Thirty minutes later in King’s College, at the second landing of D staircase, the Inspector puts her back to the wall and slips her stun gun smoothly into her forward hand. A figure in black, white face with a shock of dark hair, rounds the turn of the stair, outlined in her glasses in luminously dangerous red and flagged POSSIBLE HOSTILE . Too short for Lönnrot, it somehow appears to be Adolf Hitler, only not quite. He stares at her over too-generous lips and too-wiry toothbrush moustache, the infamous mouth now dropping open as Adolf identifies the stun gun for what it is.