I'm laying in bed one night texting this girl. My Mum bursts into my bedroom. She stands there shouting at me like there's no tomorrow.
"Richard! We need you downstairs now!" My Mum shouted.
"Why, what for now?" I groaned.
"There is a policeman" She replied in her strong Jamaican accent.
I slowly got off my bed and started to make my way down the stairs. I got downstairs and I found this policeman sat on the sofa waiting for me.
"Richard Rawson?" He questioned me.
"Yeah?" I snapped.
"We need to speak to you regarding a broken car window earlier..." He told me.
