by Graham Ison
The judge raised his glasses so that he could peer beneath them at the young barrister. ‘D’you have any further questions, Mr er um ... ?’
It took a month to deal with all the counts in all the indictments against all the prisoners.
*
‘Got a result then, guv?’ asked Swann on the way back from the Old Bailey.
‘Yes, Swann, we got a result. Horsfall got fourteen years, Bundy twenty, Feather, Beresford and company ten apiece, Conway three.’
‘What about the girl?’
‘Eugenie Vandermeer?’
‘Yes, guv.’
‘Four years and serves her right,’ said Fox. ‘Cheeky cow set up both those robberies with Bundy. And when she gets out, the French’ll want to talk to her about the Armentières job.’
‘What about Davenport, guv?’
‘Life. What else?’
‘I s’pose they’ll be putting a few bottles on in the Squad office tonight, then.’ Swann swung the Granada into the road in front of New Scotland Yard.
‘What for?' said Fox. ‘There’s nothing to celebrate in seeing a ruined man go to prison for life.’ He turned to Evans. ‘And I suppose you’re getting away early tonight, Denzil?’
‘Yes, guv,’ said Evans. ‘I’m taking the missus to the pictures.’
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