Chapter Fourteen
TO RAFFERTY’S SURPRISE, the new day brought with it a new optimism. Even the sun was shining as if to cast its approval on such unreasonable cheeriness. Rafferty sprang out of bed, showered and took Abra her tea, then set off for work with a sprightly gait. He didn’t know where this new optimism had come from or why it had appeared, but he was grateful for it. It beat the downbeat mood of previous days. Maybe it would even give him the courage to ask Abra about her relationship with the Staveley family...
’What ho, Dafyd,’ he said as he entered the office. ‘What’s cooking?’
Even Llewellyn’s reply of ‘Not much’, didn’t dampen his enthusiasm for the day ahead.
‘Never mind. I’ve had a new lease of life. We’re going to get somewhere today; I feel it in my bones.’
‘Really?
