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do I’ll kill them.”
    Katya looked at Snow and saw on his face an expression she hadn’t seen before. “OK.”
    Outside the officer shouted again. “Come one now Madam Webb, let us in so we can discuss the criminal activity of your husband.”
    She took a deep breath and opened the door. “Come in.”
    Oliver Hardy leered at her and walked directly into the lounge whilst Stan Laurel removed his cap and smiled weakly. They both sat on the settee. Katya remained standing, arms folded.
    “What kind of hospitality is this? You have not offered us a drink!” The older officer barked. Katya could tell he’d been drinking. Snow could hear it in his voice too and knew it would make him volatile but slow.   “Even your homosexual American friend who was here earlier offered me tea.”
    “He was English and he has manners.”
    “I am sure. So officer Brovchenko explain to Madam Webb here the situation.”
    Stan Laurel swallowed hard and readied himself. “We received a report from a young lady who stated that your husband made unwarranted sexual advances to her last night. When she told him to stop he attempted to…” Brovchenko started to blush.
    “Go on.” Goaded Hardy.
    “Your husband grabbed the woman and tried to have sex with her against a wall.”
    Katya burst out laughing. “With his bad knee? My husband is very overweight and almost fifty six. Let me tell you that his days of athletic fucking are long gone!”
    “I think you should watch your language.”
    “And I think you should bring my husband to me and stop being a disgrace to your uniform! And another thing, try speaking Ukrainian both of you!”
    Hardy fought to restrain himself. “Enough. You will listen to officer Brovchenko or things will only get worse!”
    “Please go ahead, I like fairy tales.”
    Brovchenko frowned. Things were not going as planned. “There is no doubt from the evidence that your husband is guilty and he would be found as such by any judge. But there may be something we can do, to help.”
    From his hiding place Snow was praying that Katya would not provoke them anymore. All she really had to do was to listen. And that gave snow an idea. He switched on the audio record function on his Blackberry, carefully reached around the kitchen door and placed it on the floor in the lounge.
    Brovchenko looked at his colleague. “Officer Klyuyvets shall I…?”
    Klyuyvets held up his hand. “What my young friend is attempting to say is that the lady, the innocent victim of your husband’s unprovoked attack is willing to drop all charges, withdraw her sworn statement for financial compensation. You understand she is a student from a good family and any publicity, while she is blameless would tarnish her reputation.”
    “How much?” Katya asked.
    “I believe that she would accept $75,000.”
    “And what guarantee do I have that this goes no further?”
    Klyuyvets put his hand to his heart in mock surprise. “My word, our word officer Brovchenko and I.”
    “And if we pay $80,000 can my husband fuck her?”
    Snow sighed. Katya was playing with fire.
    Klyuyvets pulled himself to his feet. “Do you think this is some kind of a joke? This is a serious matter.”
    “It would be best for your husband and his business interests if you were to pay.” Added Brovchenko.
    There was a ringing. Snow cursed silently. It was his Blackberry. Katya moved to collect it.
    “Is someone else here?” Klyuyvets snapped.
    Snow decided the time for playing hide and seek was over and stepped into the lounge.
    “You again.”
    “I think you should tell Mrs Webb where her husband is before I force it out of you.”
    Klyuyvets almost fell over. “He speaks Russian and insults two officers of the law!”
    Snow took a step forward. “Where is Brian Webb?”
    “Hold out your hands, I will cuff you and take you to him. You are under arrest for attempting to assault two Militia officers.”
    Brovchenko started to unclip his cuffs. “Please give me