Wesley was not happy he couldn't get anything from the woman but what did he expect from a family of known lowlives. He continued writing. "Well, funny I don't believe we have a single report on it. Maybe if this had happened and you told the constables, we'd do something. " He looked up at the undoubtedly criminal lot. "Unless I see this ...Ward.. do it in front of me. I can't work on rumors, otherwise my jail would be quite full."

Suddenly, he grinned. "Wait.. your brother. Longbottom. That wouldn't be..Noah Longbottom. Would it?" He started to laugh a little. "He was in a cell my first day here. I still have some.. paper work for him to complete. As soon as I am finished with you all, I should go collect him. I'm sure he has nothing better to do."

He pretended to change the conversation as if it were nothing of note. "Now, since you wouldn't provide any names. I may assume you can't and these aren't your children. Even the priest couldn't give me any names." Yes, he'd heard the child call her mother but children were never to be trusted.