TOBY RUFFORD-LYLE, their next appointment, was another of the party guests who lived in some style; a detached house at the leafy end of East Street, which with the spring sunshine lighting all the greenery, looked incredibly lush.
Rafferty took in the large, double bay windows and the imposing front door made of solid oak as Llewellyn turned into the generous, circular, shrub-lined drive. A sports car in British racing green was visible through the open door of the separate double garage.
Rafferty watched as Llewellyn the car-buff indulged a brief, slack-jawed drool. Then duty reasserted itself and he joined Rafferty at the front door.
As Rafferty pressed the buzzer and waited for it to be answered, he mused wistfully on the enviable incomes and lifestyles of his fellow Made in Heaven
