It took all morning to find Leroy and when Emma finally did catch up to him, he was passed out cold on the park bench. He smelt as though he'd not been home for a few days and his clothes were filthy, covered in all sorts of muck and grime. His trousers looked as though they'd been soaked and then dried out, sort of crispy in appearance. Emma didn't think he'd been that down on his luck but it certainly looked otherwise. There was an empty plastic bottle of cheap cider at the side of the bench and she couldn't help wrinkle her face up as she looked down at him.

"Hey! Leroy!" she said, daring to prod his shoulder. "Wake up." The slumbering tramp muttered something and tried to swat her hand away. "I need to talk to you."

"Okay officer, I'll get moving." He said, his voice slurring and foggy with sleep.

"No Leroy, it is the sheriff but I need to talk to you about something else, now we can either do that here or we can do it at the station. It's up to you but make your mind up quick." She said shoving her hands on her hips.

"Emma?" he said sitting up. He placed a dirty hand on his forehead and moaned. "Is there coffee at the station?" he asked.

"Yes, and a shower too." She answered indicating his dirty clothes.

"Whoa, must have been a good one!" he said, his voice sounding as though he'd swallowed gravel. Emma raised an eyebrow as she watched Leroy bring himself round a bit more. "I'm sorry sheriff," he said.

"No you're not, just get yourself together."

An hour later, Leroy was sat opposite her at the station, a fresh cup of coffee in his hand, his fourth one since arriving, and smelling a little better than when she'd found him. "So what's all this about Emma?" he said.

"I need to know where you were two nights ago."

"Pff, good luck with that one sister, I've been drinking solidly for four days, I can barely remember anything." He said with a snort. Emma could well believe him too, the state she'd found him in.

"Look, I'm going to be straight with you, Amelia Cunningham was broken into two nights ago and some valuable items were stolen from her home. You are one of four people who knew where these things were kept so I need to know where you were. I don't care how much of a bender you've been on." Emma said trying to keep her voice level as she spoke. She knew she was failing but he'd need a better excuse than that one to get him off the hook.

"Who the hell would want to rob that girl?" Leroy said with a frown.

"I don't know, I was hoping you'd be able to help me out on that one." Emma replied folding her arms over her chest. "I know you were with Regina the other night as well so don't give me crap about being drunk, I want some answers." Emma said. She watched Leroy's face pale and he swallowed hard. Hearing this was going to be good!