CHAPTER 10
A sharp knock on the apartment door woke Grant with a start. He looked at his watch. It was 8am. Before he could even get out of bed there was another knock, this time louder.
“Okay, I’m coming,” he shouted as he climbed out of the bed settee and reached for a pair of shorts on the nearby chair. Slipping them on he zipped them up and opened the door to find himself staring into the face of the police chief he had seen some thirteen days ago.
“Buenos dias senor Campbell,” he said. “May I come in?” Before waiting for an answer he brushed past Grant. It was then Grant noticed two uniformed armed officers waiting outside the door.
“Have you found my wallet?” Grant asked, “Is that why you’ve come? I must say I never really expected…”
“No senor. It is not about your wallet. I am
