Chapter Twenty-Nine. PC Jason Tanner.
“PC Tanner, my office please,” Smithy shouts as he pops his head around the canteen door.
I pick up my coffee and finish off the dregs before taking the empty cup over to the stack of trays waiting to be cleaned and placing it down, turning on my heal I walk across the canteen, only to notice Proctor and McAbe sitting chatting in the far corner of the room.
The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end, as if I am an animal sensing danger.
“Tanner, what is that about?” Proctor shouts over with an uplift of his head.
“I am babysitting the new girl,” I simply reply, but internally I want to shout,’ f**k off, nothing to do with you’. But I must play the game. As much as I do not like him or his clique, I have to play nice, because at the end of t
