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Jack Carter was waiting on the landing as they went up the stairs, leaning on his stick. He held out his hand. ‘Miss Trevaunce. A great pleasure. My name’s Carter. Brigadier Munro is expecting you.’

The door stood open. As she went in Carter said to Craig, ‘Everything all right?’

‘I’m not sure,’ Craig told him. ‘I wouldn’t expect too much at this stage.’

The sitting room was very pleasant. A coal fire burning in a Georgian grate, a great many antiques on display, all of them an indication of Munro’s original career as an Egyptologist. The room was shadowed, the main light coming from a table lamp of brass on the desk by the window. Munro sat behind it reading some papers. Now he stood up and came round the desk.