Well this was yesterday's report and i believe they have been in court today.
Lets hope his parents can soon put their son to rest.
TWELVE people have now been arrested over the murder of Liverpool schoolboy Rhys Jones.
More than 100 Merseyside Police officers raided 10 addresses in Croxteth early this morning.
Four males aged 17, 24, 25, and 16 were arrested on suspicion of murdering the 11-year-old in Croxteth Park in August last year.
Another 17-year-old has been arrested on suspiscion of assisting an offender.
In total, nine men and three women have been detained at police stations across Merseyside for a variety of alleged offences, a police spokesman said.
Rhys was shot by a teenage gunman on a bicycle on the car park of the Fir Tree pub on August 22.
Despite more than 30 arrests no-one has been charged over his death.
Following the dawn raids at addresses in the tough Croxteth neighbourhood of Liverpool, including a 16-year-old boy who was arrested on suspicion of assisting an offender, attempting to pervert the course of justice and possession of a firearm and ammunition.
A 49-year-old man and a 15-year-old boy were arrested on suspicion of assisting an offender and attempting to pervert the course of justice.
Three women, aged 50, 54 and 21 years, and a 22-year-old man, were arrested on suspicion of attempting to pervert the course of justice.
A force spokesman said the 12 suspects will be interviewed by murder squad detectives.
"Now God wanted a football match
And to play it up in heaven
But first he needed players
And select his first eleven.
Georgie Best, big Brian Labone
The legend Dixie Dean
Alan Ball and Bobby Moore
All made it in the team.
He needed one more player
Someone who would be quick
From up above he looked down
And saw Rhys there in his kit.
So Rhys was taken up above
God took him by the hand
To play the game he loved so much
Where sponsorship is banned.
There is no cheating either as
God is the referee
There are no mega wages
And the transfers they are free.
The games are live on telly
You don't have to subscribe
The players all stay on their feet
Cos no one takes a dive.
So Rhys plays now so happily
To the angels in the crowd
And every time he hits the net
They roar his name so loud.
Have fun my little blue boy
You're safe and in God's care
Till it's time for me to get my boots
And join with you up there." - a Dad's poem for Rhys Jones