I wasn't entirely idle last night. And didn't think it would be seemly for a DI to get the noise squad called on me.
"So...?" John said, expectantly, for the third time in sixty seconds.
Greg leant back and sighed, rubbing his eyes.
"Yeah, if we...I mean, I...we...all of us, planned it, and employed someone who knows about...well, anything, then we could run it as a hotel and do weddings, maybe. I think."
"Well," John nodded. "That sounds...like we should probably have a cup of tea." He stood and headed to the kettle, battling with some matches to light the gas hob.
"First thing we need is reliable electricity," Greg said, watching. "And a way to drag this place into the twenty-first century." He listened the the pipes clank as John filled the heavy old kettle.
"And an accountant," he sighed as he stared down at the scribbled figures all over the margin of the newspaper in front of him, and the papers fanning out from his place setting.
"First thing we need," John corrected. "Is some toast, jam, and to go and watch the beautiful sunset that's going on outside."
A few minutes later they each had a steaming mug of tea and fresh bread thickly slathered in butter and jam. They watched the sun dip behind the trees in a blaze of golden-red glory.
Behind them the castle loomed, windows dark. An owl screeched in the nearby woodlands.
Today, despite starting too early, went well. We hit the target premises perfectly, got in, everything went really well. Five arrests, drugs recovered and two firearms. All before breakfast.
I won't pretend my heart didn't feel like it was going to burst out of my chest as we crept through the torrential rain this morning, hoping and praying no one would raise the alarm, but...yeah.
And it meant I got to get home in time to pick up Sherlock from school - Mrs T is getting someone in to have a lesson on the pond again, so he's very excited. And, as John mentioned, one of the mums took a bit of a shine to me and started chatting me up. She clearly doesn't come to enough of the things we do at the school - all the others know they're onto a loser now.