Just One HourChapter 20
Debbie had dialled the police station desk three times. Each time as a voice greeted her she had hung up." The note dropped through her letter box was proof surely? But she'd not wanted anyone to know, hadn't she? Just forget about the whole thing, but now this." She was about to dial again. Then the phone rang. "Hello," she said her head confused. "Hi Debbie. It's nice to speak with you again." She nearly dropped the phone. It was him the filthy black thug. The one who had sent...