Chapter FiveAfter a night spent brooding, wondering what to do for the best, bleary-eyed, Rafferty left for the station. He had tried to contact Abra several times the previous evening, but she had left her ansafone switched on and her mobile switched off. In spite of his desperate pleading, she had chosen to take none of his calls.
Somehow, he knew he would have to find time during a busy day of interviews to go round to her flat. At least she should be there, as he knew she’d taken this week as a holiday from her job in order to do some long overdue spring cleaning.
Rafferty, beginning to worry that he’d be spring-cleaned out of Abra’s life along with the dust and cobwebs, had reason to regret his shocked response to her ‘possibly pregnant’ news. But how had she expected him to react?
