NIGEL WAS IN HIS OFFICE at the estate agency, as one of his staff reluctantly confirmed upon Rafferty and Llewellyn’s arrival. Like Nigel himself, the estate agency’s decor oozed designer styling; in this instance, black leather and more chrome than even B & Q could stock. The place looked more like some fancy knocking shop than the office of an estate agent. The black leather seats were so low that Rafferty thought it likely the elderly, infirm, pregnant or overweight would get out of them only with difficulty. Though he supposed that was the idea: keep your customers captive while you talked them into buying the most expensive property on the books.
Rafferty found both the decor and its ‘captivating’ seating style chilling rather than welcoming. Like Nigel himself and others of his ilk,
