Richard
My friend, Will Stanton, the police commissioner, has called by in person to deliver his news. None of us are happy about it.
Will stands, arms folded, sucking at his teeth. "Richard, you know I'll do whatever I can, but I have budgets to keep to. If Klempner's out of the country now, there's a good argument to say that the danger to Charlotte and Georgie, and whoever else, has moved on. I'm going to have a tough case to answer, keeping a police guard here for much longer."
Elizabeth, sandwiched between Mitch and Charlotte on the settee, widens her eyes. I'm not happy that Will chose to deliver this here and now, within the hearing of my pregnant wife. She's all but at term and I don't like her getting upset
James wears a face like a thundercloud. "The original attack on Charlo
