Might have to. A similar situation happened about five or six years ago, oddly enough with the same set of characters. Basically, after one of my and Sam's rare arguments, our flat got trashed and graffiti scrawled on the wall - interestingly, in almost invisible and water soluble ink, which we never even noticed for about six months. Anyway, because of the break-in and the criminal damage, I had no choice to get the police in and everyone implicated, Sam included, spent an afternoon in the cells pending questioning. I was forced to drop all charges though, because there was no way to accuse the others and not involve Sam, whom I knew had nothing to do with it (later that day she walked out from the others and came home to me by herself; she missed me as much as I missed her, then and now). Actually I found out later that there had been a way, but it wasn't advertised at the time. In some ways it turned out to be a good thing, since there probably wouldn't be a Shell and I now, but this twat could seriously benefit from being put down. Even if I'm a soft touch, he's going to try it just once too often with the wrong people.
At the age of five, Skagra decided emphatically that God did not exist. This revelation tends to make most people in the universe who have it react in one of two ways - with relief or with despair. Only Skagra responded to it by thinking, 'Wait a second. That means there's a situation vacant.'
