Chapter 32
Exonerated
Mick Howell approached Scotland Yard warily. Accompanied by George and an even more cautious Tommy, they paused at the entrance.
“There’s nought fer yer t’ be worried about, Tommy. ’Tis me they’re wantin’.”
“Mebbe, but it still makes me nervy ter be near so many policemen.”
“Well, at least yer’ve nothin’ ter be accused of since I’ve been payin’ yer. Likely t’ most honest work yer’ve done!”
Laughing, Mick approached the entrance to the building.
Inside the foyer, a policeman looked up from the writing desk that served as a reception.
“Kin I ’elp yer, sir?”
“That’ll be good o’ yer. I’ve a need ter see Inspector Williams.”
The policeman looked him over, then at his companions. “’Ave an appointment, sir?”
“No, but ’e sent word ’e wanted ter see me. T’ name’s ’O
