This was exactly what Hector Donovan was waiting for her to say. He immediately lowered his head, pretending to consider it seriously.
After a long moment, he said, as if uncertain, "I wouldn't go so far as to say I have enemies, but I did offend an executive in the industry a few days ago."
The female police officer pushed the glasses up her nose, her fingers flying across the keyboard with a CLACKETY-CLACK. "What's her name? What's her position? Why did you make an enemy of her? And how did you realize something was wrong and decide to call the police?"
Hector Donovan had already rehearsed his story before he arrived, so he recounted the entire sequence of events clearly and without hesitation.
