Chapter 4

“I’m a teacher. Science, ually.” He smiled. “Hence the interest in your books. Les and I are housemasters and live in. Les persuaded me that we could earn some extra money and see a bit of London life if we took a job at an English language school over the summer. We’ve been up here a fortnight now.”

There was a pause. He watched Adrian swirling his brandy in his glass.

“Let me guess,” he said, finally, when Adrian didn’t offer anything about his own background. “You’re a solicitor.” He gestured to the shelf taken up with weighty tomes that had titles like A Treatise on the Conflict of Laws.

“Good guess.” Adrian smiled at him. “I’m a criminal defence solicitor. Where do you teach?”

“Baddersham. It’s a little place, outside Oxford. I’ve been there forever now. Science. And maths, when they need someone to fill in. Les does music and maths. He’s brilliant at both. Inspiring. I only putter along.”

Adrian nodded. “Do you like it?” he asked.