Whitney felt the darkness and indeed he felt Claudia close to him at this moment, so very close. She was sitting on the thin mattress beside him. Though as was usual she said nothing. At present there was nothing to say he just had to endure. At a couple of points an officer would open the hatch in his door and look inside, however there was no interaction save a couple of words of abuse.<br/><br/>The actor could hear the shouts from a few of the others; Cath was certainly extremely vocal, though some of it might be pain. She was quiet for a time.<br/><br/>Perhaps when Whitney was starting to relax the door was opened and two officers entered. One was uniformed the other was wearing plain clothes and look more serious. He briefly caught a glimpse of a bloody boy he had seen and defended earlier. James had obviously not had a pleasant time in the interview room.<br/><br/><br/>The interview room was cold and as well as the other officers in there he was aware of a proper old English Bobby pacing…he seemed out of time.<br/><br/>“We can offer you a lawyer sir, and you have the right to remain silent…but off the record…it does not look good.” He paused for a moment, “The travellers you seemed to have joined….” Another pause, “We just need a few names and you are free to go…Sir…everything off the record.”<br/>