Elementary, Inspector ConnorLucy Clay was the first to see the difference in her superior officer that morning. Something in the way he carried himself as he walked through the open plan sector of the department on the way to his office gave him away, and she was a detective after all.
“You look like the cat that got the cream this morning Boss,” she smiled at him. “Is there something I should know?”
“Morning Lucy,” he replied. “If you must know I had a very enjoyable evening in the company of a very fine lady, and I'm feeling on top of the world.”
“That's great Sir, and about time too if you don't mind me saying. Who's the lucky lady then, or is it a state secret?”
“As you say Sergeant, a state secret, or at least, my little secret for the time being. Out of respect for the lady, I'll
