“There must be something you remember about him, George. What about the colour of his hair?”
“I"ve told Judith, Harry. There is nothing. At the check-in he wore a hat, and I was never that close in the hotel. I never saw his face only the name I heard when I was beside him at Heathrow. I never looked across in case it spooked him. He was taller than me…that"s all I have. It was a long time ago, and I never thought it would end up like this. If I had, I would have taken a photograph or maybe a gun would have been better, and then we wouldn"t be where we are now! Look, it"s no good how long you go on…I just can"t remember.” He was agitated, as we all were, but George was more so. His frustration was born from all that Tanya had said, and I hadn"t had a chance to address any of it. He had sp
