The Silent Pool
“He appraised Erasmus with cold eyes for a moment and then held out his hand.
‘I knew we would meet again. We have a story to tell, you and I. But we weren't formally introduced last time. I am Thomas Canch, Mr Bovind's spiritual adviser. Here is my card. Please call me the moment you have anything to report, anything at all. We are both working to protect Mr Bovind now.’ Erasmus looked at the card. It described Mr Canch as a Pastor. He looked him directly in the eye.
‘Tell me something, did you... put a pig's head in my apartment?’ The Pastor gave Erasmus the coldest of smiles. ‘I have no idea what you are talking about?’ Erasmus noticed the Pastor's flint grey eyes flick slightly to the left: he was lying.
The Pastor leaned in close, his lips almost touching Erasmus’ cheek. ‘If I wanted to frighten you, Mr Jones, I wouldn't use a pig's head, I would use your daughter.’ Erasmus wanted to react but his vision narrowed, darkness appearing at the periphery: he was panicking.MoreLess
‘I knew we would meet again. We have a story to tell, you and I. But we weren't formally introduced last time. I am Thomas Canch, Mr Bovind's spiritual adviser. Here is my card. Please call me the moment you have anything to report, anything at all. We are both working to protect Mr Bovind now.’ Erasmus looked at the card. It described Mr Canch as a Pastor. He looked him directly in the eye.
‘Tell me something, did you... put a pig's head in my apartment?’ The Pastor gave Erasmus the coldest of smiles. ‘I have no idea what you are talking about?’ Erasmus noticed the Pastor's flint grey eyes flick slightly to the left: he was lying.
The Pastor leaned in close, his lips almost touching Erasmus’ cheek. ‘If I wanted to frighten you, Mr Jones, I wouldn't use a pig's head, I would use your daughter.’ Erasmus wanted to react but his vision narrowed, darkness appearing at the periphery: he was panicking.MoreLess
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