DI Naylem rose from his seat and handed Ray a copy of the fax received from the Cumbrian police as he said, "I'll leave this with you sir, don't get up, I'll see myself out, goodbye sir." "Yes.. thanks Norman, goodbye." Responded Ray. Ray lit another cigarette and took another gulp of his lager, his mind was spinning between grief and paradise as he studied the fax left by DI Naylem. He read it once, twice and three times before he realised that the piece of paper he held in his hand represented a signed and sealed passport to a new life, a life of love, excitement, a life of pure bliss that he never imagined could ever be possible. A new life with Lucy! His prior envy of Nick had evaporated like steam from a Chinese laundry.