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
‘Ever been in a permanent relationship with a woman?’
‘You’re kidding me. No. Of course not. What’s the point?’
‘After we’re done here, Mr McKee,’ said Winters. ‘I’m going back to see Marlene. Do you want me to pass on a message to her?’
‘Tell her I’ll be calling her as soon as I get out of this swamp.’
‘Mr McKee?’ Clay drew his attention. ‘Have you ever had sex with a woman called Norma Maguire?’
Clay showed him Norma Maguire’s picture, a blown-up image from the most recent framed staff portrait.
‘I wouldn’t have sex with her if she was the last woman on earth.’
‘Do you know Norma Maguire?’ suggested Clay.
‘Never seen or heard of her.’
She picked out the image on her iPhone of Cecily Levin as Jocasta in Oedipus Rex and showed it to Edgar McKee.
‘Who’s she?’ asked Edgar McKee.
‘Cecily Levin was Norma Maguire’s mother. She was a successful actress. She was in the Hammer films I named that we found in your DVD collection.’
He scrutinised the screen of Clay’s iPhone.
‘She had all the good-looking genes in the world. I guess she didn’t pass them on to her daughter.’
‘You sure you don’t know Norma Maguire?’
‘Fucking certain!’
‘It’s just we’ve got Norma Maguire in custody on the same investigation that’s keeping you here. Do you want to get ahead of the game and tell me exactly what’s been going on between the two of you?’
‘Sefton Park,’ replied Edgar McKee, his face passive to the point of death.
‘Why do you say that?’ asked Clay.
‘Because there’s a lake there. If it’s a fishing trip you’re looking to go on, go there and leave me alone.’
‘OK. Here comes the very bad news for you, Mr McKee. Wren’s changed his story from I don’t know. He’s given us an in-depth description of what happened on the footpath. You were out of the van for four minutes and nine seconds exactly. He counted. We’ve got a witness whose dog found Amanda Winton’s body and saw you running away with a torch in your hand. What do you say to that, Mr McKee?’
Edgar McKee turned to Detective Constable Clive Winters.
‘I say, when you go and see Marlene, do yourself a favour and fuck her brains out. She’s soooooo good!’
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9.05 am
‘Where’s Terry Mason?’ asked Stone as he looked around the shell of Norma Maguire’s office and the evidence bags lined up at the door.
‘He’s back at the ranch, running DNA tests on hairs found on Edgar McKee’s hairnets from the abattoir,’ replied Sergeant Paul Price, taking photographs of the empty drawers of Norma Maguire’s desk.
Riley looked at the three filing cabinets mounted on trolleys at the door to be transported back to Trinity Road police station.