Leah's Story Finding Jake

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Author: E.S Hoy
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    “Okay I give in, Rob time to retire with me, let’s leave the geeks to their box set.” I didn’t have time
to register that now I would be alone with her brother, Luther was going to be on so I didn’t care
who watched with me. An hour in we were curled up part way through series 1, I was fighting a
yawn but Adam didn’t look like he was leaving any time soon.
    Funny but I actually felt comfortable with him, I know it’s only watching the telly but any
awkwardness I had felt previously seemed to have dissipated. It was dark now but we left the lights
off, it added to the atmosphere, Idris Elba was my guilty pleasure but I sneaked a look at my
companion. Stretched out on the sofa Adam looked dark and dangerous, his hair was falling over his
forehead and I wanted to run my fingers through it to get a better look at his eyes. What the hell
was I playing at, blimey Idris was affecting me rather too much. I focused back on the programme,
however tiredness was taking over and before I knew it I had drifted off, I have no idea what episode
we were on but the combination of cleaning, beer, lots of food and a dark room had finished me off.

Chapter 5
    I awoke to my alarm; I sat up with a jolt how did I get to bed last night? I blushed as I noticed I was
only wearing my top and panties, eek he must have put me to bed. I jumped up suddenly excited
about my first day at work, Adam shot to the back of my mind. Suited up in my new grey fitted
jacket and matching pencil skirt, tights and heels, I was happy with the impression I would make.
Lucy was suited up too, she was going to be clerk at her dads Manchester office, working for one of
the female barristers Margie James, a real bolshie woman but nerves of steel. Lucy idolised the
woman and couldn’t wait to work for her.
    Adam was based there at the moment so at least Lucy would have his support, me on the other
hand would be alone in the cut throat world of journalism. One good thing was that our offices were
on the same street so we could meet up for lunches occasionally. We both ate breakfast in silence,
unusual for us, we were really nervous and neither of us finished our cereal. I hugged Lucy hard and
wished her luck, she did likewise, we would normally share lifts but for today Lucy was working late
to do her induction.
My office used a multi storey car park in the Northern Quarter, permits were issued to all staff,
obviously mine was going to be sorted today so the car park attendant had to make a couple of calls
before he allowed me to access our level. Now I was running late by the time I found my floor in the
building it was gone eight thirty, I knocked on the department heads door.
    “Come” Gordon Steel was a scruffy but amiable man, he was forgiving of my time keeping, and he
made a quick call to a Richard Green, my mentor to be. The man sauntered into the office and all my
creep senses shot up. He was a grubby looking man only probably forty something but easily
mistaken for older. I caught a wiff of booze on his breath, Great a drunk in charge of me just what I
needed. He shook my hand for rather too long and I felt myself shudder, he made me want to have a
wash. However he was to be in charge so I put on my professional face as he gave me a guided tour
of our floor.
    My desk was adjacent to his, rather too close for my comfort but as long as he kept to his side I
would be fine. Later today we were attending court to follow a case Richard had been on all week;
the case was an assault on a black man. The prosecution were trying to prove that the defendant
carried out an act of racial abuse.
    I read the notes at my desk; I only had an hour to read them all through. Richard seemed to be
happy to let me get on with it, this I think came from him being a lazy bastard! So far the prosecution
appeared to have the upper hand, our press coverage had been quite biased in my opinion, we
seemed happy to paint the attacker with the racism brush. I decide to do
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