Chapter 8
Ernest felt excited. It was the first time he went to Scotland Yard since when he left the Homicide.
As soon as he walked in the building he felt a weird sensation. All the cases he dealt with came into his mind; the ones he got to resolve with success but also the ones who stayed unsolved. Ernest remembered those times longingly; nothing but ghost hunting! He felt at home inside there. He headed towards inspector Carter’s office and he didn’t even have to knock.
His ex boss was buried in paperwork; but as soon as he saw Ernest a smile lit up his face.
“ Son!” he said, stood up and hugged him.
The head inspector of the Homicide was way over fifty years old, but he looked younger. He was a tall man with light eyes, dark hair and a sweetheart face. He had calm and quiet ways.
