The inspector turned to look at Mathias with his brutal gaze.

The inspector turned to the men behind him.

The inspector turns to look at me, face wreathed in smoke.

The inspector shook his head and turned to the group of huddled clerks.

The inspector turned to her in the semidarkness of the car with the motor still running and said, "I'll give you five, minutes, miss."

The inspector turned and looked at me with his jaw hanging open, like he'd never thought to ask this question before.

At this moment c71 the two men popped into an entry, and when the inspector once more turned they were gone.

The inspector who had been running the case turned left onto Pennsylvania Avenue.

Both the detective and the inspector turned to see a fireman in uniform.

The human inspector looked inside the box and turned pale.