She muttered a silent prayer in her heart would this be the end for her, lying down helplessly she could only wait and watch what would happen next.
She bent her head and closed her eyes, she bit her lips then she felt the figure walking towards her but she couldn't raise her head up she trembled in fear, what would happen to her.
She felt it's presence near her, just then she felt a touch, she froze instantly cold blood ran down her spine then she heard a voice; "you shouldn't be out by this time, its late and dangerous for a young and pretty girl like you" she remembered that voice it was Old Harry the old man who lived in this God forsaken street she opened her eyes and looked up she was relieved, for a second she thought it was some thugs she tried standing up but fell her leg hurts so much it was sprained the man looked at her, she was in a pitiful state she couldn't go home like this, he helped her up.
Helping her into his house, he made her sit and went in to grab some ointment and came back and started applying it to her foot, gently rubbing and massaging her sprained foot, she felt much better and she could walk and stand on her feet, she thanked the old man and promised to return the favour, picking up her purse she proceeded to the door the man stood up reminding her that it wasn't safe outside he said It is not safe outside stay for the night and tomorrow you can go but she declined the offer and promised to come visit him.
Opening the door she bade farewell to the old man and left, the street was lonely there were broken bottles scattered everywhere she increased her pace she had to go home she missed her warm, soft, cosy bed.
She muttered a silent prayer in her heart, her house was the next street, just five blocks away. Finally home sweet home, it was 12pm, she was tired, really tired, dragging her feet as she entered the room throwing her purse on the table, she removed her heels and rubbed her foot it was sore but she was still thankful to the old man.
Removing her clothes as she let it slid on the floor she grabbed a towel and headed towards the bathroom, she sat in the bathtub letting the warm water pour on her body, she sat there for a while after washing herself up, she flashed back to when her parents was murdered in front of her eyes she was only six, the sound of gunshots kept ringing in her head, she had to find her parents murderer that was why she chose to become a detective, she had to investigate her parents death of 18yrs ago.
Though there were multiple death cases reported most of them had no injuries on their body, the doctor confirmed they were injected with a deadly poison that was very rare the criminals left no clues. She held her head it ached she had to rest she thought, leaving the bathroom she got into her night dress and jumped onto her bed to rest, today is a long day she sighed and drifted up to sleep.