Back Blood Rites
Chapters (68)
  1. Cover
  2. Chapter 1
  3. Chapter 2
  4. Chapter 3
  5. Chapter 4
  6. Chapter 5
  7. Chapter 6
  8. Chapter 7
  9. Chapter 8
  10. Chapter 9
  11. Chapter 10
  12. Chapter 11
  13. Chapter 12
  14. Chapter 13
  15. Chapter 14
  16. Chapter 15
  17. Chapter 16
  18. Chapter 17
  19. Chapter 18
  20. Chapter 19
  21. Chapter 20
  22. Chapter 21
  23. Chapter 22
  24. Chapter 23
  25. Chapter 24
  26. Chapter 25
  27. Chapter 26
  28. Chapter 27
  29. Chapter 28
  30. Chapter 29
  31. Chapter 30
  32. Chapter 31
  33. Chapter 32
  34. Chapter 33
  35. Chapter 34
  36. Chapter 35
  37. Chapter 36
  38. Chapter 37
  39. Chapter 38
  40. Chapter 39
  41. Chapter 40
  42. Chapter 41
  43. Chapter 42
  44. Chapter 43
  45. Chapter 44
  46. Chapter 45
  47. Chapter 46
  48. Chapter 47
  49. Chapter 48
  50. Chapter 49
  51. Chapter 50
  52. Chapter 51
  53. Chapter 52
  54. Chapter 53
  55. Chapter 54
  56. Chapter 55
  57. Chapter 56
  58. Chapter 57
  59. Chapter 58
  60. Chapter 59
  61. Chapter 60
  62. Chapter 61
  63. Chapter 62
  64. Chapter 63
  65. Acknowledgements
  66. Canelo Crime
  67. About the Author
  68. Also by Rachel Lynch

‘Quite. So why would Fred be so secretive about something that sounds quite beautiful to me? I like the sound of worshipping nature, isn’t that what a lot of peace-loving people around the world still do?’

‘Yes, communities have done it for centuries, but have always been victimised for it, which is probably why Fred was less than willing to share the information.’

‘Right, so let’s get this straight: Mary was part of the group?’

‘She was the High Priestess.’

‘Run that by me again,’ Kelly said. Rob stopped eating.

‘Every group has a High Priest and a High Priestess who run it. They shouldn’t be a couple themselves – as Mary and Fred weren’t. It just means they’ve had more experience and training than the others.’

‘So, Mary was a leader? Did anyone stand to gain from taking that title away from her?’

‘I can’t think of anyone, and, as you know, everybody respected and admired her. But there is one person that I thought had left the area a long time ago, who Mary upset.’

Kelly glanced at Rob. They both sat up a little taller. Rob put down his half eaten biscuit. ‘Go on,’ said Kelly.

‘It’s a long story,’ said Joe.

‘You have our attention,’ Kelly said.

‘I was thinking about joining Fred’s group. Annie was less convinced but agreed to learn more about it. I work in nature, I see it all about me. I think that the basic mores of what Fred and Mary put across were quite beautiful, and it all makes sense to me. Everything revolves around seasons: light and dark.’

‘Light and dark?’

‘Yes, the science and awe of the cycle of the year. So, the beginning of the year is in February, when the ewes first lactate for the spring lambs. From then on, the nights get shorter and the days get longer. Life returns to the land.’

Kelly thought that Joe was doing an excellent job of explaining it all. His passion was infectious. It’s just she couldn’t see how it all might be relevant yet. She listened. Rob started on another biscuit.

‘However, there was an old member of the group who created tension, and there was a strong belief that he might not have had the purest of souls. He portrayed himself as a moral rod, the leader in many ways, and it upset Fred and made the group somewhat lopsided, if you know what I mean. He unsettled people. He brought imbalance.’

‘So why was he allowed to join?’ Kelly asked.

‘Because he was in a relationship with Mary. I didn’t know the details but they were an odd pairing. He was stern and mysterious, and she was meek and gentle. It turns out that he was actually married and Mary ended the relationship. He was asked to leave the group but said some pretty awful things before he did.’

‘Like what?’