As I drove towards Lorimers, I realized how delusional my sense of completion had been. There was no way I could relax until I had resolved the Tallis family’s part of the mystery.
And now I knew that Bruce Tallis had been supplying drugs to his daughter during the last weeks of her life, I also knew that I had to confront him.
I brought the Yeti to a halt on the hardstanding in front of the house. To the side I could see the open garages with their complement of cars. The Jaguar, the BMW, the Porsche and the Mercedes. Conspicuous consumption or what? Typical of a man who thought a sufficiently large dose of money could solve any problem.
Good news, though. If the cars were there, it probably meant their owners were too.
I stepped out of the Yeti and started towards the front door. Then I felt a sudden, crushing pain on the back of my head and the world went black.