“Paula, you’re with me. When girls come in they’ll have to be documented, searched, and interviewed. All females will be going to Paddington Green. We’re going to need a lot of paper, pens, and coffee. We’re also going to need interpreters and we can expect long delays. We might just get a Christmas lunch in a police canteen if we cook it ourselves.”
As the shape of the project unfolded it was evident that it was huge. They could expect up to one hundred and fifty trafficked workers and thirty arrested criminals. Over and above her own future, a big question formed in her mind. When the drama and questioning was over, what were they going to do with all these poor souls? Quite likely it would be Christmas Day. Christmas. Who the f**k needed Christmas?
When the briefing ended, police pers
