Joey found his sister on the dancefloor. Whispering his plans in her ear, he returned to Dominic and ushered him out of the packed, smoky club. Outside was desolate and Joey had the devil inside as he dragged Dom around the side of the building. It had been over two weeks since he had touched or even kissed him.

Both boys were totally unaware of the dark-haired woman sitting in the black Nissan Micra. Seeing the boys get into a minicab, Gina put her camera on the passenger seat. Mr Smith would be thrilled with the photographs she had just taken. All she had to do now was find out Joey’s friend’s full name and address, and her work would be complete.

Jed O’Hara had his own trailer on his father’s land. He had often asked Frankie to stay there in the past, but she had always refused. Tonight, however, with the ecstasy tablet clouding her judgement, Frankie was up for an adventure.

As Jed parked his Shogun on his father’s drive, he took Frankie by the hand.

‘Oh, my God! What the fuck is that?’ Frankie said, as she spotted an animal with horns walking towards her.

Jed giggled. The Es they had taken were fucking strong. ‘It’s a ram, you dinlo. What the fuck did you think it was? An elephant?’

Frankie was laughing hysterically as they traipsed across the field. Jed opened the door of his trailer and they fell into one another’s arms. The sex on an E was sensational, and they were at it hammer and tongs for hours.

Finally, Frankie gently pushed Jed away. She was sore down below and needed a break. ‘Can I have a look around?’ she asked him. So far, all she had seen of the trailer was the bedroom.

Jed poured them both a pint of water and smiled as she took in the surroundings. Frankie had no knowledge of travellers before she had met Jed and the way they lived intrigued her. ‘Why have you got so much china?’ she asked him.

Jed laughed. ‘’Cause me mother decorated it for me. She collects china and because she’s run out of room indoors, she now stores it in mine.’

Frankie stared intently at the plates decorating the wall. They were beautiful and had horses pulling pretty little gypsy carts.

‘You ever been on a horse and cart?’ Jed asked her.

Frankie smiled. ‘No. Why? Have you?’

Jed chuckled. ‘Course I have, you dinlo. I used to race the bloody things. I tell you what, daylight’s breaking now. Shall I harness one up and take you out for a ride?’

Frankie burst out laughing. ‘Go on, then, let’s do it.’

At 5.30 a.m., Jed and Frankie trotted off down the road. ‘Hey up,’ Jed shouted as he whipped the filly on the arse.