It seemed as if one minute Gary Farrow was heading his force's CID and the next he'd fallen victim to the latest round of spending cuts and was packing the contents of his desk into a brown cardboard box. Thrust into unplanned retirement Gary had no notion of how the next phase of his life would work out. The 'phone stopped ringing at all hours of the day and night and there was suddenly no-one banging his door demanding that he attend another complicated crime scene. Suddenly ex Detective Superintendent Gary Farrow found himself shuffling round in dressing gown and slippers, force-fed on a...