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Nicked in Scotland

The past catches up with Prospect's prisoner

By Peter Wayne   January 2002

What do you mean I’ve got to go to Scotland?” “There’s a warrant,” the desk sergeant said, “and it’s our responsibility to hand you over to the Scottish authorities.” “When?” I asked. “Soon as they’ve dealt with you in court tomorrow-assuming they don’t send you to prison.” He laughed. “We’ve contacted the officers in charge of your case up there. They’ll be flying down to pick you up as soon as we give them the nod.”

Great. I had been trying to avoid this journey north for two and a half years. Through a combination of computer malfunction, lack of…

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