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“Don’t defend him, Lauren,” Mackenziesaid.
“I’m not, just giving thefacts.”
“I’d like for a paramedic to look at your face,” the policemansaid.
I shook my head. “I don’t think there’s a need. There’s certainly nothing broken, it’s just sore. I’m shaken up more thananything.”
“Is there a history ofviolence?”
“No, he’s never done anything like this before. He just quit his job, we worked together, and I guess he felt he hadto.”
“Okay, he’s already admitted to striking you. He’ll be taken to the station and charged initially with assault. He also accused Mr. Miller of attackinghim.”
“He fell down the stairs,” the security guard said. “I witnessedthat.”
“So your colleague said. Mr. Miller, can you shed any light onthat?”
“I saw him at the bottom of the stairs, I may have kicked him as I climbed over, I’m not sure. My priority was to get toLauren.”
“But you chose not to use thelift?”
“I guess, when you see what I did, all I wanted was to get to her. I didn’t think of the route. I can run up those stairs quicker than it would take for the lift to descend then ascendagain.”
“I just want him removed from the premises, and I want to lie down,” Isaid.
“I’m probably going to have some more questions, can I take a contact number?” heasked.
Mackenzie gave him his. “And your relationshipis?”
“Friends,” I answered before Mackenziedid.
I saw Mackenzie clamp his jaw shut and turn his head away fromme.
“More than friends,” I added. “We’re…”
“It’s okay, Lauren, there’s no need to explain.” The policeman stood, he looked atMackenzie.
“If he presses charges, Mr. Miller, I’ll need to question you. However, in my experience, in these cases, the perpetrator is often easily swayed to not do that. Too much paperwork and all that. However, maybe you’re not familiar but taking the law in your own hands is not what we dohere.”
Mackenzie nodded his head just theonce.
The policemen left, security followed them and Mackenzie locked the front door. He returned to the kitchen and pulled the chair up to sit beside me. He wrapped his arms around me, and I leaned into hischest.
“I’m sorry,” Isaid.
“For what? He beat you, don’t you besorry.”
“Not for that. I saw how you looked away from me, when I said we werefriends.”
“It doesn’t matter what you said, don’t worry about it,okay?”
He placed his fingers under my chin and raised my face. He smiled then placed a gentle kiss to the bruise I could feel on mycheek.
“That makes it all better,” Isaid.
“That’s all I want to do, make you better.” He sighed. “Somehow I feel a littleresponsible.”
“How?”
