Chapter 11

Sonya sat back.

It had been almost an hour since she’d conducted a somewhat non-regulation ‘strip search’ of Davina.

Smiling to herself, she toyed again with the collar of her crisp pale-blue uniform shirt as she recalled the transsexual prostitute’s large black ‘cock’ – there was nothing to compare with Davina Louise Murdoch in any of the pornography stashed away in the bottom drawer of the watchousekeeper’s desk.

Davina Louise Murdoch had been arrested for possession of cocaine and was being questioned by Senior Constable ‘Johnno’ Johnston. Not that ‘Trainee’ Constable Sonya L’Estrange knew much...?

Seated in the cozy Watchousekeeper’s Office, the ‘trainee’ policewoman had been alone with her thoughts when she’d heard footsteps on the stairs in the foyer.

It was almost two o’clock in the morning and she’d not seen Sergeant ‘Kev’ Wainwright for some time...?

Sergeant Bernadette Woodville appeared in the open doorway into the foyer.

Behind her, Senior Constable Rosie Sullivan lingered at the front counter - the thirty-year-old ‘Officer in Charge’ of the ‘Women Police’ Division’s uniform shirt knotted ‘halter style’ about her waist like that of the former ‘Miss Victoria Police’ standing behind her...

“I have a message for you, Bernadette...” said Sonya.

“Is everything okay...?” asked the older policewoman as she entered the Watchousekeeper’s Office.

She sensed there was something on the young ‘trainee’ policewoman’s mind...?

.Rosie followed Bernadette into the small room.

“Yes...” sighed Sonya with a lack of conviction.

“What happened, Sonya...?” queried Bernadette as Sonya passed a handwritten note to her.

“Sonya...?” prompted Rosie.

The ‘trainee’ shrugged...

“What is it...?” enquired Bernadette as she sat down beside Sonya.

“Nothing really, Sarge...” lied Sonya unconvincingly.

The police radio crackled.

There being an old loudspeaker mounted above the doorway between the watchousekeeper’s office and foyer.

Constable Rhonda Hamilton and ‘Trainee’ Constable Diana Lawson were radioing in to report that they were on their back to ‘The Heights’ with Inspector Jennifer Cartwright - neither of the three policewomen in the small Watchousekeeper’s Office took any notice.

Sergeant Bernadette Woodville suspected that something had upset the twenty-two-year-old ‘trainee’ - she was only too well aware that ‘Trainee’ Constable Sonya L’Estrange’s reputation as the station ‘slut’ had caused more than a few problems.

“Johnno again...?” asked Rosie.

She knew Senior Constable ‘Johnno’ Johnston was working the ‘divisional van’ with ‘Trainee’ Constable ‘Mick’ Maloney now...

“Johnno...” confirmed Sonya with a sigh.

But, she knew that it had not been ‘Johnno’ that had concerned her.

Nor had it been either ‘Kev’ Wainwright or the ‘Mick’ Maloney either...

“He was just being a bit of an arsehole earlier, Rosie, that’s all – I can handle that now, you know?”

“I guess, I’m just a bit tired after the Nightshift, Sarge...?” lied the ‘trainee’ policewoman.

“It’s been a long week, what with everything, Sergeant Woodville – Senior Constable Sullivan?”

“And, I really haven’t thanked you enough for the move to East Keilor either...?” she added...

“You okay though, Sonya?” enquired Bernadette.

‘Trainee’ Constable Sonya L’Estrange half nodded.

Despite her reputation, Bernadette had agreed to take the ‘trainee’ on after she’d applied for a vacancy at the ‘Women Police’ Division upstairs...

“You sure, Sonya...?” Bernadette queried.

“Yes...” replied Sonya with a smile.

The older policewoman moved a little closer.

“It’s been a busy night and I’m just a little tired, Bernadette, that’s all?” Sonya assured Bernadette.

“You want to unwind with a drink later...?” asked Rosie.

Earlier in the night, the ‘Women Police’ had arranged an impromptu ‘party’ at ‘The Wild Cherries’...

“We’re having a few drinks after work, Sonya...?” explained the former ‘Miss Victoria Police’ as she positioned herself beside the two seated policewomen,