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'Nick? Nick, you in ?' called Danny as he shut the front door.He'd had to use his spare key to open the door as Nick wasn't answering the bell, yet his window was open songs was definitely in. Nicholas Angel DID NOT go out and leave the windows open. You could take the cop outta London, but London remained in the cop! After a brief search downstairs Danny found Nick at the kitchen table. As Danny approaches the Kitchen he saw that the other man was completely frozen, like that living statue fella that caused the NWA to get their knickers in a twist a few years back. 'Hey Nick, what's up? You not talking to me or sumfing?'. Said Danny as he entered the kitchen, stopping suddenly at the scene that greeted him.Nick was still absolutely still, ice cream dripping rhythmically down his chin from the half eaten Cornetto that rested against his lips, eyes staring fixedly straight ahead. Danny made his way around the large pine table reaching out a hand to rest on the other man's shoulder.'Nick? You okay?'A burst of colour from the laptop screen on the table diverted Danny's attention for a moment and he almost choked at what he saw.'Hey the power of Greyskull!' He whistled. 'Looks like dinner's on you tonight then.'On the screen was a message stating that Inspector Nicholas Angel had just won £56 million on the Euromillions.'So,' said Danny turning back to his friend. 'Pizza or Chinese?'