Liam was not at home. Captain Hook knew as soon as the lovely-looking middle-aged woman opened the door and flashed them a smile that Liam was not there. It was his instinct. He had begun looking for signs concerning this hostage he had never met before.
“Hello there,” Esther glanced at their uniforms with a smile. “Good to see you officers. Why are you here, is there any problem?”
Hook tried to smile past his tense facial features. “There’s no problem, ma’am. We’re looking for a person called Liam Laurent? Does he live here?”
“Yes, he does in fact live here.” She folded her arms and leaned on the door frame. “I wonder what he did this time. Are you here to arrest him, officer?”
“Not particularly. We’re just here to ask him some questions. Is he around at the moment so we can speak to
