CHAPTER 6- Matiu -
As the door slams, Matiu stands and spreads his hands in a placating manner.
“I’ll go talk to her,” he says, putting down his napkin. “It’s been a big day. You know our Pandora, doesn’t cope very well under pressure.”
“Yes, well,” Mum says, tapping her wine glass with one manicured nail, “that’s why I don’t think she should be getting herself mixed up in this police business. You go talk some sense into her, darling. She listens to you.”
“That’s right,” Dad agrees, his voice relaxed but the tight set of his shoulders speaking volumes. He turns to Craig. “So, this new biofuel prospect in the Waikato, who’s behind it?”
Dismissed, Matiu nods to their dinner guest and heads for the door. Pandora isn’t in the hallway, so he presumes she’s taken the lift to the ground flo
