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AWARE THAT HIS FRIEND had given him the responsibility to make up for yesterday’s meeting, Burke accepted the task of bringing William Vine in gladly. Through the afternoon he sorted and collated the information that was gathered, searching for anything that would either confirm Vine was behind the vandalism or prove he couldn’t be, and for anything that would tell him where he could find the man to arrest him. William Vine worked in the warehouse of a supermarket as a fork-lift driver, and Burke decided that he would make the arrest there. It wasn’t the most discreet of places for an arrest, but he suspected Vine would make less of a fuss while surrounded by his friends and work colleagues. The idea was a sound one, with only one flaw, which unfortunately proved to be quite large; the