“NATHAN.” Burke hid a smile while Nathan schooled his features and did a quick one-eighty. “Hello, Louisa,” he said in as neutral a voice as he could manage. “How did you find me?” He was not happy to see her, even though he knew she wasn’t responsible for the stories in The Herald over the last couple of days that suggested his failure to catch the Bhaskars’ murderer was the result of racism and incompetence. “Oh, you know me, Nathan, I can find anyone,” Louisa said with a quick laugh. “Actually, it was a bit of luck, one of the juniors was on a coffee run and saw you and Stephen, and knowing I’ve been after a chat with you he called to let me know where I could find you. Fortunately, I was able to get here before you disappeared, though only just, it seems.” Nathan glanced over his s