<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><strong>Emily</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><strong>Miami PD</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><strong>Talking with Sue</strong></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">Shooting?  More shooting?  God that was NOT in the plan, to stand in the middle of a police station having a conversation about shooting!  With Gabriel just over there with a job in his pocket, by the sound of it.  The whole idea of being here was to minimise any police interest in her...</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">This woman seemed to think she'd know about this other one, though she had no idea.  Well...</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">Emily called on her social skills to try and steer things to safer ground:</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">"Oh, no, there was just a young man in my office who developed a bit of a thing about me, you know," she smiled at the woman, sharing the no doubt mutual experience, "and he got a bit carried away.  So we had to pop in."</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">The woman had a big shoulder bag.  What was in it?  It fitted in with the rest of her somehow, her functional clothes with just the shades perched on her head adding a touch of style.  A woman who DID things.  And now she'd put her tablet away suggesting she was up for a chat.  Well that was cool.  In some ways she made her think of Rebecca, who'd been about the same age and becoming a real friend and a proper partner until she'd gone off rather suddenly; and a bit oddly she had to admit, with just that text about her mother being in an accident...</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">Rebecca who'd been doing aid work in Guyana, that Emily had thought was SO impressive...</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">"But it's nothing really," she carried on, "just guys, you know!"  She rolled her eyes and gave a little laugh.  Then became aware she'd followed this woman in rolling her eyes like she'd just done too...</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">"I'm Emily, by the way." she offered her hand.  Now the woman would ask if she was Australian.  Or English.  That was OK, she was used to it. </span>