Facing the Great Divide
"Thank you again," the Assistant Commissioner said, and they both said goodbye to Mowicki.
Andrzej stood for a moment looking after the disappearing pair of policemen. Then he took out his phone and regarded it hesitantly. He took a deep breath and dialed the number.
He waited almost a minute for the connection.
"Nowicki?" he heard Marczak's voice in the receiver.
"I just spoke to the police."
"I'm sorry to get you mixed up in this." Marczak sounded strange. It was as if he was holding back his anger, as if he was forcing himself to remain calm and indifferent. Well, since one of his actors has died it must have been natural that he should not be quite calm.
"In what?"
"One of my actors was killed. The police launched an investigation."