Being under the scrutiny of one of the most vicious gang leaders since the Kray Twins was a nerve wracking business, but Greg didn't betray his fear by so much as a twitch as the corpulent career criminal leaned across the desk and ranted.
"Where she is now?"
"At her friend's place." Greg shrugged with feigned nonchalance. "I'm not expecting her back in the office for a while."
"And what about this 'easy case' you've given her?"
"Armed robbery in south London, I've sent her to the investigating officer as a critical friend, looking over their casework."
Close enough to the truth, planning ahead, he'd offered her services to an old friend on the force in Woolwich. What he wasn't admitting was timescales; the casework wouldn't be ready for at least another fortnight.
"As soon as she's back I want you to let me know." Frustration had Barrymore pacing the room. "Now get out. Don't come back until you can give me Donovan!"
With a brief nod, Greg made a quick escape.
Keith breathed a sigh of relief seeing the older man coming out of the building. He watched as Lestrade walked away, then he waited….
Just as he expected, another figure left the building, shadowing the older man. Keith grabbed his phone.
"John, your friend has picked up a bug."