If Ishani noticed his sour mood and clipped tone, she didn’t mention it, and neither did the rest of the team. Michael was thankful, since he wasn’t particularly in the mood for speaking to anyone.
Richmond was caught sprinting towards the Albert Docks (where he was going to go from there, no one could figure out – unless he was going to dive head-first into the River Mersey). The MP was quickly restrained and frog-marched to the squad cars, and Cunliffe dismissed Michael soon after, believing his attitude to be borne of a fight with a tricky drug addict.
Unwilling to argue, Michael drove home with a thick scowl and stomped around his house, banging cupboards and cooking utensils with unnecessary force.
Even Kali slunk into her hutch, ears low when her bowl was slammed into her pen.
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