THE LIST OF PEOPLE to be checked out seemed to be growing longer by the day. Now, along with Malcolm Forbes’s staff and debtors, Rafferty had those of Nigel to contend with.
Just to improve his worsening mood, Superintendent Bradley collared him just as he breasted the top step on the first floor.
'Ah, Rafferty. The very man. I presume you were coming to see me for an update?'
'Yes, sir. Of course.' Rafferty cursed. He should have gone home.
'Come along then.' Bradley's plump behind led the way. Reluctantly Rafferty followed, mentally rehearsing his excuses
'Sit down. Sit down,' Bradley invited as he manoeuvred his stout figure behind his desk. 'So. What's been happening?'
'Another loan shark, Name of Blythe, has had one of his collectors assaulted. He's in hospital.'
'Another one?
