Chapter One
‘AND THAT'S ALL THIS young woman said?’
At Llewellyn's bemused question, Rafferty nodded. ‘Yep, Dafyd,’ he confirmed. That's all.’
Unsurprisingly, his logically minded Welsh DS found his recounting of that morning's incident in the daily life of police station reception folk somewhat bizarre.
The university-educated Llewellyn, who had read his way through all the most infamous murder trials in the annals of British justice and injustice, and who had presumably assumed, on joining the police service, that he was going to pit his wits against some of the most cunning killers on the planet, even now still found it hard to accept that, in the main, murderers were not very bright and thus easily caught.
This latest one, at least, although being more willing than most to confess
