RAFFERTY DROVE, EVEN though he was still hungover. It was quicker. He didn’t want to waste too much time on it. Mickey wasn’t noted for his observational skills, so he forced down the excitement. But by the time he reached his house it had cranked up again.
He parked in his drive and hurried up to his front door. Abra was at work, so he didn’t have to worry about her learning of the blue film episode.
Mickey was waiting. He got out of his car and hurried up to Rafferty just as he was putting his key in the door.
‘I know you don’t believe me, but it’s her, I tell you.’ Mickey’s excitement only succeeded in increasing his own. He shut it down determinedly.
‘Well, let’s wait till we get inside.’
They followed Rafferty down the hall and into the living room. He turned the TV on and went t
