The thought set his heart into a gallop, but just as quickly it squeezed Lechoń's throat. After all, he had just now... when Jan...
No, Adam couldn't think that anyone could like him, and he couldn't think that he had any right to like anyone. Not under these circumstances.
But Hubert looked genuinely worried.
Lechoń smiled comfortingly.
"A man has died," he said quietly feeling the words struggling to pass through his throat. It was as if they were a leaden lump. "The case will be high profile because it has a high profile in the media. The police and prosecution will want to avoid potential mistakes, so it's only natural that they'll detain me for an explanation. If they decide it's a necessary defense, I'll be released."
"How soon? Twenty-four hours? Forty-eight?"
Adam glanced toward Niedzic.