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Chapter Ten-3
ACCORDING TO DC HANKS, to whom Rafferty had allocated the job of checking, there were six Flowers in the phone book, and the same number on the electoral roll. Again, according to Hanks, none of them were dark, female or over sixty. Rafferty was pondering his next move and forcing an Alka-Seltzer down his throat when Llewellyn returned with the news that the two photo-fits that Rafferty had requested had been organised. ‘Better get the one of Mrs Flowers circulated as well now.’ Rafferty advised Llewellyn of Hanks’ poor luck in connecting her with any of the locals of that name. Birmingham still had no answers. ‘Is Lilley in, do you know?’ ‘He’s in the CID room working of those lists of Barstaple’s previous firms.’ ‘Tell him I want to see him, will you? I want to find out how he’s gett
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