Chapter 7
‘Hertfordshire have found another sir.’
Charlie Sinclair rose to his feet, placing the document he was reading upon the desk ‘Tell them not to touch a thing until I get there.’
‘Yes sir,’ Mandy Richardson replied.
‘Get Curtis and tell him to be downstairs and outside the main entrance in five minutes.’
‘I think he is on his break sir’
I don’t care where the bloody hell he is. Get him to meet me in five. Got it?’
‘Yes sir.’
Charlie removed his jacket from the back of his chair and slipped it on.
‘And Mandy,’ he said as she was about to leave through the door; ‘please excuse my French.’
‘Yes sir.’ She said with an understanding smile.
He placed a hand upon her shoulder. ‘Nasty business, sometimes I forget my Ps and Qs.’
‘I totally understand sir.’
Mandy let him pass an
