He pulled a face at the key and followed him back down the stairs, wondering how cooperative Trenton would be and whether they'd have to tackle him halfway across the lobby or something. Cole wasn't half as angry was he was the night they'd locked him up, but Trenton seemed pretty good at saying the wrong thing and pissing people off in the process.
"His what?" He paused on the first step, thinking for a moment before it clicked. "Oh, his wife?" Cole shrugged and shook his head, footsteps echoing in the darkness. "No, I've only spoken to her once, about this tribunal thing. I do know she left him for P3, though."