An Indecent Death
“A sharp dresser, he looked fit and muscular in his form-fitting clothes. Drumm supposed that a prematurely balding man needed to accentuate his good points, and Karl Wesson was a handsome figure of a man, despite the thinning hair. He wasn’t at his best this morning, though – he looked tired and strained. Wesson put a batch of folders down on Drumm’s desk.
“Greetings, Karl. How is life treating you this morning?” Drumm and Wesson had worked together on a number of cases. They knew each other’s routines well, and their relationship was a cordial one.
“Morning, Nick. I am ready for anything. Especially food.” Karl helped himself to a cranberry muffin and a coffee. Drumm briefly wondered if something was bothering the other detective but then dismissed the thought; it wasn’t his business. Karl was organized and efficient and that was all that mattered.
Lori Singh appeared in the doorway, looking smart in a knee-length skirt and sweater, underneath a longish leather jacket.
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