Chapter Seventeen-4

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THEIR SAM GATES LIVED in manorial splendour, with no visible means of support apart from the long-suffering taxpayer, according to HM Customs and Revenue, who they were forced to turn to, lacking any other information on the man. He was on various Benefits, according to the taxman. There’s a surprise, thought Rafferty with a grimace. As well as Disability Living Allowance, he received Child Allowance for his six kids, and his wife received Carer’s Allowance. Mr Gates suffered from a bad back, apparently. Yet, according to Smales, he was often seen out with his metal detector, and as per Smales’s grandad, he had books in his house about archaeology digs, lesser-known Roman sites, and God knew what else. Presumably, all the digging with his metal detector, didn’t trouble his bad back. With

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