The lad's pleas and questions where heard and summarily dismissed by Bert. He'd heard it all before. They were all innocent, they all feigned ignorance or confusion. When he was a younger policeman, he might have believed the youth, but the evils he had seen men do, had hardened his heart long ago.

"Come along you," Bert replied not answering the question, as he continued to half drag, half carry the lad from the shop, a jumble of legs.