The Met, really justifying what paltry funds we spend on them as it is.

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Panel 1 (narrow):
Si’s ears prick, still cradling Maleko.

Panel 2 (narrow):
Same view. She glances up.

Panel 3:
Nancy is the only one on the balcony. Carol has skidaddled.

Panel 4:
Moments later, Nancy and Si are carrying Maleko out of the ruined GLA building. Two members of Pandora are rushing to meet them.

Panel 5:
Same view. Nancy and Si deliver Maleko into the officers’ waiting arms.

SI: Relax, officers, he won’t be any trouble.

MALEKO: …’m sorry…

NANCY: Give him a blanket and some cocoa while you’re at it, eh?

Panel 6:
Same view. The officers set to work, one more curious as to why they’re following orders than the other, as Nancy and Si trundle off.

PANDORA 1: Sir, shouldn’t we be…arresting those two? Or something…?

PANDORA 2: One more word out of you, constable, and you’re out of the Zoom summer party.

Panel 7:
Wide view of the GLA building and environs. The armoured van and a police car are racing across tower bridge, too late to make a difference.