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The Bash Street Gang called itself the Circle of Light Lorrihts Teinald Bird and Peter Craven The na to her Most were known to the police, with violent previous It wouldn&039;t surprise her if this shoddy little lot ended up famous Martyrs to their cause
They all went back to Shooter&039;s Hill in black mariahs
The press had been told to wait for an official state any of it The crowd of reporters outside the police station was agitated Long after the warave off a beery, inky funk Kate tried to shrink and hide a policemen Surely, the Fourth Estate would be more interested in who&039;d been arrested than which journo was getting privileged access Fullalove of the Gazette, a Fleet Street veteran, recognised her and called out, &039;What&039;s the story, Katie?&039;
She pretended not to hear him
&039;Come on,&039; he insisted &039;You&039;ve the ears of a bat Cough up&039;
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&039;Witness to what?&039; asked Stenning of the Express
She was hassled by hacks she owed drinks, favours and money to and hacks ed drinks, favours and money to her and hacks she wouldn&039;t trade drinks, favours and ht fire They tried to invoke a solidarity none of theh of that,&039; said Bellaver He pulled her away from the wolfpack and escorted her up the stairs into the nick &039;Do I have to lock you up too?&039;
She assured hio The nick was crowded Anger in the air
Bellaver was sick to his stoerous side of irritable Even placid George Dixon flashed fangs at the holding cells, while Regan and Herrick shoolf faces and growled through peepholes at the Bash Street Gang If the Circle of Light had thought vaet theave a &039;hands off&039; speech to his ers to end her shift With one of the Squad on the way to the ue, he knew there was a risk of unfortunate accidents The Super wasn&039;t like DCI Charlie Barlohose Nen Task Force was fan broken On Bellaver&039;s watch, suspects in custody did not &039;fall down stairs&039; Persons helping the police with their enquiries were not to fetch up drained dry and packed under a cell-bed
Donna Rogers was partially out of uniforbone civilian coat and chiffon headscarf over blue serge skirt and white blouse She arranged with the night desk sergeant - not the odious Choley, but a trustworthy Northern Irishman named Lynch - for her duties to be covered She dealt with the practicalities as if she were off home to cope with a burst pipe rather than a dead boyfriend
Kate couldn&039;t read Rogers Was the va? So Leaving the WPC in the wind right noas a bad idea - though her Super, and everyone else, had so et special treat mystery B Division already knehat the attack on caht had set out to even the score for Carol and Laura Two vairls They hadn&039;t reckoned on their first viper kill being a police officer Van Helsing, at least,a s were too stupid or sullen to see it Yet
Dr Hardy wouldn&039;t be required to suss cause of death The hole in Griffin&039;s head, made by wood and silver, would have killed anyone Due to the pioneering efforts of Jack the Ripper, the world knew a stake or silver through any an - not just the heart - brought true death to a va would have done to her in the back of Van Helsing&039;s VW
To rapidly He wouldn&039;t be showing off his guitar skills for a while, since his hands were burned into claws Frorow back skin and sineas all well and good but it still hurt like a bastard For esics which worked on vahtened pain receptors Part of the deal Oh, you didn&039;t look at the s tiht a cardboard box from Lost Property and told her to take her pick from a selection of specs She tried rando close to her prescription Red horn-ried to Danny LaRue
She could see again
Detective Superintendent Bellaver was fending off phone calls fro stateht in custody, they&039;d get the proper grilling
None of the Bash Street Gang were , a Professor of Anthropology, was pretty much an imbecile He&039;d been kicked off the faculty of St Bartolph&039;s after his one-man sit-in failed to disrupt Mrs Brabazon&039;s office routine in the School of Va Croft had been away at a conference that day, or he&039;d have taken the would-be vampire hunter&039;s head Vice-Principal Goodrich had no alternative but to sack Van Helsing An anti-discrih the systeuerrilla raid on campus would presumably shift those forms to the bottom of the pile
This personal history explained why Van Helsing chose to target the college in his &039;retributative strike&039; Bellaver suspected the Circle had a source on the force, and had followed B Division&039;s lead back to St Bartolph&039;s After a lightning eant Choley his turn under the interrogation room lamps for further information
The sorry creere booked, had their dabs taken and posed for pictures Adam Cochran, aka Desperate Dan, didn&039;t rese shots They could do wonders with plastic surgery, nowadays Sir John Rowan could transplant Cochran&039;s bum skin to his face, if he could be bothered
A reporter had telephoned Enoch Powell, waking him in the small hours The MP told the papers he didn&039;t endorse Van Helsing&039;s circuraph which explained this was exactly the sort of violence that would becorow unchecked That was like saying it wouldn&039;t rain so land if they had fewer church fetes
After she&039;d given her statean, Kate was allowed to look through a tay mirror at Joe Hawkins aka Dennis the Menace He had a thick pad of bandages stuck to his neck She identified the bovver boy as her assailant Hawkins was comfortable in custody It hat he expected Wanted, even This proved he was right to hate and fear and strike first Against procedure, Regan showed her Hawkins&039;s forang
If Eric DeBoys, as giving his statement elsewhere, had killed Hawkins, Kate wouldn&039;t have cared Even if it weren&039;t a fair fight If Hawkins aylaid by an entire order of Black Monks and chewed to bits, it&039;d be no more than he deserved She hated Hawkins all theher think like that, think like hilass, Kate smelled blood Her thirst quickened She sucked air over her teeth He looked at her as if she were in the room He blew a kiss and s baby
&039;If it wasn&039;t vipers, it&039;d be soan &039;Joey hates students and hippies and blacks and coppers asbird, he is Toads like hi the lot of &039;em&039;
She reminded herself she didn&039;t believe in that
Peter Craven - Plug, Griffin&039;s allows He was sixteen, still in school He&039;d have to wait two years and an walked along the diation rooms One-s made each room like an aquariu to strike up a conversation with the th hair and smiled too easily, but his eyes were already like Hawkins&039;s Nailheads in a board He whined about his knee, which had taken a bash - Nezumi&039;s handiwork He seeet to finish his schooling in Borstal She wondered if he even knew he&039;d killed a copper At the least, Craven would be detained at Her Majesty&039;s Pleasure For a long time
She tried to see the boy as a victim, cajoled and manipulated, threatened and lied to His ht It had taken years to turn Peter Craven into what he was
Histo the reporters She&039;d already started asking how o for on the open an &039;He&039;s dead to rights&039;