CHAPTER ELEVEN
After a brief discussion with Jo and Mike about the direction of the investigation and everything that they still had to do in the field, James, together with Claire, drove back to the station.
The trepidation he felt drumming in his chest made him push the speed pedal with too much vigour, which never had happened to him before. The Sergeant preferred driving carefully. However, the man did not seem aware that his car was already cruising at ten miles more per hour than it should have.
Claire stole surreptitious glances at James, wondering what went through his mind. She knew that McNamara appreciated him and did not think that the DCI would complain about how the DS had managed the squad in his absence.
“What’s bothering you, Ainsley?” Claire asked, forgetting about ad
