I stayed away from her for the rest of the afternoon while I tried to figure out what the fuck was going on. No amount of digging into my memory banks produced a name to go with the face, though I had the feeling that I’d seen her somewhere before. I just couldn’t put my finger on where.

I could pull some strings and have a look at the security cameras from the MET but then what? That would still get me no closer to finding out who she was and what she might be up to. Plus it ...