Chapter Eighteen
THE PRESS CONFERENCE came to an end over an hour later. Rafferty made his way back to his office, where Llewellyn was still beavering away.
‘Anything new come in?’ Rafferty asked as he sat down at his desk.
‘Nothing much. Though a couple of the burglary suspects were unable to give alibis as to where they were on the nights the burglaries took place.’
‘Might get a speedy result, then. Two results if it gets Bradley off my back.’
‘Lizzie Green and Tim Smales are bringing the suspects in for questioning.’ Llewellyn glanced at the clock. ‘They should be here soon. Lizzie rang in ten minutes ago.’
Lizzie rang up from the custody suite a couple of minutes later, and Rafferty and Llewellyn went down to question the two burglary suspects. Both were well-known to them, being
