Page 108 of First Blood
‘Guv, I think…’
‘Forget it, Bryant. This time I’m going in because I really do think someone is in danger.’
‘I was actually going to suggest it.’
She smiled in his direction.
‘Okay, you get the top and I’ll get the bottom.’
In the absence of officers with the big key, their combined strength would have to do.
‘Okay, on the count of three.’
‘One.’
‘Two.’
‘Thr… Jesus…’ she cried as they both fell into the hallway.
An attractive woman wearing satin pyjamas, an eye mask on her forehead, had opened the door a split second before they made contact with it.
‘What on earth do you think you’re doing?’ she asked, looking from her to Bryant and back again.
‘Police,’ Kim explained.
The expression didn’t change.
‘And?’
Kim frowned at her. ‘Who are you?’
The woman folded her arms.
‘I’m pretty sure you should be introducing yourself seeing as you were just about to break into my home.’
‘Your home?’ Kim asked, showing her ID.
She was going to be seriously pissed off if Stacey had given them the wrong address.
It wasn’t that she minded complaints landing on her boss’s desk, but she could do without needless ones on top of the genuine ones where she’d seriously pissed people off for a reason.
‘Well, that I share with my partner.’
‘Who is?’
The woman’s head went back and the frown deepened.
‘I’m sorry but…’
‘Can you just tell us his name, please?’ Bryant offered with as much patience as he could muster after a fourteen-hour shift.
‘Steven Lambert. That’s Doctor Lambert.’
Kim breathed a sigh of relief. Good job, Stacey. At least this complaint would be excused. They were trying to save the man’s life.
‘May we speak to Doctor Lambert?’
‘I have no idea what this is all about but you’ll have to come back tomorrow, at a more reasonable hour if you want to talk—’
