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approaching and after a few deep breaths, he stood and walked out from behind the wall. The female officer hadn’t noticed him and he was ten feet away before she finally looked up.
Startled, she pushed her feet out , thrusting her upper body up the wall and forcing her upright. The back of her uniform scraped and scuffed against the rough brick and she stepped to her right as if about to make a run for it.
“It’s okay .” Tony was holding his hands in front of him, palm first to show he meant her no harm. “I was down there with you when they attacked us. I'm police too.” He swept his hands in front of him and downwards, as if presenting himself, so that she would recognise the uniform.
“Why are you up here? Did you follow me?” She looked scared and defensive.
Tony was doing his best to put her at ease. He relaxed his shoulders to reduce his height so they were closer to eye level and tried to soften his face and even offer a smile as he spoke. “I’ll be honest with you, I ran when everyone else did. The line was broken and those people were attacking everyone in sight. I was scared, to tell you the truth. I think everyone was. I've never been in a riot before. I'm normally sat in a patrol car or at the desk.”
She seemed to relax a little . “Yeah, I recognise you. You're Tony aren’t you? I've seen you about at the station.”
“That's where I'm planning on going now. There's no wa y I want to go back down there.” He vacantly swept a hand in the direction they had both come from. “You may as well come with me. What's your name?”
“Elaine ,” she replied.
“Okay then, Elaine, we had better keep quiet and try not to attract any attention. From what I saw down there, I don’t fancy that mob getting their hands on me.”
Elaine looked at him, her face contorting as though remembering something terrible; the visions of the attackers clawing and tearing at her from behind the shields and then the images of her friends being attacked as they lay on the ground, hopelessly trying to defend themselves.
“They just didn't seem to care. No matter how much I hit them with my baton, they kept on coming at me. One of them even bit my leg.” She looked down and rubbed her wounded calf muscle. “I don’t think it’s too bad, but it hurt like fuck.”
Tony eyed her, weighing her up and wondering whether she was likely to be useful or a burden. “Yeah, I saw them biting people too. You think you can walk and run okay if need be?”
“I’ll manage.” She stood up straight and looked ahead. “We going that way then?” She pointed to the darkness at the end of the street.
“Yeah, hopefully we’ll be able to get back to the station within the hour.”
They began to walk. Elaine hobbled but she refused to allow herself to become a hindrance to Tony. She kept pace at his side; regardless of the pain she felt shooting through her leg with every step.
They covered the distance to the station in a relatively short space of time. It was late, close to midnight , and the streets and roads were deserted with no traffic or signs of life, otherwise they would’ve tried to flag a car down. Instead they had walked and now and then had been forced to hide in the shadows when they thought they heard people on the other side of bushes or walls that lined the side of the road. They took no chances; in the dark they couldn’t tell who would be likely to help them or attack them.
As they approached the station they began to hear the sounds of trouble. The bangs of gunfire and the crashing of heavy objects and the smashing of windows echoed off the walls around them. They were still close to the main road, but they were entering an area comprising of shops and restaurants. There were more buildings there, and the continuous echo bouncing from the hard surfaces made it hard for Tony to make an estimate of where exactly the noise was coming from, or how many people were involved.
They had no choice but to
Startled, she pushed her feet out , thrusting her upper body up the wall and forcing her upright. The back of her uniform scraped and scuffed against the rough brick and she stepped to her right as if about to make a run for it.
“It’s okay .” Tony was holding his hands in front of him, palm first to show he meant her no harm. “I was down there with you when they attacked us. I'm police too.” He swept his hands in front of him and downwards, as if presenting himself, so that she would recognise the uniform.
“Why are you up here? Did you follow me?” She looked scared and defensive.
Tony was doing his best to put her at ease. He relaxed his shoulders to reduce his height so they were closer to eye level and tried to soften his face and even offer a smile as he spoke. “I’ll be honest with you, I ran when everyone else did. The line was broken and those people were attacking everyone in sight. I was scared, to tell you the truth. I think everyone was. I've never been in a riot before. I'm normally sat in a patrol car or at the desk.”
She seemed to relax a little . “Yeah, I recognise you. You're Tony aren’t you? I've seen you about at the station.”
“That's where I'm planning on going now. There's no wa y I want to go back down there.” He vacantly swept a hand in the direction they had both come from. “You may as well come with me. What's your name?”
“Elaine ,” she replied.
“Okay then, Elaine, we had better keep quiet and try not to attract any attention. From what I saw down there, I don’t fancy that mob getting their hands on me.”
Elaine looked at him, her face contorting as though remembering something terrible; the visions of the attackers clawing and tearing at her from behind the shields and then the images of her friends being attacked as they lay on the ground, hopelessly trying to defend themselves.
“They just didn't seem to care. No matter how much I hit them with my baton, they kept on coming at me. One of them even bit my leg.” She looked down and rubbed her wounded calf muscle. “I don’t think it’s too bad, but it hurt like fuck.”
Tony eyed her, weighing her up and wondering whether she was likely to be useful or a burden. “Yeah, I saw them biting people too. You think you can walk and run okay if need be?”
“I’ll manage.” She stood up straight and looked ahead. “We going that way then?” She pointed to the darkness at the end of the street.
“Yeah, hopefully we’ll be able to get back to the station within the hour.”
They began to walk. Elaine hobbled but she refused to allow herself to become a hindrance to Tony. She kept pace at his side; regardless of the pain she felt shooting through her leg with every step.
They covered the distance to the station in a relatively short space of time. It was late, close to midnight , and the streets and roads were deserted with no traffic or signs of life, otherwise they would’ve tried to flag a car down. Instead they had walked and now and then had been forced to hide in the shadows when they thought they heard people on the other side of bushes or walls that lined the side of the road. They took no chances; in the dark they couldn’t tell who would be likely to help them or attack them.
As they approached the station they began to hear the sounds of trouble. The bangs of gunfire and the crashing of heavy objects and the smashing of windows echoed off the walls around them. They were still close to the main road, but they were entering an area comprising of shops and restaurants. There were more buildings there, and the continuous echo bouncing from the hard surfaces made it hard for Tony to make an estimate of where exactly the noise was coming from, or how many people were involved.
They had no choice but to
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