"...Pictures of ducks line the walls: mallards, mandarins, red-crested pochards. He knew nothing about ducks. He didn’t raise them or hunt them. Why would his den be covered in pictures of ducks?..."
"...Springing from his chair half from politeness, half in surprise, Maxfield stammered what sounded like “oh hi there.” The woman held her hand up for silence and Maxfield obeyed..."