A CORRECT AND RATHER withdrawn Llewellyn dropped them both at their respective homes.
‘I suggested the professor drop into the station tomorrow if he wants to press charges against Mrs Briggs.’ He directed one of his more disapproving glances at Rafferty. ‘I would suggest it would be altogether unwise for you to make yourself available.’
‘Very unwise, Dafyd. I think you’d better see him, don’t you?’ Rafferty climbed from the car, said goodnight, opened his front door and went inside, where the remembered look on Llewellyn’s face started him off again. Until Abra came out and shushed him, fearing he would wake Neeve. He retreated to the living room, his shoulders still shaking. But at the sight of Mickey slouched on the settee, his laughter stopped. ‘You here again?’
‘Oh, no, there goes
