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Word got out to the press Mrs Craven&039;s story orth more now her precious boy was not just a valed into the station, offering Kate a colu If she took hiain However, judging from Bellaver&039;s face after a phone call froht not be a B Division after this hash

The story had changed and not in any useful way

Vampires were et an inch under the racing results Donna Rogers and Peter Craven would be on the front page for weeks

&039;Bellaver,&039; Kate called, getting his attention, &039;give Craven&039;sshot to the papers&039;

&039;Why on Earth should we do that?&039; he asked

&039;The only other photos of him will come from his hty, cheeky lad who sits at the back of the class At least the picture you took last night &039;

&039;If our press officers thought like you, they&039;d run the Yard&039;

&039;It&039;ll come,&039; she said

The Super took her advice He also ordered Dixon to find &039;couply&039; snaps of Donna Rogers and Julian Griffin froh policy was to discourage relationships between officers serving in the sa out Things were escalating Griffin for Laura and Carol Craven for Griffin

Soers under arrest, for foreant Lynch clocked off and Kate&039;s old playht and early He couldn&039;t stop sers The WPC hadn&039;t wiped her face She looked like an Apache squaw after scalping the Cavalry troop wholoose on her thin wrists Jasper Lakin gave her his card

Choley had scared up a Shooter&039;s Hill plod to escort Rogers down to the holding cells Kate caught the ice glint in her eye

&039;Unless the bars are silver, you&039;re putting her within reach of the rest of Van Helsing&039;s mob,&039; she warned Bellaver &039;She&039;ll be out of her cell and in theirs in seconds&039;

The Super thumped his forehead

&039;Da?&039;

Bellaver had Dixon take Rogers away from the local woodentops

&039;Give her a wash and haul her back to Holborn&039;

Dixon fetched a wet towel and dabbed the blood off Rogers&039; face like a Bank Holidaya mucky lad with the spit-wet corner of a hankie She didn&039;t resist