Assassination

You start walking. You realise that there was no sign of Police storming the building.
You walk up to the Reception desk and wait for the Receptionist to appear. You didn't have to wait long either.

'Hello, sir. Are you booking a room?'
'No,' You reply.
'What happened?' You ask.
'Pardon, sir?'
"What happened. I mean, what happened to the Police? What happened to my leg?'
'I don't understand, sir,' Replied the Receptionist.
'I'm talking about me. I was about to be arrested, I had a broken leg, and now it's as if none of it happened.'
'Oh dear!' Exclaimed the Receptionist.