Sensing they were on the verge of getting at the truth, Prince got the nod and remarked sagely, ‘His lawyer, that’s a laugh! He’ll tell you to own up if he’s got any sense.’
‘Own up, own up,’ some of the audience chanted.
Then another section, in the upper circle, joined in. ‘Blame the girls, blame the girls – Gloria, she started it!’
‘Don’t forget Saucy Sue,’ sniggered another, out of spite.
‘She wasn’t one of that lot,’ defended a friend hotly.
‘Did someone call?’ piped up a fresh voice in the front row, waking up. At the mention of her name, the mayor screamed and fell on his knees. ‘Not her as well!’ He scrambled to his feet and advanced tottering to the stage, on the verge of giving in.
Up in the gallery, the Det. Sgt gave a thumbs-up and turned on his recorder.
As the mayor re
