Students of body language would have had a field day had they witnessed the exchange between the curator and Jake from a strategic position across Room 41. Cathy stood with her arms folded under her breasts, chin raised, whilst her eyes failed to make contact with his. Jake’s hands were behind his back, one wrist in an iron grip, his posture stiff and his muscles rigid.
He began to pace to and fro in short spans, frustrated, wondering how to convince the stubborn executive. She needed his help and he knew the solution to her growing problem but she would not hear of it so he tried another approach.
“You do realise what happened to Ted Russell could have had far more serious consequences? Are you prepared to risk a death in this room, simply to maintain a display unchanged? What differenc
