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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

As she did so, she called in a patrol car. The man she was about to interview was the man in the photograph next to Daphne, found in the girl’s wallet.

Chapter 35

Before Kelly arrived back at Eden House, news of the body of a dead woman, found on the edge of Thirlmere reservoir near a car park, had made its way to the investigation team. One of the uniforms on site, when called to the spot by a member of the public who’d been preparing to climb Helvellyn, had taped off the area for a search, and noticed wounds to the woman’s neck, arms and legs that looked like animal bites. Any such concern was immediately viewed as suspicious and the crime squad involved.

Kelly parked and spoke to DS Umshaw on her phone, Kate told her the few details they knew about the woman, and that Dr Demi Cramer was waiting for her in the incident room. Kelly didn’t know what to do first: eat, get a coffee, or punch something. Jock Harris had given her very little. He’d confirmed that the photograph was of him and Daphne, but it was a one-off at a barbecue, hosted by the O’Reillys, years ago, when Kirk was a member of the group. He too hadn’t seen the police appeal, because, like most of the others, he didn’t possess a TV. He said he had no idea why the young girl would keep his photograph and found it as odd as they did, though she did seem to fixate on people.

She turned her attention to the new case. Life went on, cases didn’t stop because they were working on another. Regarding the identity of the dead woman at Thirlmere, there were no current missing person reports, and no ID on the body, but an officer at the scene had tentatively suggested that he knew who she might be. He’d named her as the journalist Carry Tomlin.

‘How sure is he?’ Kelly spoke into her phone.

‘He doesn’t need to be sure, guv. We got sent the images taken by the CSI ten minutes ago. It’s her. She’s been taken to the mortuary in Carlisle and her NOK have been informed; they’ll be requested to formally ID the body when the coroner is ready.

‘Ted Wallis?’

‘Yes, guv.’