Chapter Four
He made good time and reached the Somerset town of Carworth just after lunch. Llewellyn, the techno whiz kid, had set the satnav for him and the computer had directed him faultlessly. It never did that when he set the gizmo.
The second ex-Mrs Ainsley turned out to be tall and willowy like her house, though with what Rafferty guessed must be surgical enhancement around the bosom region.
They were never natural, he thought. They certainly weren’t a matching set with the rest of her.
Stella Ainsley was surprisingly welcoming. He soon learned why. He had been right and the bitter recriminations against her former husband set in within five minutes. It was as if she couldn’t wait to let the festering juices out.
‘He was like that song, you know? “He had one eye on the mirror a
