The quickest route was across the churchyard. Trevor knew he was following the exact same path Anna had taken the night she’d been killed. He walked out of the car park on to the pavement. He crossed the quiet road, to the church notice board, depressed the latch on the roofed gate and closed it ...
But whatever you do know, you forget right now. That’s an order.’ Superintendent Bill Mulcahy lectured the officers assembled in front of him. ‘I’ll introduce everyone by their covers. Take a good look at their faces. It isn’t an exaggeration to say that your lives, and theirs, might depend on yo...
He’d landed awkwardly when he’d jumped the last foot from the rope the kids had used as an access into the old factory. Momentarily crippled and cursing soundly he’d stood back and watched Jason pull in the rope and jump the sixteen feet to the ground. There’d been a time; and not that long ago, ...
The July night was warm, the sky bright, with a full moon surrounded by a bevy of stars. The watcher crept in the shadow of the long wall that bordered the lane at the back of Main Street. The houses were terraced, Georgian, five-storey, and in excellent repair. The Mid-Wales town was a by-word f...
‘Did they see one another?’ Trevor asked. Chris smiled. ‘As ordered.’ ‘When you’ve finished your break, check on the search warrants. As soon as they come through organise searches of the Jenkinses’ house and Matthew Clarke’s. After they’re completed we’ll track down and interview their fellow ch...