Something urgent and serious has just come up.’ The blonde-haired Deputy Head was as flustered today as she had been calm two days earlier. The strain of running the school without Peter Logan, of taking on his directorial role as well as maintaining her own myriad administrative duties as Deputy Head, was telling on her. ‘That’s all right,’ she said, more politely than she felt. ‘Thank God it’s Friday!’ ‘I apologize again, but I fear I’m here to add to your troubles.’ Lambert took her briefly through the phone call DI Rushton had received from the National Paedophile Unit at New Scotland Yard. ‘This information must be treated as highly confidential, of course,’ he concluded. ‘Mr Logan had merely voiced a suspicion; it’s possible there may be nothing in it. But it will have to be investigated.’ ‘Of course it will. We can’t risk having anyone like that working with children. And if Peter Logan was suspicious of anyone, it wouldn’t be without good reason.
