Chapters (156)
- A DATE WITH DEATH
- Also by Mark Roberts
- A Date With Death
- Copyright Page
- Contents
- The Past
- 1977
- Day OneWednesday, 1st December 2021CatoptrophobiaFear of mirrors
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- The Past
- 1979
- Day TwoThursday, 2nd December 2021OneirophobiaFear of dreams
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- The Past
- 1980
- Day ThreeFriday, 3rd December 2021MonophobiaFear of being alone
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- The Past
- 1982
- Day FourSaturday, 4th December 2021ThanatophobiaFear of Death
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- About the Author
- An Invitation from the Publisher
Clay slid the paper across the table to Edgar McKee and said, ‘Bullseye. Well done. She speaks very highly of you, according to DC Winters.’
‘I don’t know anything about her. I don’t even know her real name. But I give her a lot of work because she’s good at her job, end of.’
‘There’s no personal relationship between the two of you?’ asked Hendricks.
‘Get real. It’s money for sex and sex for money. That’s what I call an honest relationship. I’ve got an alibi. I didn’t fucking kidnap anyone. I was with a pro. Can I go home now?’
‘No, certainly not,’ said Clay. ‘Your twenty-four hours isn’t up yet. And besides, your flat’s being treated as a crime scene. If you do get out from here, you’re going to have to find somewhere else to stay until we’re ready.’
Ms Davis turned to McKee, held her hand up to cover her mouth and whispered in his ear.
‘Do you want to bring it up?’ he asked.
‘DCI Clay,’ said Ms Davis. ‘The murders and abductions in Liverpool are linked to a murder in Warrington last August. Correct?’
‘It’s the same killer,’ confirmed Clay.
‘My client, Mr McKee, wasn’t in the country during that time. I’ve contacted easyJet and they’re going to send confirmation that he flew to Amsterdam on July 30th 2021 and returned to Liverpool John Lennon Airport on August 18th.’
‘We’ll do the same,’ said Clay. ‘Had Mr McKee mentioned this to us, that would have been the very first thing we’d have done.’
‘I didn’t mention it, Clay, because I wasn’t even aware that some poor woman in Warrington had been abducted and murdered last August,’ said McKee.
‘It was a massive news story,’ said Hendricks.
‘Not in Amsterdam it wasn’t.’
‘The story rolled on into the autumn, the investigation by the Warrington police. You had no idea?’
‘I don’t follow the fucking news, for God’s sake, it’s depressing shit.’
‘When did you first become aware of the murder of Sandra O’Day?’ asked Hendricks.
Edgar McKee looked again at his solicitor with a puzzled expression and a shortening fuse.
‘That’s the name of the Warrington victim,’ said Clay.
‘When Ms Davis told me, about half an hour ago, when we had a meeting. Are you seriously still going to keep me in custody?’
‘We can approach the Dutch police for assistance. Is there anyone in Amsterdam who could confirm you were there in the suggested time window?’ asked Hendricks.