Slippery Creatures (The Will Darling Adventures, #1)

by K.J. Charles

Will put his back into work the next day, sorting and tidying as best he could. He started to clear space in one of the upstairs rooms in the hope of one day making it a proper living space. He dropped round to see Maisie at lunchtime and agreed a date to take her out for dinner and the full explanation she made it clear he owed her, and went back to do more work. Nobody official came to interview him. Presumably Ingoldsby was putting a lid on the events around Price’s treachery, or perhaps there was a storm brewing and about to break. Will just worked through the day, and the next one. Working, planning, thinking, waiting. Kim turned up on the third evening. Will had closed up and pulled the blinds against the dark by then. He could only see a silhouette at the door, but Kim’s outline was imprinted on his mind now. He went to the newly mended door to let him in. “Hello,” Kim said, slipping inside. “I thought we should speak.” “I dare say.” Will went to his desk and indicated the spare chair. Kim hovered a moment, then took it. “So what’s new?” Will asked, when he seemed unwilling to start. “Price has died.” Kim spoke neutrally, watching his face. Will nodded. “I should expect the police, then?” “No, you shouldn’t. It’s being handled internally, as they like to say. Ingoldsby agrees you acted with impressive initiative in a difficult situation—I quote him directly—and more to the point, nobody from the WO wants you standing in a public dock, explaining that Price was engag...