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Chapter Four-1
Chapter Four NIGEL BLYTHE, RAFFERTY’S sharp-suited estate agent cousin, strolled nonchalantly into the ballroom, gazed around at the party litter with a disinterested air that didn’t fool Rafferty for a second, and after making them wait a good ten seconds, finally condescended to saunter across the floor to the table where they had set up operations. Nigel had yet to open his mouth, but, never mind hoping to make his cousin’s dander unwisely rise, Rafferty could feel his own equilibrium wobble. He was also discomfited by the calm presence of Llewellyn at his side. Ready to take notes, his sergeant was studying Nigel as if he were some rare anthropological specimen that he had not previously known existed. Rafferty envied him his scientific detachment. When eventually he deigned to take
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