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Jean Innocent strides through her domain. She pauses outside the Dynamic Duo’s lair. Hathaway twiddles a biro between his fingers. Typical smoker’s habit. A sudden gesture, and the biro goes flying, landing at Lewis’s feet.
“So sorry, sir.” Hathaway drops to one knee and retrieves the biro. “Very clumsy of me.”
Lewis flushes, glaring down at him. “Back to the report, Sergeant.”
“Yes, sir.”
Hathaway isn’t usually so obsequious. Whatever did he do to earn his governor’s wrath? And if Lewis is angry, why is Hathaway smiling?
Jean continues on her way. There are some things she’d rather not know.