CHAPTER 10
The next day I made my early morning life-saving mug of coffee and took it back to bed with me. I wanted to think without Liliad looking at me with what I perceived was disapproval at my lack of progress in finding my biological father. I got the impression that although she clearly enjoyed living in Bournemouth she was uneasy at the prospect of our remaining in one place too long and I had to admit that after the Barry Mason encounters I was inclined to agree with her.
I sat in bed perusing the brochure the receptionist had given me and then logged onto the internet to check out J L & F’s website. My difficulty was finding out who, other than Mr Farquhar of the current personnel, had been members of Bottomley & Farquhar all those years ago. Looking at the fresh faces on the w
