Mia

I knew instantly that Roz was not impressed by anyone but respected everyone. And I knew that she was committed to the truth. There were no chairs in the room, but Roz quickly settled herself on the large bed, taking files out of her bag and rummaging for pens.

I busied myself, making tea with the hotel milk cartons and sugar sachets. Roz didn’t mess around. Pen poised, she was ready to start.