Richard and Beth have been champions, arriving at our door almost as the news broke, suitcases in hand.
“We’ll stay as long as we’re needed,” says Richard. “Francis can hold the fort at the office and…” He heaves air… “…to be honest, I’d rather be here. Every time I turn around, there’s a reporter shoving a mike in my face.”
Michael kisses Beth on the temple, gives her a squeeze around the shoulders. “You’re welcome to stay as long as you want. You know that. It’s good to have you both here.”
Richard produces a laptop from his case, opening it up. “Let’s get down to practicalities. James, send me this security footage you have and…” He levels a finger to where Beth is booting up her own machine… “… let’s get more eyes on what happened.”
“Fine… Richard, I’m sending you footage from adjo
