Voytek seemed surprised to see him.
“How did you know I’d be here?”
“I’m a detective. On Wednesdays you only play a matinee. Besides, I asked at the desk on my way in.”
“Are … what do I call it … are ‘things’ happening?”
“Things are happening even as we speak. MI5 are upstairs de-briefing Guy.”
“Ah. I’ve been through that. It’s wheels within wheels, circles in circles. You learn fifty different ways to say the same thing. But tell me, are we just killing time?”
“We are and we aren’t. I’d say I’ve a couple of hours, but I wanted to talk to you anyway.”
“Then let us walk.”
“It’s still wet … drizzling as I came in.”
“I don’t care.”