Not only Kitty Wanna Play.

Inspector Donovan turned out to be a rather young man, about thirty-five, dressed in a classic suit with a formal dark tie. A perfectly standard average British appearance, but with a surprisingly tenacious look of light gray eyes. Lou noticed with surprise that the inspector was clean-shaven, and it was deep night outside. Hmm... Louis touched his chin mechanically - his stubble had already come out, he shaved in the morning... So much the better, such a person is sure to be meticulous and consistent in his work.

The inspector greeted politely and asked Lou to wait in the hallway to talk to Tom alone. Ten minutes later, my brother came out and nodded to him - go. The inspector gestured for a seat, but did not start the conversation. He sat and drilled with his gray-steel eyes, looked at the tattoos on the fingers of his visitor. Lou involuntarily clenched them into a fist, because they began to tremble treacherously. Nerves played out, not succumbing to the persuasion of the mind.

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