[MaC] "Now we know..."

[Brian Schoner]

> Outside, all was still in darkness, although the approaching 
> dawn (it had been a long night) was giving shape and definition
> to the outline of buildings and rubble that marked the remains
> of the tower block that had once stood next to Mortmioan Mansions.
> Two policeman could be seen, close at hand, talking in low voices
> - at a slightly greater distance, a group of soldiers were just
> visible, focused on something on the ground.
> 
> "Stop him!" shouted the Inspector.
> 
> The two policeman looked up.
> 
> "Hey - you can't go there, Sir!" one called, while the other, 
> of a more practical bent, ran towards Philip, stumbling over the
> rough ground.
> 
> The first policeman sounded his whistle in urgent alert, and 
> the soldiers looked up. 

Philip didn't stop, didn't turn; he merely kept running, away from the
police, from the soldiers, from the scene of the crime, from the people who
knew his guilt, from everything.