“Shannon....”
Tom Mitchell’s voice seemed a long way away. She hurtled back from Venice.
“Guv—I’m sorry. It was a shock. I never thought anyone would want me in that way,” she said, glad she could explain herself without contradiction.
“Well, I’ll be just as proud to have you on the team.”
“Guv, I wonder if you could help me with a small job. I’ve got a case of perverting the course of justice. I need to be wired up for video and have a good camera. It’s nothing to do with operation Kakkada and I won’t be treading on any toes I promise.”
Tom Mitchell laughed. “I’m beginning to understand some of the comments on your file. If they’re up against you I’m sure some toes are gonna get hurt. Just tell me honestly. Is it legal?”
“Totally in pursuit of truth and justice, Sir.”
“Sir? Christ
