"Yeah, of course you're fine." Paco looked over Hart's shoulder and eyed the police, working away at the scene. "Is that your parents?" He let out a low whistle. Who would be fine when their parents were dead like that on the dirty ground? He'd seen it himself. The way they'd shot the gun, the way Hart had cried out so desperately and painfully. He was not fine.

It seemed weird to pretend otherwise. "They shot them for no reason." Paco said without thinking, a small frown on his face. They gave over the money and the jewellery so why pull the trigger? It seemed weird.