Chapter 74

Bob Moran's office is right next door. In well under a minute, a knock at the door, and without waiting for an answer, my Master's Technical Director enters.

His face florid and his breathing heavy, he moves slowly, his movement laboured. My Master frowns as he sees him, pulling out a chair. "Have a seat, Bob. Coffee?"

"No, I'm good, thanks…" He flops into the chair, his forehead is sheened with sweat… "Doc's ordered me off coffee." He nods acknowledgement. "Commissioner."

"Mr Moran." Will sits back in his seat, sipping at coffee and brandied steam. "So what can you tell me about progress with this bridge of yours?"

"That it's good news. I've located an excellent man for the task. The preliminary ideas he offered were imaginative and appealing…" He glances at my Master, who nods happily… "… And the follow-up work he's done since is top-notch."

I interrupt. "I'm sorry, but how is something like this imaginative? Building a traffic bridge?"

My Master's lips quirk and he exchanges a glan