There is a Turkish football club not far away, and from time to time, as the police are only too aware, violence breaks out between the two groups. We are not very far from Kingsland Road; surely it was not impossible that the murders were connected as Kevin Brown had suggested to me. ...
Dmitry went to work, came home, tried to sleep. There was nothing he could do. Nihal had gone to Stockholm after all; there was silence from Katie. He felt completely deserted. He thought that if he sat tight and did nothing, perhaps the whole situation would somehow go away, resolve itself. It w...
Jenny was meant to have dropped her off at four. But now it was nearly quarter to five, and she hadn’t done so. Katie tried to phone her, but there was no reply. She tried to ring the school but there was no reply there either, the office was already shut. She tried to keep calm. Perhaps they had...