Early Wednesday morning Pat was at his desk, drinking coffee and typing up his notes from the interviews they’d conducted the previous day, when Lina walked into the squad room.
‘You get around to looking into that case involving Bragg senior I mentioned?’
‘And good morning to you too, grumpy.’ Lina sat at her desk. ‘Not yet. Sort of got waylaid by Sally Gordon.’
‘Okay, you stick with that. I’ll get the file and see if it triggers anything.’ Pat leant back in his chair. ‘Sorry about that. Let me start again.’ He smiled. ‘Good morning. Hope you got a good night’s sleep.’
‘Did you?’ said Lina. ‘It’s not like you to be this grumpy in the morning.’
‘Might have had a few red wines too many,’ said Pat. ‘Alex is a bad influence on me.’
‘Yeah, right,’ said Lina. ‘More like the other way roun
