WHILE THEY WERE IN Norwich, Rafferty decided it would be a good idea to kill two birds with the one stone. He needed to further question Marcus Canthorpe and Roy and Keith Farraday anyway, so he might as well do it today and save the necessity of another four-hour round trip. Especially if Llewellyn’s mood continued in its current uncongenial and unsociable Garbo-esque mode.
Once they’d left McCann, Doolittle and Steel’s premises, Rafferty glanced at his watch. They’d get something to eat before they made for Seward’s estate a few miles to the north of Norwich, he decided. He also wanted to pick up a local Norwich newspaper; you never knew, he might find it contained some juicy revelation that would prove useful to the case.
Marcus Canthorpe and the Farraday twins were all still living a
