Luigi entered it into his phone.
“He's lucky to have
you,” Colin said. “Maybe you'll be all he has now. Look after
him.”
“I will. Believe me.”
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