Tony, beyond explanations, put his head in his hands and wept. The detective brings back two cups of coffee, one for himse one for lan. He's been checking things, using the computer, making some phone calls. lan sits ready to tell him the end of the story "We had to think of a way to get the drugs back to Eddie He has a nightclub in Dundee. We drove up there, night before last, and put the drugs in one of the rubbish skips at the back of the club. Then we phoned the club and told them where to find the packets. The problem was that their rubbish skips are emptied at night. So sometime that night, the skip got emptied. And and it was me who made the phone call... and there were two numbers in the phone- book. I meant to phone the office number, but I got it wrong and phoned the other number, which is a phone by the bar. Anyway, someone answered, I said my piece, and put the phone down. Maybe it was a customer, maybe they went outside and got the drugs for themselves before the skip was emptied... maybe they thought I was crazy or something Ian's voice is shaking, he's almost crying. So Mr Hart didn't get his drugs back?' the detective uesses. Ian nods. And now your brother and Malc have gone missing?' Eddie's got them,' says Ian. He must have. And so you want us to protect you?' the detective asks. I'm in terrible danger," lan says. 'I mean, there's a price on my head now. You've got to help me!