When they reached the Constellation Consultants' offices, Llewellyn went into Astell's room and shut the door, while Rafferty went into Ginnie Campbell's office. He had set Lilley to checking through Moon's client files and pale blue folders were piled all around the floor making the desk look like a raft in a sea of paper. 'How are you getting on?' he asked DC Lilley's bent blond head.
'I'm up to 'S'.' Lilley's grey eyes were still clear and bright with enthusiasm, in spite of hours of poring over paperwork. Of course, it was his first murder case, Rafferty reminded himself, as he took the growing list of names and addresses of Moon's clients from Lilley. Had his own youth been so eager, so shining? he wondered. He couldn't remember. Too much experience - of life, death and everything in
