“We are not with these guys,” I shouted to the sergeant. “He doesn’t care, Tempest,” replied Big Ben. “I told him that already.” “Hey, Sarge,” I tried again but he continued to ignore me. “Everyone is going to the station, Tempest,” said Amanda. “It’s the only way we can sort this out.” I could see it from their point of view: A building on fire (probably arson), multiple murder attempts, people assaulted and no clear idea what the hell was going on. I would have arrested everyone, too.  A short while passed and we were loaded into vans under guard and taken to Maidstone Police Station.





