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Epilogue
Epilogue 'IT WAS SOMETHING THAT my mother said that made me realise the truth,' Rafferty remarked to Llewellyn several days later as he gestured to his sergeant to move into the passenger seat and got behind the wheel. ‘Jailhouse’ Jack and Deirdre's wedding was over, thank God and he only had the reception to get through. He'd arranged for Llewellyn to pick him up around the corner from the church. Luckily, he'd been able to sneak away before the photographer was able to record the relationship for posterity, discarding his button-hole on the way. 'She mentioned a mother's pride in her first-born son. How much greater, do you think, would that pride be for an only son?' Had he suspected all along and not let the suspicion rise above his subconscious? He hadn't wanted to believe Lady Ev
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