Chapter 19
McDuff let the jail’s front door close behind him as quietly as possible, not wanting to alert Stewart to his presence. He’d barely managed to restrain himself from charging in when the imperious ass shouted loud enough to be heard outside.
He’d settled for waving his hands in the window, hoping the poor fellow facing down a City of London Police Superintendent quite possibly not in his right mind would see him.
McDuff still wasn’t sure if he noticed, but the young man had made great enough show of opening and locking the jail’s inner door in place to allow McDuff to slip inside unnoticed.
Now, standing in the run-down entry of the jail that he barely remembered walking through, trying not to breathe in the fouled air he remembered all too well, McDuff watched Stewart walk a
