‘Right . . . Mr. Foxley would go into his office around seven thirty or eight in the morning. He would call me to pick up all three dogs. Then I would walk them and feed them and take them back to his office late afternoon and give him back his keys.’ He looked at Jane. ‘Am I going too fast for you, love?’

‘No. I’m fine, thank you, Mr. Newman.’

‘This arrangement was mostly during the week and he would pay me extra if he was going away on a weekend and wanted me to keep them overnight. But he should have had that bloody sausage dog spayed when I told him to. That’s why he had her and I had the other two.’

Jane looked up. ‘Did you know Mr. Foxley’s ex-wife?’

‘Oh, yes. Sometimes I used to take the dogs over to her place. His daughter Clara loved having the dogs. I don’t think his missus did, though. But those times I’d drive them over to her house in Barnes and leave her the keys to the Volvo. When I knew about this situation, God rest his soul, I was getting worried that I’d be dumped with the bloody dogs and I’d be right out of pocket – and he owes me anyway.’

‘Were you always paid in cash?’ Jane asked.

‘Always. If the dogs stayed overnight, I’d get ten quid. That’s picking them up, taking them for a walk, feeding them and taking them back the next day. So then I get a call from George.’

Tyler raised his hand. ‘George who?’

‘George Henson. He’s a film director, a friend of the ex-Mrs. Foxley. He calls me to ask if I could pick up Toots and still look after the dogs. I told him I was owed money and I needed transport. But I’ve got a mate who said he’d lend me his van for a tenner. George told me there wasn’t going to be anybody in later.’

Tyler raised his hand again. ‘So, you took a van with two dogs to Justine Harris’s house, where George Henson was, and you collected the third dog?’

‘Correct.’

‘Did he pay you?’

‘He gave me eight quid, which was not the full amount if I was to keep these dogs, and there was the extra money for the van, so I decided I’d had enough and took them to the agency and left them there.’

‘Did you ever meet any of Mr. Foxley’s associates?’

‘I met the two silly cows at the reception desk and a couple of others, but I was basically in and out.’

‘What about his friends?’