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Page 64 of Dying Breath

He nodded back. ‘You’re welcome.’

She stood up and walked towards Mattie, who gave her his arm to help her out of the ambulance. She was determined not to let anyone see how much her legs were shaking, as the reality of what she’d done flooded over her.

‘Where to, boss? It’s your call. The hospital, the station or home?’

She paused. ‘Take me back to the station for a coffee – I think I’ve earned one.’

He smiled at her. ‘I think you have too.’

They watched as the ambulance drove away, followed by the armed response vehicle that had just arrived at the scene. They would ensure Patrick Baker wouldn’t be able to walk out of the hospital like Lewis Waite had; he would be under armed guard until he was back in custody. Brooklyn Bay was a safe place to live again for the time being.

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