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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

Second murder. Carry Tomlin was connected to the first murder through her vocal opinions of the occult being responsible for Mary’s death. Had the killer posed as a source and they’d arranged to meet? No rage was evident but this was yet to be confirmed by Ted. That was a difference. The symbol of water arranged above her head connected the two murders further. Kelly made a note of the three other elements, including spirit, and googled all five. The problem with the internet was that once you pursued one search, something else popped up that stoked interest and, before you knew where you were, you had seventeen pages of information open.

She called the office to see if they’d had results for the tyre tracks found behind Mary’s garden lane, or any news on who Carry Tomlin had met or spoken to prior to her death. Her newspaper team was in shock, and they were trying to process what had happened. As a result, none of them were very helpful. The reporter hadn’t left a journal of daily appointments, she’d told no one where she was going when she left the office on Tuesday lunchtime, and her phone records had still to be sent back from Vodafone. None of her colleagues knew of an appointment that would take Carry south on the A591 late morning yesterday.

It was DS Will Phillips who looked into the tyre tracks taken from the lane, and he reported that the track specialist he’d been working with in a lab in Manchester had narrowed it down to a tyre used on Fiat campervans. It was a Michelin Agilis Camping Green X tyre with a distinct feathered shaped tread.

It was great news because they were so distinctive. However, campervans in the Lake District were like Range Rovers in Hampstead Heath.

Next she re-read the letters from The Teacher, but with a renewed context provided by Fred O’Reilly about seasons, balance and the goddess. She opened the most recent that she’d only read this morning (this time wearing plastic gloves) and it seemed a life time ago.

Broadmoor Rehabilitation Home

Autumn 2018

Hello Kelly,

Are you ignoring me?

She stared out of the window and realised that they were passing Crewe already. Her neck ached and she rubbed it. She went back to the rantings of a maniac.