Chapter 133: The Shadow Of Obsession, Part 21, The Present

MICHAEL

"Think he'll be talkative?"

James shrugs. "Who can guess with that bastard?" He casts down. "Charlotte?"

She's tight, controlled, hands shoved in the pockets of her jeans. "It's okay. I'm alright."

Mmmm...

The guard at the counter goes through the usual rigmarole...

Got to have their procedures I suppose...

... sliding the daybook across the counter. He taps a cracked fingernail on the bottom row. "Name and signature there, sir. And some ID, please."

I hand over my driving license. "I'll just be a moment." The guard scans the license, stapling the copy to the rest of his paperwork, passes it back then turns to James. "Now you, sir."

He repeats the performance with James and Charlotte, then "And your car keys, please." I hand them over and he hangs them on a keyboard at the back of the reception area. "Thank you, sir. You can go through now."

The interview room is as dismal as ever...

Can't they ever give these places some fresh paint?