‘No. He said he was going to kill – ninety. As in the number. Heath mentioned it in his statement, that the killer said he was going to be number fifty-five. We’ve been looking at it like Heath was going to be the fifty-fifth victim, but what if he was number fifty-five?’

Mitch was getting visibly frustrated. ‘What do you mean?’

‘Well, if he has killed fifty-four people why are there only six graves and eight names on the list that we can make out? What if it’s the name he’s going for, as if Heath’s name was on a list?’

‘What list?’ said Mitch, impatient. ‘The one in the cabin?’

‘Yes,’ said Chandler. ‘Or a list somewhere else.’

‘That’s not very helpful, Sergeant. Come back when you have—’

Chandler continued nonetheless. ‘He mentioned that Gabriel said, “They have been named at the beginning.” But the beginning of what?’

‘I know what you are getting closer to the end of, Sergeant,’ spat Mitch. ‘Your career.’

Chandler ignored it and looked at his audience.

‘It would have to be the beginning of a book,’ offered Tanya.

‘What book?’

There were more bemused looks. Some of the assembled officers chatted amongst themselves, doubting Chandler’s theory or simply his sanity.

Then the answer came to Chandler.

‘Genesis. The start of the Bible. A list of names.’

He turned to Tanya but she had already dug out the black hardback Bible from her desk drawer, a copy that had been well thumbed but remained in one piece. She opened it at the start, at Genesis. The first few pages revealed a list of names.

‘What’s fifty-five?’ he asked.

She counted up. The officers began to mill around, their attention now with Chandler rather than Mitch, who was trying to get them to focus on the command he had issued.

‘What is it?’ asked Chandler, impatient.

‘Give me a . . .’ said Tanya. She nodded her head as she counted the last few. She stared up at him. ‘It’s Heth.’

Chandler looked at Mitch. Upon the uttering of the name he could see the realization wash over the inspector’s face, his lips shading to a royal blue once again. He called out the other names from the list found in the cabin. ‘Adam, Seth, Eve.’

Tanya scanned the pages. Another excruciating wait.

‘All there. In some form.’

‘Jared, Sheila, Noah.’

She nodded again.

‘And number ninety?’ asked Chandler.

‘Wait,’ said Tanya as she counted out loud. Finally she had the answer. ‘It’s Sarai,’ she said, pronouncing the hard ‘i’.

‘We got any of those in town?’ cried out Mitch, aiming this at Chandler and his team. He was met with the shaken heads of Tanya and Luka. ‘No babies with weird names?’ he added hopefully.