14 Tea for TwoRaisha Rebrov opened the front door still wearing oven gloves and a pink apron. McCormack and Hunt stood for a while just taking in this alternative vision of their new boss as a paragon of domestic bliss.
‘Rob, Neil… Don’t just stand there! Come in! Would you like a hot drink?’ Rebrov asked, trying to bring her two subordinates out of their state of shock.
‘Yeah, tea’s good for me,’ Hunt replied first.
‘Coffee please, Boss.’
‘Follow me then! I’ll take you to Paul.’
Finally, they followed obediently, ogling their boss’s voluptuous rear. Hunt turned his head quickly and directed an appreciative, if lecherous, expression at his partner. Halfway down the hallway, Rebrov stopped and ushered the two men into the study where Paul Clay sat examining the faxed crime report from
