Dressing again, Hook sees the potted plants on the windowsill drooping from a lack of water and light. Taking one of the plastic ablution jugs for believers from its shelf Hook enters a cubicle, washes his hands and face and realises his knuckles are still throbbing. Washing away the blood he sees on his left hand small diamond-shaped dots on each knuckle, borstal-speak for ‘kill the cops’; and on his right hand, to emphasise the point, four letters: ‘ACAB’.
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