The solicitor who came to advise Rufus was not really a lot of use.
Rufus asked her at the start why he'd been arrested. She looked at him quizically and answered "I think you know Mr Johnson."
"If I knew I wouldn't be fucking asking!" Rufus's memory might have been reduced, but there was absolutely no diminution of his aggression.
"There's no call for that kind of language, Mr Johnson." the woman replied calmly. Rufus was not the first angry young man in police custody she had advised.
She told him what police claimed he'd done.
Rufus hit the roof.