08-29-2018, 03:05 PM
Lih sat for a while, then began to pace in the conference room. He stared down into the corner stand where there was an ornate brass timepiece... a vintage clock. He watched as the imperceptible crawl of its polished hands across the equally gleaming dial of the timepiece.
He went to the small door of the conference room, and looked out into the narrow hallway. People were busy elsewhere. He could hear the echo of raised voices in the distance.
He went back, sat down in the comfy leather armchair, and sipped a cup of now cold caffeine somebody from chief inspector Drayson's office had brought.
He took out Aiden Finnegan's novel Weaving Wheel and tried to read another one of the Irish folktales, but his mind wasn't on it.
His senior from Drayson's office reappeared and closed the door behind him.
"What's going on, Sir?" Lih asked, rising to his feet. "When can I start this interview?"
"In a short while, I trust," said the tall, copper skinned man evasively. He flexed his chin, as if there was much more that he wanted to say but couldn't.
Lih stared at him and slowly resumed his seat.
"In the meantime, is there anything I can arrange to have brought out to you? Some refreshments, maybe?"
Upon Lih shaking his head, the senior officer turned to leave...
Lih asked the empty room, quietly and urgently, "I'm not in trouble am I?"
He went to the small door of the conference room, and looked out into the narrow hallway. People were busy elsewhere. He could hear the echo of raised voices in the distance.
He went back, sat down in the comfy leather armchair, and sipped a cup of now cold caffeine somebody from chief inspector Drayson's office had brought.
He took out Aiden Finnegan's novel Weaving Wheel and tried to read another one of the Irish folktales, but his mind wasn't on it.
His senior from Drayson's office reappeared and closed the door behind him.
"What's going on, Sir?" Lih asked, rising to his feet. "When can I start this interview?"
"In a short while, I trust," said the tall, copper skinned man evasively. He flexed his chin, as if there was much more that he wanted to say but couldn't.
Lih stared at him and slowly resumed his seat.
"In the meantime, is there anything I can arrange to have brought out to you? Some refreshments, maybe?"
Upon Lih shaking his head, the senior officer turned to leave...
Lih asked the empty room, quietly and urgently, "I'm not in trouble am I?"
Viktor Lih
Officer of CCDPD
Officer of CCDPD