Chapter Fifteen
Rafferty was still feeling smug about his clever little girl the next morning. He felt like telling the world. Or at least Llewellyn. But Llewellyn got in first before he had the chance.
‘By the way, I learned a piece of news last night, which I think will intrigue you.’
Rafferty swivelled his head around sharply. Llewellyn sounded smugger than he felt about his baby daughter. It could only be bad news as far as he was concerned. Babbington news, that would do the professor a bit of good. He refused to give Llewellyn the satisfaction of reacting in the way he expected. Throwing his pen down on his desk, he sat back and threaded his fingers together behind his head. ‘Go on, then. I’d hate to deprive you of whatever satisfaction you’ve got at what you’ve “discovered”.’
Al
