"Right, let's get started," I tell them without looking at anyone in particular, and definitely not at Kentley. I go to open my mouth but am stopped when the desk girl from downstairs pops her head around the door.
"Sorry, Sir," she says. She's a quiet, unassuming, timid thing. I give her a big smile and tell her it's not a problem. "DS Kentley, a Mr Jacks left this for you, just now."
John and the other guys react immediately.
"Is he still here?"
"Don't let the Detective Chief Superintendent see him."
"Where is he? I'll give him a piece of my mind."
Kentley seems to be the only calm one in the room as she gets to her feet and approaches the girl.
"What is it?" she asks without hesitation.
"A set of keys," the uniformed officer tells her as she drops them into her hand.
"Good," Kentley replies before turning back to me. "Sorry for the interruption, Sir."