Graham opened the back door to Home Farm to find Victoria and Rebecca standing there. "Hello?" he said, looking from one to the other.

"Is Joe in?" asked Victoria.

"He is. But he's not in the mood for more trouble..."

"I'm always in the mood for that," Joe corrected Graham, walking into the kitchen. "Do come in, girls."

Graham stood back to allow Victoria and Rebecca to come through.

"Robert not with you?" Joe asked.

"No," said Victoria, as Rebecca hung her head.

"So what can I do for you?" said Joe. "Or have you just come to beat me up again?"

"I wanted to apologise," said Rebecca. "I was confused."

"I noticed."

"I didn't know what I was doing." Rebecca seemed close to tears and Joe softened slightly.

"Well, no harm done."

"Does that mean you'll drop the charges?" said Victoria quickly.

"Don't push it." Joe glared at her. "I was actually planning to drop them, before Robert came around threatening me..."

"That won't happen again," said Victoria. "Look, you know what Rebecca's been through. She's been diagnosed with executive dysfunction..."

"Thanks, Vic, I am still here!" snapped Rebecca. "Look, I really am sorry. Go ahead and press charges if you need to, but I promise I won't break in again."

"That seems reasonable," said Graham, looking at Joe.

Joe sighed. "Fine. I'll call the police and tell them not to bother."

"Thank you," said Victoria.

"Yes, thanks." Rebecca finally met Joe's eyes. "If there's anything I can do to make up for it..."

"That won't be necessary."

"Well, can I buy you a coffee at least? Tomorrow, at Bob's Cafe? I'll get Victoria to remind me..."

Joe nodded. "OK. See you there about 11."

"Thanks." Victoria put her arm around Rebecca and led her out.

"That was very magnanimous of you," remarked Graham, closing the door.

"Well, I'm very forgiving."

"You're really going to let this feud with Robert go?"

"I've got more important things to worry about, like finding out who was responsible for the acid attack."

Graham hesitated. "Any progress on that?"

"I've got some leads," said Joe cryptically. Graham hoped he was bluffing.

"So are you going to call the police and tell them not to press charges against Rebecca?"

"When I'm good and ready. Let's let Sugden sweat for a bit longer." Joe sat at the table and opened a newspaper as Graham sighed.