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Jack switched off his car engine and looked up at the building in front of him. He wasn’t the sort of person to feel overawed or nervous in places like this. He’d dealt with some pretty nasty people in his time, and it was a sad indictment that — in many ways — it was just another day at work. But this time it was different. This time he did feel nervous.
He wasn’t sure what he wanted to say to Frank. He’d had countless four-a.m. conversations with him in his head over the past weeks, but none of them had given him the answers he was looking for.
If he was being honest with himself, he wasn’t sure he wanted to know the truth. It was bad enough knowing that one of his longest-serving and most trusted colleagues had betrayed him in the worst possible way, without needing to know the de
