Chapter Six: Mysteries
Deputy Director Caulfield had arrived early for work the next morning, but headed straight for the canteen.
He was restless, unhappy. He knew he would be wasting his time to go straight to his office. He couldn't settle, he needed someone to talk to, someone to share his troubles. But
who? Most colleagues hated him.
Well, maybe that was a bit harsh, he reflected. They just despised him, and didn't want to be his friend.
Them Caulfield spotted Terry in the queue. When Terry had finished paying and was holding his tray, looking around for a seat, Caulfield called him over. Terry hesitated, but this
was the boss. Well, Deputy Boss.
"Don't worry," Caulfield assured him. "I'm not looking to chat. This is business. I need answers."
Terry unloaded his plate of baco
