one. mr francis: the manipulator
… continued from here – https://tomsbytwo.com/2017/05/02/the-francis-conundrum/
An double-oak door, closed.
Gordon knocks. We wait five seconds.
Clive opens the door and we enter.
He smiles as we approach, stands at his desk, leans over and shakes our hands in turn.
Gordon leans forward.
‘May I ask a question?’
‘Who are you?’
Francis had one body in the morgue, another in the ground, a police murder investigation into the circumstances of one of them, an upcoming inquest and a failure of procedure.
And in a locked drawer of his desk, Tibor Kaldor’s copy of the Rubaiyat, a hole in its back page. It was found by the police amongst Kaldor’s possessions, and when Francis put his hand out for it he was told they wanted it back, at some later date.
A gentleman’s agreement.
Adelaide was that kind of town.