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“I don’t think that’s such a good idea,” someone called, peering around the open door.
Glaring at him, Lewis snarled, “Why? What are you going to do about it?”
“Well, nothing.” Lewis smirked, turning back to Claire, whose eyes were filled with horror and fear. “But the police here don’t look kindly on domestic violence.” Jake had stepped into the room and opened the door, to reveal two policemen.
Lewis roared, charging at Jake. He was too slow. Claire managed to trip him, and while he was sprawled on the floor, the police cuffed him.
Taking Claire’s hand, Jake helped her to her feet, and the pair of them watched from the door, with Susan, as Lewis was dragged down the corridor, shouting and swearing.
“You’ll have to go down to the station later and give a statement,” Jake said quietly.
“I know,” whispered Claire. “But right now, I’m too happy to care.”
She kissed him, as the door swung shut with a bang like a cell door.
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This was going to be the last bit, but I'm beginning to wonder if I should write more. Opinions please.