The briefing had just finished, and Yarrow was back in his office making the arrangements for Percy’s visit to Wakefield when Bullock poked his head though the door.
‘Just had a phone call from Sgt Bill Handley, he’s the resident bobby at Snaithinghill, out there by Ladderback Moor. He’s had a phone call, some farmer called in to say he’d found a burnt out car in one of his barns. Seems the barn was set alight with the car inside and he’s right pissed off about it, but just thought it a prank else a Teddy boy party that got out of hand.’
‘This farm, where is it?’
Bullock checked the piece of paper he held in his hand, ‘Ladderback Farm, up past Snaithinghill towards Ladderback Mount, way out the back of beyond is that. Used to hiking and camping up there when I was in the Scouts, a yea
