Alasdair looked at Wood. "God knows Richard, that's the fire brigades job. If we can spare bodies to help search we will but not sure who else will attend" he looked over and saw Gareth and with a smirk he thought time himself I bet they won't run this story tomorrow

He looked at wood. "Get him bloody back from there!, get him back behind the perimeter," he thought to himself. He's lucky cockburn wasn't here. He'd split Gareths skull open given half the chance for a scrap. he looked to Wood once more "once the rest show up we will start organising ourselves to help search but until then we focus on the perimeter, let those boys deal with the fire and searching"