Chapter EighteenKnocking on a door on the first floor, Forrest waited a few moments for Catherine to open it.
He entered the room she had been given, “How come you get a place this nice and I’m stuck bunking with a group of marines?”
“There are still perks to being one of the fairer s*x, you know.” The brief smile she had when she spoke disappeared when she looked at him, “You didn’t come here to discuss the sleeping arrangements, did you?”
“I’m going to have some dinner and then I’m heading down to the village pub with the specialist who’ll be interrogating Balasi and several of the lads I’m bunking with.”
Catherine interrupted him, “Nice chap, this specialist?”
“She seems very committed.” He approached the window and looked out at the snow falling outside.
“Attractive, is she?”
