And about half an hour ago we got a call saying someone had seen this guy leaving a house in the same area. That’s where we’re heading now.” He glanced at her quickly. “The team will be there. I couldn’t keep this to myself.” Roz scowled. She’d expected as much, but she didn’t like it. “Just keep me away from them.” Ryan reached into his pocket and handed her something. A pin-on badge with “Visitor” in big letters. Roz fixed it to her jacket and stared out of the window some more. They were driving along the embankment now, the river gleaming in the lights. It was close to midnight and the roads were quiet—mainly red buses and the odd cab, but they made good time. “Will we be able to go in first?” “Yes, I told the team to wait outside.” “Good.” Finally, Ryan pulled into a wide residential road, well lit with streetlights at regular intervals.
