Well, no, of course I wouldn’t, but Holmes had been behind my Uncle Bryan’s resignation. For some reason Holmes didn’t seem to like Sebrings. Or Manns.
“Mr. Mann.”
“Yes, Janet?”
“Director Holmes is on line 1.”
“Thank you.” I picked up my phone and pressed 1. “Yes, sir?”
“I’d like to see you in my office at your earliest convenience, Mann.” What DCI Holmes meant was immediately.
“I’m on my way.” This had to be about the officers who were missing. It had been impossible to learn of their whereabouts, and I hoped we had finally caught a break. I headed out of my office, pausing at my secretary’s desk. “I’ll be with DCI Holmes until further notice, Janet.”
“I’ll hold all your calls, and see about rearranging your two o’clock meeting. I think the four-thirty meeting can be rescheduled for later this week.” She knew as well as I did that meetings helmed by this DCI tended to run very long.