Detective Glene entered his bedroom as soon as Carter and Caitlyn left. He rubbed his temple and waited for Turner to storm in and start quizzing him about what had happened. He stared at his phone because he was also anticipating Caitlyn's call. The door of the room opened and Turner stepped inside as he had anticipated.
"Is Caitlyn your client?" He asked and a grave silence fell on the room.
"Nice, just nice! So he had quickly figured it out," Detective Glene thought and cursed silently. He didn't respond, he just kept staring at his phone.
"Answer my damn question, Feller!" Turner roared. Detective Glene looked up, he had never seen Turner as angry as that, and he had never called him by his surname.
