A loud clanking rang around the small cell from somewhere the occupants couldn't quite see. Footsteps echoed down the concrete hall, growing in volume until a police officer stepped into view, leading the Chestertons into the room where Howard and Diana were being held.

The look on Barbara's face was a mix of empathy, tiredness and irritation. She knew that Ian had discussed stealing with Howard previously, and thought that it had all stopped now. Clearly not.

"Can you confirm that these are the people you're here for?" the officer asked.