Eighteen

I walked through the double doors, the officer at reception smiling at me. His dark hair pushed back.

"Can I help?" He asked. I had my office uniform on, the classic dark polo shirt.

"Hi, is DC Duggan about? I need to speak to him," I said, my hand on the desk.

"He is, can I ask what case it's referring to?" He smiled at me.

"Oh, no just tell him it's his sister," I chuckled. The officer smiled, picking up his phone. He spoke into it for a few moments before turning back to me.

"Go straight ahead, he's in the main office."

"Thanks." The officer buzzed me in and I walked straight for the huge office in front of me. I could see Ryan already, standing up and chatting with a colleague. As I walked through he looked up at me.

"Hey Lex, you alright?" He asked, his eyes concerned.

"Yeah, can I have a word?" A few of his colleagues were looking at me, one smiled. I returned it as Ryan walked next to me, guiding me into the hall. He opened a side door and we went in, it was a storage c