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him.
    " Frere Jacques, Frere Jacques,"
    "Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous?"
    "Sonnez les matines, sonnez les matines"
    "Ding dang dong, ding dang dong."
    By the time the last word had left Captain Lullaby's mouth Titus was curled up on the floor in a fetal position with a contented smile on his face and snoring loudly.
    "My powers really are amazing." gasped Captain Lullaby proudly.
    "Well done!  Let us call the police to collect him and be on our way." said Agent One.  "Don’t forget to leave a calling card."
    Stepping forward Captain Lullaby gently placed a rectangular card into the hand of the sleeping man. 
    It read:  This statistic was brought to you by S.H.I.T.  Here to keep the streets of London safe.
    Just as they were about to turn and leave the small hooded boy coughed lightly into his hand.
    "Erm…excuse me, can I just check his pockets because he took my money and phone see?"
    "Take what is yours and go your way safely." said Captain Lullaby.
    "What about that gold bracelet?  Can I take that also?"
    "Is that yours?  It looks a little big for your wrists."
    "Yes, it's definitely mine and…erm…those gold crowns on his front teeth?"
    "He took your gold crowns?"
    "Sure."
    "The bastard!" muttered Captain Lullaby spinning on his heel and walking away followed closely by Agent One.
     

4.
     
    Piccadilly underground
     
     
    "We really want to thank you again for giving us this second chance." Gary gushed happily.  "We really appreciate you giving us this opportunity, and I'm looking forward to discussing with you our skills and how we can contribute to the program."
    "Let's not get carried away, Gary," said Agent Two, scanning the waiting people jostling for position on the platform as the tube train jolted to a halt and opened its doors.
    There was a lot of pushing and shoving as people rushed to get on before letting other commuters off at the yellow safety line between the platforms edge and the train.  Then suddenly, like a huge funnel, people were sucked inside the underground carriage, packing it like sardines in a can as they watched.
    "But I'm so excited you decided to call us back.  We both are, aren’t we mum?"
    "It's very exciting." said Ethel holding the sack barrow upright.  "I told all the girls about it at Bingo, didn’t I Gary?"
    "She did." snorted Gary, rolling his eyes.  "It was the talk of the room all night.  I kept missing numbers off my card because they were asking me questions non-stop."
    "You signed the non-disclosure confidentiality agreement, right?" asked Agent Two, with a hint of annoyance in his voice.
    "Yes, that’s right!  It was on that piece of headed S.H.I.T paper." said Gary nonplussed.
    "Excellent, just thought I'd check."
    "Well, we won't let you down, Agent Two."
    "Well, you will won't you, Gary."
    "Will I?"
    "Yes, when you die."
    "I'm not going anywhere yet."
    "Just out of curiosity Gary, what is the average life expectancy of someone with Motor Neuron Disease?"
    "Ooohhh…about 14 months, I think.  Is that right, mum?"
    "I think that's what the doctor said," replied Ethel looking confused.
    "How far into the condition are you?" asked Agent Two.
    "Right about…14 months about now."
    "So it's not like it's on the horizon or anything, more like its imminent."
    "It's like a constant cloud of death over my head." admitted Gary.
    "Look on the bright side it won't be constant for much longer."
    Gary nodded his head glumly as Ethel wheeled him around so he could watch the tube passengers gathering around the platform for the next train.
    Some were staring at the notice boards next to the ticket machines checking on delays and issues with the lines, others were reading morning papers, on their phone, talking to friends and colleagues, while some just stood there forlornly, occasionally staring at their watches with a tired look on their faces.  A few were casting glances their way and Gary smiled in return.
    "We're attracting some attention," said Gary to his mum.