A rendering, usually a drawing, of a person or thing with exaggerated or distorted featuresThe blonde woman’s face appeared in the doorway, and she eyed my prone stance with concern. “Is everything okay, Detective Sergeant?” she asked.
“Yes.” Henare choked out his reply and searched in his drawer for another pen, his fingers returning empty. “Please, can you fetch me something to write with?”
She trotted away on sensible flat soles, her mid-length hair bouncing against her white shirt. “Obviously your broken legs mean you can’t get it for yourself,” she muttered under her breath, her words in time with the staccato beat of her steps.
Henare released a long breath and leaned back in his seat to observe me through narrowed eyelids. “Did you give Nathan Watson’s partner and children a ride
