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Chapter Four Rafferty had a new idea for tackling Tony Edmunds by the following morning. He bustled into the office, all smiles, and told a startled Llewellyn, ‘We haven’t tried sounds.’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ ‘Sounds, man. Sounds. We haven’t asked them what chummy sounded like. Maybe Tony Edmunds will be more comfortable giving us an idea what the mugger sounded like, than he is with doing a description. We can put the question to the other victims, too. What do you think?’ Llewellyn raised his eyebrows in that sceptical manner that was so typical of him, and said, ‘Are we likely to have any more luck with that than with getting them to supply a description? Surely, all they’ll describe is the generic voice of the street robber?’ Tersely, Rafferty told him, ‘As to that, we won’t know t