Chapter 8The Trouble with Andy
Maria Ross looked at her husband. Unusually, he'd been less than talkative about his latest case since arriving home. Andy normally discussed his cases with his wife, not revealing anything of a confidential nature, but enough that often led to her giving him her thoughts, insights and suggestions which had proved so useful over the years. This evening, his usual verve and enthusiasm for his current case was missing. With his own British, Portuguese and Indian ancestry, his colouring was normally a very healthy light shade of olive, but he looked pale, tired.
“Alright, Ross, what's wrong?” she suddenly demanded, and Andy Ross jerked in his seat as though he'd been mentally miles away.
“Eh, what? Nothing's wrong,” he tried to assure her.
“Don't try and pul
