Chloe was obviously keeping up the pretence that all three of us were oblivious as to what was really happening here. I suppose it was less awkward th...n saying out loud what we all knew was coming.'It didn't seem quite finished due to that silly phone call, so we thought that maybe you could finish it for us tonight?' I looked over to Rachel who was staring at her nails, face flushed with embarrassment, but she offered no words in protest. Chloe held up a bottle of something in my hands and. She escaped prison by a whisker and disappeared without a word of goodbye.After qualification, Angela spent two miserable years on the beat. Every Friday and Saturday night, she'd watch drunks puke up their guts on the street, smash in each other's heads, or sometimes both. At other times, she'd witness life of the downtrodden in London's sprawling council estates, feeling utterly powerless to help. Her function seemed only to record their hardship for posterity, and observe as they passed. Then I realized that someone from some college where I gave lecture would be calling for some doubts. She said I am Divya and studying in xyz college and want to talk to you for some time. She told about all the details in which branch she is studying and which year and other things. I was so amazed and started talking. Then she used to call me every evening and in while I was in office also. I was working in lab and testing load on my servers and was pretty much alone so I could manage to talk. He allowed her to hold it in her hand.“Thank you,” she said, after she had drank another cup of water he poured for her. “If I can't blame you for me being here, I see no reason we can't be friends. Emily Blake.”He stared at her. “You're not Amanda Parker?” He grabbed a clipboard from the side away from her, where she couldn't see because of the dark gray plastic sides.“No, she's the other manager at the Onion, the bar where I work.” A hopeful note climbed into her voice. “I'm not supposed to.