Oh, dear…

… I feared as much, though I never said so.

I finally weakened and telephoned Alfredo. It was quite a game finding his telephone number, I can tell you. I’d lost it if I ever had it. Anyway, his mother tells me he’s been “taken away by detectives over a week ago” – her very words, and his computer confiscated. She clearly blames me. Then she says her boyfriend Kevin is dealing with it. Why don’t I ring back and speak to him.

I ring back and speak to Kevin. He tells me Alfredo is being held in some secure police station, and they are talking about The Terrorism Act, and all sorts. Kevin’s clearly not “dealing with it”. He doesn’t even have a telephone number for the police station. I ask him to find it out. More tomorrow.

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