“Hello, is this Agent Wrankle?”
“Yes, who’s calling?”
“Monty. Jamal’s partner. Or Zahir, if you want to call him that.”
“Ah, it’s you,” says Wrankle gruffly. “What’s on your mind?”
“I need to show you something of Jamal’s I found in his old suitcase.”
“What is it?”
“I’d prefer you come and see it. I don’t want to talk about it over the phone.”
“Okay, we’ll be over tomorrow afternoon. What time do you get back from school?”
“I’m usually home by four.”
“We’ll come to the houseboat then.”