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would ever turn me down, but for some reason my usual charismatic, overly confident demeanour faded away in the presence of this woman.
     
    “Of course. When?”
     
    “Now? Georgios’?” Georgios’ was a great little Italian restaurant I had taken her to as a Thank You after my case was thrown out.
     
    “Sure, see you soon.” She hung up before I had chance to say goodbye. I ventured back into the police station where I had been standing outside of to get a better signal, and collected my briefcase from the interview room before going to the bathroom to freshen up. I had had an adrenaline fuelled last couple of days, and it was starting to take its toll.
     
    I looked at my face in the mirror, leaning on the sink in front of me. I was looking drained; small bags had appeared under my eyes and although my skin was dark, I looked pale. It was likely due to the fact that I had hardly eaten anything over the past couple of days. I turned on the cold water and splashed some water onto my face before drying it off with a paper towel.
     
    Gathering my belongings and my thoughts along with them, I walked out of the bathroom and the building, and called for Sam to take me to Georgio’s.
     
     
     

Chapter 8
     
    Sam picked me up outside the police station a few moments later; he had luckily been in the area.
     
    “Unusual to hear from you this time of day.” He smiled as I clambered into the cab.
     
    “Yes, I have an appointment, well, sort of a date I suppose, actually. Can you take me to Georgios’?”
     
    “Course. Who’s the lucky lady? That gorgeous woman from the other night? Julia was it?” I hadn’t fully taken in his question before I had begun to answer.
     
    “Yes Julia…” I trailed off, when his words hit my slightly sluggish mind. “Wait, the other night?”
     
    “Yeah, you know, you asked me to pick you both up from the bar on 4 th and to take you to the club. You had somehow hurt your leg, remember?” I didn’t, but in the interest of not looking crazy I played along.
     
    “Oh yes, sorry Sam, it’s been a long day!” I frantically searched the depths of my mind, the deepest darkest corners where the secrets and guilty pleasures are hidden from the world.
     
    “You’re a lucky man, you should hang onto her, and she tipped me double what you normally do!” he said winking at me. I laughed, but due to nerves it came out as more of a squeak than a laugh.
     
    I sat in the car quietly for the rest of the journey trying to piece it all together; the foot, the farm, the school, Johnny, Sam, and Julia. I just could not find a logical explanation, I could not even find a connection between them all. I was the most accomplished lawyer I know, and yet I could not piece this together. Someone had to be setting me up. It was the only logical explanation.
     
    Johnny could not have sent the foot; he was in court that morning. Which left Julia and Sam, but neither of them met the profile of a killer, nor did I want to think either of them were capable of that, they were dear sweet people. It just didn’t add up. I decided to reserve any judgement until after I had seen Julia.
     

Chapter 9
     
    Shortly afterwards, the car pulled up outside Georgios’. I paid Sam and gave him a large tip, his guilt trip about Julia paying better had worked. For the first time ever, I looked at Sam in a suspicious light as I left the cab. This was something I would never have imagined doing, but as soon as he smiled at me with his cheeky grin, I shook the notion from my head. Sam was the closest thing I had to a friend. How could I think that way of him?
     
    “Might call you later” I commented as I walked away from the cab and walked towards the doors of the restaurant. When I entered the restaurant, Julia was already sitting at the bar waiting for me, looking incredible as usual. Her long silky leg teased passers-by as it peeked from the slit in her black leather skirt and ended at the floor, in a black