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It was a couple of minutes before Simon Bonner entered the office on the heels of Constable Havers, who resigned himself to a standing position off to one side when he realised there was nowhere for him to sit once Bonner had taken the seat at the desk.
If Bonner was concerned about being questioned in connection with a death, he showed no sign of it. He sat across the desk from the inspector, looking calmer and more composed than the average person would have under the circumstances. His eyes darted around the room, taking in all there was to see, which wasn’t much, before coming to rest on Nathan and assuming an intensity that would have disturbed most people.
Nathan didn’t need the information from the email Stephen had sent to know that Bonner had had dealings with the police bef
