Chapter Three
Rafferty, although he felt a heel for doing it and leaving Abra to cope with their guests on her own, felt he had no choice but to wait for the other reunees to return for their evening meal. He had a list of those he needed to question again. He wanted to catch them before the dinner gong sounded or he’d be here half the night.
Fortunately, the reunees who had gone into town returned two by two in plenty of time for dinner and Rafferty stationed Timothy Smales at the school’s main door to catch the rest as they returned and point them in his direction. Young Timmy looked dissatisfied at being given the job. Where had that wet-behind-the-ears innocent gone? Rafferty wondered. Little Timmy Smales was getting as hard-bitten as a ten-year man.
‘Into each life a little rain mu
