Chapter 23
I figured that it would be unlikely that he would be in one of the suburban dwellings, they were large and semi-detached and I didn’t see how he could afford one. So by a process of elimination, and praying that my hunch was right, I ignored the leafy avenues and concentrated on the garage blocks that lay behind the houses.
The first three had drawn a blank; I had turned in to each with my heart in my throat. The lanes had a shingle surface and my tyres crunched loudly upon the stones. There was a line of wooden fences with gates leading into the gardens on one side and a row of large clinker built garages on the other. Each garage had a small entry door and a pair of wooden doors for car access, most were a dull green but some had been freshly painted. I suspected few were us
