As always, wherever the inspector happened to be, an air of calm and order prevailed. “Am I glad to see you here, Frank. Now I don’t have to keep looking over my shoulder for procedural cock-ups.” He chuckled. “Truth to tell, Kate, I was damned glad to get called to this job. It’s a handy excuse to keep out of the house for a bit. I’m going to find myself a room at a local pub.” Kate hoisted her eyebrows. “Hey, it’s not too far for you to travel back and forth each day. I had you tagged as a home-lover.” “The thing is, Louise has got her parents staying with us for a week or so. Lovely people, of course, but a couple of days of their overeager company is enough to wear me down. I told them how desolated I was that I couldn’t stick around for the remainder of their visit.” “You hypocritical bastard.” “You reckon I should have told them the ugly truth?” A couple of blue-overalled Telecom men walked in, carrying boxes of equipment. Frank excused himself and went to get them organised.
