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‘What were you doing in the bushes?’ one of the police officers asked them. He was young, probably not a whole lot older than they were, but he spoke with an air of authority.
‘Nothing,’ Zoran said.
‘Well you don’t just sit inside a bush for no reason, do you? The park’s been closed for three hours. How did you get in?’
‘A hole in the fence,’ Milan said. Zoran kicked him.
‘What are your names?’ the officer asked. His colleague had walked a few paces away and was speaking into his handheld radio.
Zoran looked at Milan and indicated that they shouldn’t speak.
‘Alright, where are you from?’
Again, the boys didn’t speak.
‘Staying silent isn’t going to help you, I’m afraid. We had a call from a local shopkeeper who’s reported a theft. Now, are you going to tell us what you were doin
