Donna turned the pages. Little boys were displayed, then girls and boys together, in disgusting poses with one another. Girls with girls and boys with boys. It wasn’t until the twentieth page that men appeared on the screen, and always their faces were not visible. It was either the back of their head, or else their face was obscured by a child’s leg or arm.

Dolly picked up Donna’s drink and placed it in her hands. ‘How do they do this, Donna? I never knew they could do this.’

Donna took a large gulp of her scotch and sighed. ‘The technology now is amazing, Dolly. If my guess is right, they’re sending this down a phone line. It’s just the next step from a phone call, really. The keyboard is the dial and the telephone receiver is the screen. It’s like making a visual phonecall. The graphics are brilliant nowadays, as you can see.’

‘So Georgio was using this computer to bring the stuff into the country?’

Donna shook her head. ‘You can do this anywhere, Dolly, on any compatible PC.’

‘Well, I think there’s something fishy going on here with all of them,’ Dolly said fiercely. ‘Davey Jackson, Georgio, the lot of ’em.’

Donna gulped at her scotch. ‘That’s what I have to find out, isn’t it?’ she said bitterly.

Dolly sighed. ‘How are you going to do that, girl? Ask your man himself?’

Donna pushed her hair back off her face and said seriously, ‘No, Dolly, I wouldn’t accuse Georgio of this unless I had the proof and I haven’t any proof at all he was involved in any of it.’

Dolly snorted through pursed lips. ‘What the hell more do you want, my girl? You’re blinkered where he’s concerned, do you know that?’

‘The Message file on here said “Give my regards to everyone at The Black Dog”. Well, The Black Dog is one of the holdings I own with Stephen through Talkto. I will pull the address from the files and go and find out what I can from there.’

Dolly was annoyed. ‘You won’t have anything said against him, will you, Donna? Can’t you see that he has to be in on all this, eh? Are you telling me it was going on behind his back then?’

‘I don’t know, Dolly, but I can find out,’ Donna said desperately. ‘And until I know for certain then I’ll take it my husband, the man you supposedly love like a son, is innocent. I can’t accept that Georgio would have anything to do with this lot. I know him better than anybody, Dolly. Better than you or Stephen or anyone.’

‘Yeah, you knew him so well he was masterminding bank robberies behind your back—’