CHAPTER 9Karla was angry at the uniformed police officer who was leaning across her desk with his two hands on it. His jaw jutted out as he fixed her with an icy gaze.
She held his eyes without blinking. "You will not come into my school and try to order me around Chief Inspector James Wilson. I am not one of your subordinates trembling at your very words and, indeed if you try any more of your autocratic ways I shall have you removed from the school grounds. Take your hands off my desk and sit down!"
The man's eyebrows were creased in his own anger but perhaps he realised he had overstepped his mark for he lifted his hands off Karla's desk and moved across to the armchair he had jumped up from mere seconds before. He sat down and crossed his legs, obviously not used to having his words
