"Daisy, be the bigger person," James said and let me up just as my eyes landed on a guy walking out of the house opposite us. He was wiping his greasy hands, from the motorbike, onto a rag and he looked right at me. He was tall and his hair was light, it reminded me of my own. Silver. I watched as his eyes looked from me to the police car and he frowned.

James pulled me up and span me round. "If I uncuff you will you stay where you are?" James asked.

"Only if you say please," I said and Blake walked up to me. "What the fuck...