Chapter 9
MY SEARCH results were disheartening. I phoned every primary and secondary school in Gosford asking if they’d had a student named Jacob van Graf who may have changed his surname at 12. But of course they told me nothing and my signed authority form didn’t impress them at all. The same with the sporting clubs. As I was not a criminal lawyer, an enquiry for a police check would arouse suspicions, so I asked my criminal lawyer mate Jerry to do a criminal history check for Jacob, on the off-chance he could be traced through the courts or was in jail.
‘What’s this for?’ Jerry asked.
‘Just helping out a friend.’
‘Female, by any chance?’
‘Yes, but not that sort of friend.’
‘Why not? You’re not still upset about Angela, are you? That was ages ago.’
‘Angelique. And no, I’m not stil
