‘How did you get on with tracking Leanne’s ex down?’ ‘Rob Boxall? He’s doing two years in Bellmarsh for dealing MDMA and C meth. Been in since May, so he’s off the hook.’ ‘You’d better get someone to pay him a visit, see if he knows Ross Denness?’ ‘Sure, sir.’ Josie is examining Staffe’s arm. Still holding his hand, she says, ‘That youth outside the Rag …’ ‘What about him?’ ‘He’s saying you went at him with the knife. His mates are backing him up. And so’s that girl.’ ‘Have we got an ID on him?’ ‘We’ve got a couple.’ Josie sits down on the opposite side of his desk and leans forward with her elbows on the desk, her face resting on the backs of her hands. She raises her eyebrows and says, ‘He said to say, “Jadus knows”.’ ‘What’s that supposed to mean?’ Josie leans back in the chair. She looks at him long, hard, quizzical. ‘What’s wrong?’ ‘You should be on a beach or up a mountain and here you are with your arm all bandaged up and some gangland fatwa out on you.
