The fear of the unknown

The silence in Mr. Bamford’s office was ruined when his door cracked open, making the chief constable raise his gaze to see Elijah and Ryan, and he immediately dropped his pen, resting back in his seat with a small smile tugged on his lips.

“Good morning, Mr. Darius and Mr. Katz.” Mr. Bamford let out as he watched them approach him. “Please take a seat.”

At first, Ryan seemed shocked that Mr. Bamford knew his last name, and then he remembered that he gave the chief his bar card.

After Elijah and he sat down, Mr. Bamford studied Ryan's face with this suspicious glint in his eyes, and then he turned to Elijah, saying in a dead-serious tone, “You are not the man you claim to be.”

The silence in the room after that statement was deafening. It was like someone had turned up the volume and it took them a moment to realise that there was no sound other than that of their own breathing.

The calmness in Elijah's eyes didn't fade as Mr. Bamford held his gaze on him, waiting for him to say some