ALTHOUGH RAFFERTY FELT obliged to search for any evidence that proved Babbington’s innocence, he had no idea where to look for it. But he could search Babbington’s home and speak to his neighbours. At least he’d look like he was keeping his half of the guilty/innocent pact with Llewellyn. So, once they’d returned to the police station, Rafferty left Llewellyn to the thankless task of reading, and absorbing the stream of reports he’d set in motion and drove to check over Babbington’s flat. It had already been searched once, likewise the neighbours had already been questioned. But he’d do it all again. It was always possible one or two of the neighbours might have remembered something significant. Anthony Babbington lived in a purpose-designed 1890’s mansion-flat, with arched windows on t