In the aftermath, PC Neil scrambled to his feet, attempting to gather his wits. He had never experienced something like this. He rushed to the side of the weeping girl and the fallen man. With a tidy round, red, hole in the front of his chest, and that fixed glassy stare it was clear to him that this man was no longer a threat. Yet, the police doctor would have to certify actual death.

"Everybody back! This is now the scene of a crime." he announced loudly.

"Come away, Miss, please." Neil leant down to take her arm and gently coax her away "You there, want to give a hand with 'er?" Neil said to a familiar looking youth in flat cap.