Lucy reached up and took Sam’s hand; she was certainly a pretty little thing and did not appear to be any trouble, unlike her brother, Jack who was still struggling like kittens in a bag. It seemed that the dreadlocked man that was holding him could handle the situation.<br/><br/><br/>Daisy the eldest of Cath’s children was helping, she seemed to be a sensible girl that was used to situations like this. She walked over, “I’ll take Lucy if you like…mister…?” After a moment a breath and the bribery of some crisps, Lucy was led towards Emily and Laura, before she went though Lucy smiled and turned to Sam “She’s coming you know …a little lost but bluebell will help…”<br/><br/><br/>Outside Graham was pinching the space between his brows, “Alright this is a crappy situation, I need to get down to the police station…” He looked at Betty hoping she understood, “Alan is busy with his daughter, but grab him…then look for Emily.” She is not hard to find, the one with the ‘Glasgow smile and the lisp…” He took a breath, “It looks like I have some work to do…take care Betty, I am sorry you have been thrown in at the deep end.”<br/>