Leaving HQ, Rompa felt a hundred years old. He needed to get his car back to the garage. He needed to get home to feed his cat. He needed a nap and a shower. But most of all, he needed a drink. Telling a mother her son would return from Amsterdam in a coffin made him realize how little time he spent with his own daughter and son. He hadn’t seen them for almost two weeks. Bless his girlfriend for insisting on taking them all to dinner that evening.
Beach & picnic blankets in handy bags
