Chapter 10Lionel looked confident as he approached the interview room. Aged sixty-two, he was only slightly short of six foot in height and his full head of hair was a natural brown colour. His robust and muscular frame conveyed the impression of a military deportment and, supplemented by a Mediterranean tan, he could easily have passed for ten years younger.
Despite the inclement conditions, he had no jacket, was dressed in an open-necked shirt worn loosely over chinos, and he was carrying a pilot case.
“DC McAvoy said you needed to see the invoice for the knife set. I don't understand the urgency, but I suppose that's your business. I also took a photocopy and I brought it and the original along with the whole of the receipts file for this year and the cash book, in the event you wante
