Chapter Nine
Carl and Harry walked into the light-filled reception area of the offices of McLaren Construction, located in a modern two storey building on the edge of the East Park central business district, at three minutes to two.
‘Detective Inspector West to see Mr McLaren,’ said Carl, showing the receptionist his ID.
‘Take a seat please, Inspector. I’ll let Mr McLaren know you’re here.’
As Carl and Harry were sitting down, a red Mercedes SUV turned in off the street and pulled into the car park. A middle-aged man dressed in a suit emerged from the vehicle and walked in through the automatic doors, looking at his watch. The receptionist pointed towards the waiting area and he walked over to where Carl and Harry were sitting.
‘Hi, I’m Rory.’ He extended his hand. ‘Hope I haven’t kep
