"Will..." Richard folds his paper away, starts to rise. "... Was I supposed to be expecting you?"
"No, you weren't. Please, sit down. In fact..." Stanton's face is bland... "... it's not you I came to see. I'd like to talk with Mr Waterman. I hope this isn't an inconvenient time?"
"Not for me, it isn't. We'll track him down for you." Richard hovers...
Considering Mitch's likely reaction?
"... For the avoidance of doubt, is there anything...?"
Stanton's voice is crisp. "He's not in any trouble if that's what you're asking. But after his...um... intervention... earlier this month, I'd like to pass something by him. I think, Richard, you might want to sit in on the conversation. You too, James, Charlotte."
While I might have thoughts on what the police commissioner wants to discuss, it'
