Chapter 11“Look Mrs...”
“Doctor” Victoria corrected quietly. She hadn’t expected Tom Blackstone’s colleague to have been such a powerfully built man. His dark blue uniform jacket seemed to struggle to accommodate his weighty bulk. He was alone at his station in the process of devouring one of two rather large MacDonalds big breakfast burgers, laced with far too much ketchup already bursting out of the bun. The smell of them, coupled with the man’s unholy ‘unwashed’ stench caused Victoria almost to gag. She vowed to herself that the interview with him would be over as quickly as possible, but she had promised Blackstone that she would look into the happenings of the night before and prepared herself for having to suffer this man’s horrible odours for as long as it took.
“I don’t know what
