It had been a long day at work. The days seemed longer and longer with this whole business with Shepherd and Graves. Coming home from the pub with the lads from the 141 had put the edge off.

It was late, no one walked the roads at the time of night. Except. "Hello darling." Price mumbles as a small fluffy dog plods up to him with a wag to their tail. "Who might you belong to then?"