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She clamped her mouth shut and stomped outside, looking both angry and ashamed. I
turned to the cop who spoke up and said, ¡°Thank you.¡±
¡°Okay, let¡¯s get back to descriptions,¡± he said. ¡°What¡¯d they look like?¡±
Kelly started talking first, ¡°All of them looked about forty? maybe fifty?¡± she asked me,
and I nodded.
¡°Yeah, and one of them was really skinny and wore a red bandana, and I couldn't see
his hair,¡± I said, remembering the slimy one who said I needed to be followed. ¡°But the
other two had long dark hair, past their shoulders, but tied into a ponytail.¡±
The cop nodded, writing notes in his notepad. ¡°Facial hair?¡±
¡°Just the one with dark hair. They were all tall, but he was the tallest,¡± Kelly answered.
¡°Oh, and they all wore leather jackets!¡±
My heart began to race when the cop¡¯s attention suddenly perked up. ¡°Leather jackets?
Any noticeable features? Patches?¡±
¡°Umm, I saw something¡¡± I could feel sweat pool behind my neck as I watched Kelly
struggle to remember. ¡°No, sorry, I forget. Everything happened so fast¡¡±
¡°That¡¯s fine, give us a call if you remember it,¡± he said before turning to me. ¡°Did you
see any distinguishable features?¡±
Swallowing, I shook my head and lied. ¡°No, sorry. I didn¡¯t notice anything¡¡±
¡°That¡¯s fine. It¡¯s hard to notice small details during a crisis,¡± the cop said
sympathetically, and I smiled, thanking him for his understanding. ¡°All right, let¡¯s go back
to height. Six feet? Five-eleven? Any estimates?¡±
The police asked us at least thirty more questions about the crime before they took
our final statement. Throughout the clinic, other officers investigated, taking pictures and
making more of a mess in their tracks. By the time they left and we cleaned up the
disaster of tossed papers and knocked-over plants, it was nearly seven PM by the time we
all left. Aside from Kelly, who was still so distraught, we let her head home early.
¡°Are you girls going to be okay?¡± Chris asked all of us. ¡°I¡¯m so sorry I wasn¡¯t there. I¡¯ll
never leave you alone in the building again¡¡±
¡°You had a day off, Chris,¡± I said. ¡°You couldn¡¯t have predicted this¡ You¡¯re allowed
days off.¡±
