18
‘Good morning, everyone!’
‘Good morning,’ it rumbled from all sides.
A young police officer came towards Quentin Neuner, saluting briefly before speaking.
‘Inspector, there’s a lady sitting in the foyer. She wanted to speak to the superintendent immediately, and she’s quite hysterical. It’s about the Bergmann case, maybe you could speak…?’ Quentin interrupted him.
‘Sure, just take her to my office and ask Ms. Renner to join us as soon as possible. Thank- you.’
Welcome to the office, hectic as ever. He hadn’t seen Charlie yet and now had to deal with a hysterical woman, hopefully not a journalist, who wanted information about his case. Quentin didn’t know where to begin. And he was still waiting for Katarina’s report. His initial good mood was slowly but surely abandoning him. As he was opening all the windows in his office to let in some fresh air, the door opened and the young colleague from earlier came in and asked a lady to take a seat. Quentin Neuner eyeballed the woman closely. She was brunette, not very tall, wore oversized sunglasses, definitely Gucci, which hid