Chapter 15Mary and Steve located the pharmacy and were shown into the head of department's office.
“Hello Officers, what's all this about?” Fraser Sinclair stood; he slicked thin wisps of grey hair off of his face, extended his hand in greeting, then pointed to the utilitarian plastic chairs facing his desk.
Watching the pharmacist, Steve was all too aware of his own bald pate, although unlike Sinclair, his baldness was compensated by a recently grown full beard. Almost subconsciously, he ran his fingers through the hairs covering his chin as he nodded to Mary to commence the questioning.
“Mr Sinclair, thank you for seeing us at such short notice,” Mary said as she sat down.
“It's Doctor Sinclair.” Seeing the quizzical look, he added, “I'm not a medical practitioner, I have a scientifi
