Having composed himself, Dr Davidson returned to the room at the precinct and was absorbed in sifting through the new data on the victims. Installed behind his desk, which was now brimming over with paperwork, he made notes from this page and that. ‘Fascinating, oh, intriguing,’ he muttered to himself as he went through the transcripts. He was utterly possessed by the case; this killer was, for him, the ultimate psychopath.
Fascinating, oh, intriguing,As McCall and Steel entered the room, he was preoccupied and didn’t seem to hear, even though McCall had knocked loudly. She threw Steel a can you believe him look, then tried coughing, but still, he didn’t answer.
can you believe him , ‘Morning, Doc,’ she announced. This finally had an effect. The doctor glared at her, and she stared right
