“No! Sorry, it’s not working. I’m sure you’ll do just fine without it.” said Sir Stephen encouragingly. “Thanks.” I replied.
Just then came a knock from a door at the other end of Sir Stephen’s office. I looked over and through the glazed upper panel saw the unmistakeable figure of Constable Waddington.
“I’ve got the eye-witness statements ready for you M’am” he exclaimed through the glass.
“Good work, Waddington.” I replied and bidding Sir Stephen goodbye I walked over to the door.