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

She googled the symbol with Ted still on the phone and an image came up that fitted what Ted told her. She stared at it. She’d seen it before, but she couldn’t place where. She recalled what The Teacher had said in the recent letter. And the Moon Goddess returns to slumber…

‘Hold on, Ted. Have you seen this mark anywhere, before today?’

‘Well, that’s why I was calling. I was going to just record it in the report but when I studied the photographs from the crime scene to comment on the direction of the blows on Mary’s body, it was actually marked in the floor.’

‘What? Which one? Which photo?’ Kelly opened the Mary Hales file and flicked through the photographs frantically. She saw nothing, but then she was rushing, and her heart was pounding because she’d realised where she’d seen the sign of the Moon Goddess. It had been written next to Edna Beverley’s phone number on her son’s missing poster.

‘Wait a minute, it’s evidence article MH101,’ Ted said.

Kelly clicked on the relevant photo. ‘Right, I’m on it, where? I can’t see it.’

‘Spin the photograph once to the left, I only did it myself to check how the blood spatter covered the floor on her left side, absolutely confirming that she was in the supine position when the majority of the wounds were inflicted.’

The detail sent a slight shiver through Kelly’s body. Mary Hales looked into her killer’s face as she died. They already knew that, but to be reminded of it was unwelcome. Kelly tried to ignore the body on the screen in front of her and search around it, after she’d spun the photograph around.

‘Fucking hell. Sorry, Ted.’

‘Can you see it?’

‘Yes. I’m zooming in. Does it look like it was drawn in blood by a finger to you?’ Kelly asked.

‘That was my theory exactly.’

‘Oh God.’

‘What is it, Kelly?’

‘It couldn’t be a smear as a result of there being so much blood, could it?’