"Is Lewis alright?"

Jean Innocent stood next to Hathaway as he worked on another cigarette.

"Yeah, he's fine. Why?"

"He closed the office door and I can see him in there with his head on his desk."

"Well, it is five in the morning. And he did go through three hours in a rather grueling interview with a rather nasty piece of work." He turned to make direct eye contact. "You wouldn't begrudge an old man a bit of kip, would you?"

She shook her head with an accusing smile. "Now, now, Sergeant. Do you want me telling Lewis what you just now called him?"

Hathaway chuckled. "Not a chance, Ma'am."

She gave him a superior smile, which turned into a collegial one. "So, what is the result here?"

"Sutter was pretty arrogant during the entire interview. It may be that he confessed falsely to some things as part of an ego trip. But everything he said correlated to the evidence, including bits we haven't released publicly. He says he actually believes this is the Ragnarök and he has no control over his actions. He confessed to killing Joe Baldwin, admitted he lured Manny and Janet Solis into the wolves' enclosure by telling them they needed to release Greyback because events were out of their hands, confessed to releasing the guard dog Harmer so that Tyrone Battle would be killed, admitted he gave Patrick O'Dan the idea of trying to stop it all by retying Greyback, and confessed to releasing the Gaboon viper and goading it to attack."

"And attempting to kill Fred Godwin?"

"He hasn't said anything in response to those questions except, I am one of the jötnar. That is my destiny."

She frowned. "Sounds like something out of Star Wars."

James smiled humorously. "Fortunately, we have Fred's statement, which is plenty incriminating."

"No chance for a cock-up, then?"

It was Hathaway's turn to frown. He shook his head slowly. "Ma'am, there's always a chance for a cock-up."

She started to open her mouth, but he interrupted. "We are the humans. That is our destiny."

Her scowl turned into a laugh. "Sergeant, I think one or both of us need some sleep. Why don't you send Lewis home and I'll see you both back here in, say, six hours?"

"Very good, Ma'am."

Laura sipped her tea, then set the cup back on its saucer. "So what happened to the woman James was interested in? He was interested in her, wasn't he?"

"Oh, aye, interested, and maybe a little intimidated. But she and her brother decided to move back north. They like the Odinist League people up in Durham better, apparently."

She cocked her head with interest. "Intimidated? Not our James?"

"Well, her being a fertility goddess and all, y'know." He smiled impishly. "A man finds that kind of pressure just a wee bit intimidating." He smiled at his own cup. "You wouldn't know any other fertility goddesses, would you?" Then he tipped his head up, and she caught the twinkle in his eye.

She furrowed her brow in concentration. "Mmm. Well, none that are intimidating." She beamed at him.

He responded in kind. "Good."