“DO YOU FEEL UP TO TALKING now, Mr Stopper?” Nathan asked as the younger man sipped at his fourth mug of coffee.
“You’re a detective, right?” Neil asked, a worried look creasing his brow.
Nathan could hardly blame the young man for being worried after what he had found. “Right,” he agreed. “I did introduce myself on the doorstep, but I don’t think you were really in a fit state to understand what I was saying.” He took out his warrant card and held it up for inspection. “Detective Inspector Stone. Detective Constable Georgius, my partner, is the young lady who has been sobering you up.”
Neil didn’t waste time checking the warrant card, he didn’t even glance at it, he was sure it was genuine. Frantically, he searched his memory, trying to remember if he had hidden the money he and Lee ha
