Chapter 7 – Book CoversJago decided to check on his wharfside apartment in Bermondsey. He hadn’t been there for a few months, and as usual his cleaner, Mrs B, had left it immaculate for him. On the pristine kitchen counter was a pile of backlogged mail. He familiarised himself with the place and opened the patio doors that overlooked the river. He made himself an Earl Grey tea and was sitting on the balcony, sifting through his mail, when he received a call from Abi.
“Hi, Boss, you’re going to like this. It seems that Ian had high levels of asbestos contamination. The pathologist reckons that he’d either been exposed to a major amount of the material or he’d had regular exposure to significant amounts. He said that Ian’s lungs contained positive pleural plaques of around thirty-five per c
