Simon took hold of Rafferty’s arm in a vice-like grip and led him to a small mixed group. He introduced him and then left him to make conversation.
After a while, the conversation being the mix as before and above his head, Rafferty glanced round, looking for Jenny. He couldn’t see her. Instead, his gaze was caught and held by Isobel, the agency receptionist. Isobel had removed the concealing wrap in which she had arrived. She was dressed to kill in a little black number; sleeveless, strapless and almost bodice-less, her bosom swelled out in lush, white curves. Few of the men could take their eyes off her, Rafferty included. She gave him a ‘come hither’ smile. Beside him, the man whom Simon Farnell had introduced as Dr Lancelot Bliss, the well-known TV Doctor, nudged Rafferty and murmured
