CHAPTER TWENTY
Angus had never been an even-tempered man, and he did like and did know how to express his displeasure when he had to do it. Even now, aware that he was deucedly stuck in a very tough spot, the man still grumbled.
Anger washed over the old man in rebellious waves, and the flinty glint in his gaze spoke volumes.
Angus did not care that the policemen could hear his curses. A man was entitled to show his real feelings in such circumstances, regardless of the consequences.
Despite his fury, the old man noticed that some of the forensic experts struggled to hold their grins back. That stocked the fire of his embarrassment. However, others shuddered and did their best to stay far from him, which felt like balsam on his soul.
Steven Gilchrist, the forensic team leader, tried h
