41
IN THE NEXT STREET, A WORLD AWAY
Wilder was standing at the crossroads of Dorset and Commercial Streets. He was scanning the constantly moving crowds, looking out for any of the usual suspects.
“There!” He pointed at a man lurking on the periphery of the sightseers and four of his officers moved in to arrest him.
It was a chilly night, not really conducive to hanging around. The crowds were thinner than they might have been. He was grateful for that. Funny how you can suddenly get a run of luck out of nowhere, he mused, smiling to himself.
Standing on the wheel arch of the police wagon, he had a height advantage, so he had a clear view as Jake, Benny, Mickey and Reg were led away in handcuffs. They were forced to take the walk of shame along practically the length of Dorset Street.
