MAKING CRIME PAY
I left her standing in front of us for over five minutes as I read the file slowly to make her feel ill at ease. Clare was the company accountant and she had been fiddling the books!
In her early forties, she would be a very attractive woman if she cared to be. A little overweight, due mainly to her Double-D bust, she was certainly not fat. All the same, being stood in one place for an extended period was clearly uncomfortable for her. When I called her up, she arrived with a big smile on her face; perhaps expecting a promotion or something, but that smile disappeared instantly when she recognised Grant, my compliance officer, sitting next to me.
I eventually started things off with my most unfriendly voice. “Why do you think you’re in front of me, Clare?”
She went whi
