The suspicion in Talan’s voice surprised me. I knew Nick Crawford hadn’t told him everything but I couldn’t see why Talan doubted him.
‘Ay, he does.’ This was Gregory.
‘Gregory makes a good cup of morning tea.’ Nick added.
It was enough for Talan and he started up the stairs. He was not as fit as he could be, I noticed, and he took his time.
We waited in silence. Each of us, I thought, wanted one of the others to leave. I wanted Nick to go, so I could finish questioning Gregory. Nick, I guessed, wanted Gregory to go so he could question me. And Gregory? I didn’t know. Symmetry would suggest he wanted me to go, but actually I thought he wanted all of us to go and leave him in peace. By the time Talan came down, the silence between us had solidified.
‘Doesn’t look as though they tried t
