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Chapter Five RAFFERTY WAS BEGINNING to fear he must be a jinx where women were concerned. His wife had died young—murdered by cancer. But although that hadn’t been love – only lust, a faulty Durex and a pregnancy that had miscarried only after they had made their hasty marriage – Rafferty felt a pattern was forming. His wife had died young, Estelle had died young. Now, so had Jenny Warburton. Lonely old age stared him in the face. For certain it was that he dare not risk falling in love again... According to DI Harry Simpson, who had been assigned both murders, Estelle and Jenny had been brutally hacked and bludgeoned, though unusually, Jenny’s murder, clearly the first, was a more violent affair than Estelle’s. If they were the victims of a serial killer as Harry confided was his suspi