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“Nathan.”
He stirred as his name was called, but it wasn’t until it came again that he woke. Sleepily, he forced his eyes open, so he could look around for the person who had disturbed him - it was his wife.
“Sorry to wake you,” she apologised. “It’s Stephen.”
“Thanks.” Nathan was annoyed by the interruption to his sleep, but knew there was no point in taking it out on either his wife or Stephen, who wouldn’t be calling without a good reason. He fought off a yawn as he took the phone his wife held out, putting it to his ear he dropped his head back to the pillow. “What’s going on, Stephen?” he asked.
“Sorry to disturb you,” Burke apologised. “But we’ve got a possible lead on the Bhaskars’ killer.”
That brought Nathan fully awake; he sat up quickly, throwing back the quilt so he co
