CHAPTER 37
LUKE SWORE UNDER his breath as he dodged around the portly grey-haired man ambling along the corridor. What was it about this place? Everything seemed to run at half-speed.
The meeting he’d just been in had lasted four hours when it should have been over in one, and when they’d served coffee halfway through, it had been both instant and cold. Public sector bureaucracy at its finest. He rubbed his temple with his free hand, and it throbbed. At least the paracetamol he’d taken half an hour ago was starting to kick in. Why did government procurement processes have to be so tedious? He’d been chasing this job for over two years, and nobody had made a decision yet.
Still, if they could clinch the contract to provide a new data protection system to whatever branch of the security s
