It's time you came home with me, Jill. She got up and went to the single filing cabinetas Lynley took her place at the desk and swung the chair round to facethe computer behind it. He'd become so thin that she wondered how he kepthis bones from poking through his papery skin. Then he looked at his watch again and tookhis beeper from his leather belt and tapped it.
You had more of a greetingfor Jill, I hope. The longer things drag on, theless likely it is that you'll catch the bastard. From the drawer, he took a neat stack of papers, and carriedthem back to his chair. He made no similar offer on his part:recommending another solicitor willing to take on a client who askedhim to work in the dark.
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