Ryan Sanderson swiped his mobile’s screen to answer the call before he looked to see who it was. ‘Detective Sergeant Sanderson.’
‘What? Who?’
‘It’s taking me a while. Be gentle.’
‘Chosen an office space yet? And when you were a cop, you didn’t use your whole fancy title.’ Brad Culley moved the phone away while he coughed.
‘I’m confused. Have you got COVID?’
‘That’s so last year. No, I don’t. Answer my question.’
‘Yes. It’s a great location and a really good set-up. I’m here now.’
‘You’re welcome.’
‘Give a man a chance. Anyway, all you did was introduce me to the real estate agent, tell her what I wanted, and where, and how much I was prepared to pay.’ Sandy could imagine Brad shaking his head in mock disbelief.
‘When can I come and see you? I want to pick your brain.’
‘Hang on, l
