CHAPTER ELEVEN
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“DAVID, HOLD ON,” HE shouted to the coroner, who had already gone around the corner to take the stairs.
“What is it, lad?” the coroner turned back to the DCI.
“I’m sorry, old chap, but we’ve just found Gordon, the lad who was missing. You will have to come with me,” McNamara replied ruefully. “Just give me a moment to talk to Steven first and then...”
“We can meet there, lad,” the coroner interrupted him at once. “Only tell me where to go. You have to give me a fair handicap, after all,” the man smirked. “I know the way you drive, and otherwise, you’ll be the one who will have to wait for me there,” the coroner tried to lighten McNamara’s frown with his levity.
The DCI’s mouth twitched with mirth, and only after a few moments, he was able to give the
