Chapter 9
Studio 31, Limehouse Cut Canal
Frank parked up near the old grain warehouse, situated on the Limehouse Cut Basin, and the sight brought back mixed memories from only a year before. He buzzed the intercom access explaining his appointment. After walking up the circular metal steps, his footfall echoing up through the shaft-like space beneath him, Frank was met by a man he didn’t know who offered coffee. Then he was ushered into a side room, sparsely furnished with a desk and a few chairs. An unused whiteboard was on the wall and a blind covered an internal window overlooking where Frank remembered the open-plan ops section was situated.
After a few minutes, Carl joined him, keeping it light with a handshake and a few small words of small talk before easing himself behind the de
