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loud whisper, then, 'When you're finished with her, my friends and I have just enough left over for a gang bang.' "
"A gang bang?" repeated Mr. Justice Sackville, looking bemused.
"Yes, m'lord. It's when a group of men have sex with the same woman," said Redmayne. "Sometimes for money." He paused while the judge wrote down the words. Alex looked across at the jury, none of whom appeared to require any further explanation.
"Can you be sure those were his exact words?" asked Redmayne.
"It's not something I'm likely to forget," said Beth sharply.
"And was it the same man who said this?"
"Yes," said Beth, "Mr. Craig."
"How did Danny react this time?"
"He continued to ignore them—after all, the man was drunk—but my brother was the problem, and it didn't help when Mr. Craig added, 'Then why don't we go outside and sort it out?' "
"Then why don't we go outside," repeated Redmayne, "and sort it
out
?"
"Yes," said Beth, not quite sure why he was repeating her words.
"And
did
Mr. Craig join you outside?"
"No, but only because Danny pushed my brother into the alley before he could retaliate, and I quickly closed the door behind us."
Pearson picked up a red pen and underlined the words
pushed him out into the alley
.
"So Danny managed to get your brother out of the bar without any further trouble?"
"Yes," said Beth. "But Bernie still wanted to go back and sort him."
"And sort him?"
"Yes," said Beth.
"But you walked on down the alley?"
"Yes, I did, but just before I reached the road I found one of the men from the bar was standing in my way."
"Which one?"
"Mr. Craig."
"What did you do?"
"I ran back to join Danny and my brother. I begged them to return to the bar. That was when I noticed the other two men—one of them was Mr. Davenport—were standing by the back door. I turned round to see that the first man had been joined by his mate at the far end of the alley, and they were now walking towards us."
"What happened next?" asked Redmayne.
"Bernie said, 'You take Dickhead and I'll deal with the other three,' but before Danny could reply, the one my brother called Dickhead came running towards him and threw a punch that caught Danny on the chin. After that an almighty fight broke out."
"Did all four of the men join in?"
"No," said Beth. "Mr. Davenport remained by the back door and one of the others, a tall, skinny guy, hung back, and when my brother nearly knocked out the only other man willing to fight, Bernie told me to go and get a taxi as he was confident it would be all over fairly quickly."
"And did you?"
"Yes, but not until I was sure that Danny was getting the better of Craig."
"And was he?"
"No contest," said Beth.
"How long did it take you to find a taxi?"
"Only a few minutes," said Beth, "but when the cabbie drew up, to my surprise he said, 'I don't think it's a taxi you'll be needing, luv. If they were my friends, I'd be phoning for an ambulance,' and without another word he shot off."
"Has any attempt been made to locate the taxi driver concerned?" asked the judge.
"Yes, m'lord," replied Redmayne, "but so far no one has come forward."
"So how did you react when you heard the taxi driver's words?" Redmayne asked, turning back to Beth.
"I swung round to see my brother lying on the ground. He appeared tobe unconscious. Danny was holding Bernie's head in his arms. I ran back down the alley to join them."
Pearson made another note.
"And did Danny give an explanation as to what had happened?"
"Yes. He said that they had been taken by surprise when Craig produced a knife. He had tried to wrestle it from him when he was stabbing Bernie."
"And did Bernie confirm this?"
"Yes, he did."
"So what did you do next?"
"I phoned the emergency services."
"Please take your time, Miss Wilson, before you answer my next question. Who turned up first? The police or an ambulance?"
"Two paramedics," said Beth without hesitation.
"And how long was it before they arrived?"
"Seven, perhaps eight
"A gang bang?" repeated Mr. Justice Sackville, looking bemused.
"Yes, m'lord. It's when a group of men have sex with the same woman," said Redmayne. "Sometimes for money." He paused while the judge wrote down the words. Alex looked across at the jury, none of whom appeared to require any further explanation.
"Can you be sure those were his exact words?" asked Redmayne.
"It's not something I'm likely to forget," said Beth sharply.
"And was it the same man who said this?"
"Yes," said Beth, "Mr. Craig."
"How did Danny react this time?"
"He continued to ignore them—after all, the man was drunk—but my brother was the problem, and it didn't help when Mr. Craig added, 'Then why don't we go outside and sort it out?' "
"Then why don't we go outside," repeated Redmayne, "and sort it
out
?"
"Yes," said Beth, not quite sure why he was repeating her words.
"And
did
Mr. Craig join you outside?"
"No, but only because Danny pushed my brother into the alley before he could retaliate, and I quickly closed the door behind us."
Pearson picked up a red pen and underlined the words
pushed him out into the alley
.
"So Danny managed to get your brother out of the bar without any further trouble?"
"Yes," said Beth. "But Bernie still wanted to go back and sort him."
"And sort him?"
"Yes," said Beth.
"But you walked on down the alley?"
"Yes, I did, but just before I reached the road I found one of the men from the bar was standing in my way."
"Which one?"
"Mr. Craig."
"What did you do?"
"I ran back to join Danny and my brother. I begged them to return to the bar. That was when I noticed the other two men—one of them was Mr. Davenport—were standing by the back door. I turned round to see that the first man had been joined by his mate at the far end of the alley, and they were now walking towards us."
"What happened next?" asked Redmayne.
"Bernie said, 'You take Dickhead and I'll deal with the other three,' but before Danny could reply, the one my brother called Dickhead came running towards him and threw a punch that caught Danny on the chin. After that an almighty fight broke out."
"Did all four of the men join in?"
"No," said Beth. "Mr. Davenport remained by the back door and one of the others, a tall, skinny guy, hung back, and when my brother nearly knocked out the only other man willing to fight, Bernie told me to go and get a taxi as he was confident it would be all over fairly quickly."
"And did you?"
"Yes, but not until I was sure that Danny was getting the better of Craig."
"And was he?"
"No contest," said Beth.
"How long did it take you to find a taxi?"
"Only a few minutes," said Beth, "but when the cabbie drew up, to my surprise he said, 'I don't think it's a taxi you'll be needing, luv. If they were my friends, I'd be phoning for an ambulance,' and without another word he shot off."
"Has any attempt been made to locate the taxi driver concerned?" asked the judge.
"Yes, m'lord," replied Redmayne, "but so far no one has come forward."
"So how did you react when you heard the taxi driver's words?" Redmayne asked, turning back to Beth.
"I swung round to see my brother lying on the ground. He appeared tobe unconscious. Danny was holding Bernie's head in his arms. I ran back down the alley to join them."
Pearson made another note.
"And did Danny give an explanation as to what had happened?"
"Yes. He said that they had been taken by surprise when Craig produced a knife. He had tried to wrestle it from him when he was stabbing Bernie."
"And did Bernie confirm this?"
"Yes, he did."
"So what did you do next?"
"I phoned the emergency services."
"Please take your time, Miss Wilson, before you answer my next question. Who turned up first? The police or an ambulance?"
"Two paramedics," said Beth without hesitation.
"And how long was it before they arrived?"
"Seven, perhaps eight
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