CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
James was going through the reports piled on his desk in the squad room when McNamara arrived at the station.
“Take the files with you, James, and come into my office,” the Chief Inspector ordered without breaking his stride toward the other end of the room.
James stared after McNamara with befuddlement for a few seconds but then gathered all his papers and rushed to his office. The Chief Inspector had left the door open, so the Sergeant did not bother to knock. In fact, he knew that his boss would blow a gasket if he had done so.
"Should I close the door behind me, sir?" James asked before going to put his papers on the desk set close to the window.
"Why not?" McNamara shrugged with indifference. He had already hung his coat on the peg and now was busy with makin
