Much of The Great Spectrum of Criminality goes unfictionalised. Shame, really. Stealing Broadband, popping a hand up a vending machine, jimmying manholes, car tipping …the world of small crime, shadow crime, and the guilt, hubris and paranoia that fuel and cripple it’s denizens , is vast and bountiful.
Laying the roots of Lt. Taylor’s final night (an idea I’d drawn out a while ago) meant working up a few of the lighter-weight unlawfuls. Fun stuff, and it seemed a shame to just leave them lying on a page somewhere, criminal even (yes I did). So I worded them, even coloured them (yes I did). Look on, and lose forever a small, largely inconsequential amount of the peace of mind you will probably actually get back quite quickly.