CHAPTER SIXTEEN
The next morning, while Mary Carmody and Hanks drove up to London to see Frank Massey, Rafferty, with no great hopes, went through the motions of checking Jes Bullock's alibi. He wasn't surprised when Bullock's friends confirmed his story. According to them, they had all been at the flat of Mick Coffey, another of Bullock's cronies, from about seven-forty till just before nine-thirty on Thursday night, when Bullock had left for his usual drink.
Rafferty was disinclined to believe them, but he couldn't prove they were lying. Still keen to give Bullock his comeuppance, he had despatched Llewellyn and Lilley to question Coffey's neighbours. But again, as with their inquiries about Smith, the icy weather had kept most people indoors, so their questioning was fruitless. No o
