came all the way from ministerial level, ran a small team extremely well and simply stuck with it all the way. A fine job, although I couldn’t possibly say that officially. You have my number. Let me know in the next few days, would you?’ He smiled again, shrugging his way into his overcoat and tucking a briefcase under one arm.
‘What did our stuffed shirt want?’ Haddi asked, scratching thoughtfully at the side of his nose as Gunna swept past. ‘Not leaving us, are you?’
At the back of the building, Gunna lit a Camel and tried to take in Ivar Laxdal’s offer. She pulled her phone from her jacket pocket, scrolled through the numbers and pressed the green button.
‘Steini, hi, it’s me. Yup, fine. Just thought you’d like to know I’ll be staying after all.’
