“It’s a compelling picture you portray, Doc. I wonder if Cornwall suspects that it has lost a prime investigative detective and London has gained the best pathologist in the land?”
“Dear boy, your appreciation is as excellent as your coffee. Here’s my report. I must return with all haste to my base in Dacia.” He stood again, bent to retrieve his briefcase, opened it, took out a manila folder and slid it across the desk to Vance.
Remembering their earlier exchange, Vance quipped, “Wouldn’t Hibernia be a more appropriate province? Last time I called in on you, you were to the west, not the east, of us, Julius Caesar.”
Tremethyk roared with laughter. “I almost wish the authorities would open a morgue in this building. I enjoy crossing swords with you, DI Vance.”
“I don’t mind swords, but
