RAFFERTY BREATHED OUT on a sigh of relief. Nice to have some good luck for a change. In a remarkably short time. Llewellyn and the other officers he’d set to the task of checking saw Gary Oldfield’s car, rather than Abra’s, on the last CCTV camera leading out of town, yet he’d said he’d been at home all afternoon on the day of Adrienne Staveley’s murder. And so had his live-in girlfriend, Diana Rexton.
Rafferty was keen to learn what he’d have to say for himself, so he and Llewellyn got themselves over to Oldfield’s flat. He was glad of an excuse to get out in the sunshine. But neither Oldfield nor his girlfriend was in, so instead they headed for the used car lot where he was employed.
It was a short journey from Oldfield’s flat to his place of work. Rafferty parked up outside the lot a
