open and a young man almost ran out of the moon. He looked angry. Under his left arm he was carrying a laptop computer, in his right hand was an empty plant pot. Who are you ? he asked , but he did not wait for an answer. His right hand came up fast, flying towards Latto head. By the time Latto realised what was happening it was too late. He was able to turn his head alittle to the right, but not far enough. The plant pot hit the side of Latto head hard and broke into pieces. Latto fell back and his head hit the wall with a sickening noise. His world went darl. Dr.Latto. Are you OK? Hey ! Weak up ! Are you OK? Latto felt awful. His head felt as if it was full of small stones and they were all going round and round insideit. He opened.
Hey! doc . Are you OK?
Do I look OK? asked Latto.
Martinez smiled a little. Well, totell you the treth, doc, you look terrible, he said.
thanks. Latto gotto his feet with difficulry and brushed his clothes down with his hands. He moved slowly over to amirror on the wall and looked in it as he felt his head very carefully. How do it feel? asked Martinez.
It hurts, said Latto, but i think I have been quite lucky!
Good,said, Martinez. So tell me , What happened?.
Latto met Martinez eyes in mirror.
.I left my sunglasses here this morning by mistake. I thought the police might still be here so I come back to get them.The front door was open and I walked in.