Armadillo
“Rajiv and his young assistant Yang Zhi had also been displaced – neat stacks of cardboard boxes with cryptic serial numbers stencilled on their sides were being carried to and fro. The ambience was one of mild chaos and peppery irritation. Lorimer could hear Rajiv shouting at his secretary with unfamiliar emotion.‘One sugar and a slice of lemon, isn’t it, Lorimer? Digestive or Garibaldi?’‘Yes, please. But no biscuits, thanks, Janice. What’s going on?’‘Mr Helvoir-Jayne moving in.’ She emphasized the ‘heever’ with some vehemence. ‘He needed a bigger office so I’ve moved, Rajiv’s moved, and so on.’‘Musical chairs.’‘I think that would be altogether more jolly, Lorimer, if I may be so bold. He’s ready for you.’Lorimer carried his tea into Hogg’s office, a large but spartan place, as if furnished from some 1950s, low-grade, civil-service catalogue, everything at once solid but nondescript, apart from a vivid orange sunburst carpet on the floor. The dusty reproductions on the ivory walls wer...e Velazquez, Vermeer, Corot and Constable.MoreLess
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