Pursuit

DCS Mark Twigg nearly choked on his toast as he read the story in The Goss.

"Gotcha, ya little bastard," he exclaimed jumping up and scaring the cat. With scarcely a word to his wife, he swept out, bound for London NW3.

Twigg sat in his car across the road from the house. He had enough to justify questioning, possibly arrest, but Rufus was clearly a 'slippery bugger' so he needed to plan how he would approach.

Clear-headed, Rufus had wondered if things would blow up after Amy's retreat.

Spotting a suspicious car, he slipped out the back door.