Commissioner Weston wasn't at the air base; he had gone on a fishing trip.

"Commissioner Weston should not have done this," protested the girl.

Commissioner Weston had arrived there after a long session in his office.

Commissioner Weston was on hand; so were the local authorities.

Commissioner Weston stood just to one side of the window, his own gun ready should he be needed in the chase.

Commissioner Weston sat back in his chair with a satisfied smile.

Commissioner Weston looked up from the desk where he was working.

Commissioner Weston stopped it with a wave of his hand.

Commissioner Weston suggested that the others wait on the lower floor.

Commissioner Weston raised his hand for silence, so that he could give the order.