CHAPTER 41
Police Constable Keith Greaves responded to the jangling ring of the telephone on the second ring. Tilly was sleeping peacefully beside him and he wanted to avoid waking her. A sixth sense had woken him mere seconds before the phone had begun ringing, and a quick glance at the bedside clock told him that it was not quite six a.m.
“Police,” he replied, wearily rubbing the sleep from his eyes with his free hand.
The strange voice at the other end of the line expressed surprise at hearing Greaves answer the phone.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I was expecting to speak to a Group Captain Forbes. This is the number I was given.”
“My name is Police Constable Greaves, and this is the number you require for the Group Captain, but he won’t be here for some time yet. Do you have any idea what time
