IT WAS TWO DAYS BEFORE the wedding and Rafferty was losing hope about the case and the honeymoon. But then something broke that gave him renewed reason to think that, after all, they might yet crack the case and get away.
Another witness had come forward to state that they had seen Gary Oldfield near the Staveley’s house around 5.35 on the evening of the murder.
Rafferty was exuberant. ‘He lied to us again. How come his car didn’t show up?’ He slapped the desk and answered his own question. ‘Stupid of me—didn’t he have a whole yard-full of vehicles to choose from? He could easily have walked from his flat to the car lot wearing a hoodie so the CCTV cameras couldn’t show up his features. He had the keys to the key cabinet, so could take whatever car he fancied so his own didn’t show up on
