Page 72 of Captive Hearts
They began to walk across the car park, to a fading soundtrack of Pete swearing through the reading of his right to silence.
Gina found her hand reaching as they trudged to safety. But it didn’t have to travel far. Ashley’s hand was ready and waiting to take hers. She chanced a quick look at Ashley, but she didn’t seem relieved; she seemed shattered. As well she might. She’d come that close to a bullet in the head. She hoped to god that Ashley was going to be OK.
The police line was breaking up as officers started scrambling toward DI Conway and Pete, ready to wrestle him out of the plane.
But Gina didn’t want to watch that part. She just wanted to get the hell away from this car park. A young police officer ran to them. ‘Are you hurt in any way?’ he said.
‘I don’t think so,’ Gina told him. She examined Ashley. ‘Are you alright?’
‘I’m not hurt,’ Ashley said. ‘Can we just leave?’
The officer laughed. ‘Course you can’t! We gotta check you over.’
Ashley’s face creased in rage. ‘Don’tlaughat me, you little arsehole. I was just in a hostage situation, for the love of Christ!’
Gina felt immediately less worried. Ashley was still Ashley.
