I waited in front of the elevator door for the Director-General to arrive. If the media had seen this scene, they would surely have been thrilled. The man who held the highest authority in the police force in this city was being led out of the elevator, his hands cuffed behind him.
It must have been a spectacular scene because Nash had a gleeful expression on his face as he nudged the man forward. I admit I must have looked rather relieved and ecstatic as well.
Maybe the world didn't know what he had done yet, therefore they would be shocked that the Director-General was being led around in this manner, but they also knew that both Nash and I worked with violent crimes. That would suffice.
People congregated on the corridors, whispering and pointing and we patiently guided the man to the same interrogation room.
