CHAPTER 1 - MCNAMARA DECIDES TO TAKE ACTION
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MCNAMARA RUBBED HIS forehead and then glanced at his watch impatiently. He scowled. It was almost eight in the evening.
He had put in another long day, in spite of his promise to stop staying in the office and working overtime, especially when he didn’t have an active case. He knew he would record enough overtime then, and such a harsh regimen wouldn’t work forever.
Everybody had their limits. The D.C.I. was realistic enough to reckon that time would come for him as well. One day, he would have to pay the price for his lack of respect towards his own body. He shook his head and muttered a few choice words under his breath.
The man stood up and stretched his strained muscles. His knotted fibres objected loudly. He grimaced when he fe
