Turned“Marcus, how are you?” said Jarrod when D.I. Allison answered the phone. Jarrod was just outside reception in the car park.
“Hello, Jarrod,” said D.I. Allison, not used to being addressed by his first name. “Things are going well, what can I do for you?”
“I just have a question for you,” said Jarrod. “I’m not sure whether or not you can answer it.”
There was a pause. Jarrod was compelled to continue.
“Do I need to be in the UK when the court cases come round?”
There was another pause. Before it got too awkward, D.I. Allison spoke. “By court cases, you’re talking about Murtaka Chiya and Jens Lermann? Well, yes, we will be expecting you to give evidence in their trials if and when we get to that point. Why do you ask? Not planning on a long holiday, are you?”
“Well, yes, actually
