“Inspector Ross? Good morning to you. My name is Ethan Tiffen. The lady on the switchboard tells me you"re seeking some information on Visa applications?”
The voice on the telephone immediately reminded Ross of New York, having spent a holiday there himself a couple of years previously with Maria. It was rare for them both to be able to secure a week away from work at the same time, so their brief time in The Big Apple remained firmly embedded in his mind, as did the unmistakable accent of a native New Yorker.
“Yes, well, something like that, Mr. Tiffen,” said Ross in reply to Tiffen"s cheerful voice.
“Hey, please call me Ethan, Inspector, and tell me exactly how the United States Immigration Service can help the police up there in Liverpool, I think Deirdre said?”
“My name"s Andy, and
