A hearty breakfast with Maria, followed by a smooth drive to headquarters through unusually quiet streets during his short commute from Prescot put Andy Ross in a good mood and the early morning sunshine gave the city a hint of the long hot summer that lay in wait for the inhabitants of the great sea port.
Ross made his way to the fourth floor, using the stairs as a means of exercise, and walked across the squad room, receiving morning greetings from Ferris, Gable and Dodds, already at their desks awaiting the day"s developments. Placing his hand on the handle to open his office door, Ross sensed rather than saw D.C.I. Oscar Agostini enter the squad room, making his way through the mini-maze of desks to reach Ross before he"d made it into his office.
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