feltKeeping his head down, Daniel slowly followed the policemen into the first bedroom, his heart thumping and leaned the door, trying to settle his breathing.
The room appeared neat and tidy and had obviously been cleaned. The two uniformed men went through the drawers, looked in the wardrobe, peered under the bed. They seemed satisfied, but by the look on their faces, it was clear they hadn"t finished.
“Would it be possible to look elsewhere?” asked Steinmann.
Daniel froze, the police officer"s words slamming into him, harder than any blow. Would they want to search his room? Daniel struggled to stop himself from shouting out, to demand they stop, for them to leave and never come back, anything to prevent what could be the most awful situation imaginable. If they found the stolen mone
