"After all that," said Terry, slamming down the phone, "the shrink's not available till tomorrow. So we'll have to leave him in the cells overnight."

"I'm not sure that would be good for him," replied Jo, tippexing a report.

"No. But what choice do we have?"

"We could give him another crack. Perhaps after a few hours in custody he'll have seen the error of his ways."

"Yep," agreed Terry. "I wish Ramani was here, though. She said there'd been a development, only she didn't say what. Or I didn't listen. Something about… something… miniskirts… I dunno. Maybe it don't matter."

"Give her a call."

"We sort of had a fight. Can you do it?"

He grinned at her, pleadingly. Jo shook her head at him and picked up the phone.

"Guv? It's Jo. Masters, that's right, glad you haven't forgotten."