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 covered her ears and eyes, not wanting to know what was to come next. Jock was here to make peace, to see what he could do to help. Little did he know why he was really called upon. She couldn’t trust father to let him go, now he knew where they were. It was a gamble contacting him in the first place. But Jock was loyal. His pride was such that to tell anyone where he was going, he’d have to have good enough reason, and there was none. Yet.

A loud banging on the wooden door made her jump. She shook her head and pushed her face into her knees.

‘No, no, no, no, no,’ she whispered.

Lovely, gentle, kind, caring Jock.

‘Go away. Get in your car and go away!’ she willed him to rethink his trust. He’d walked blindly into something he could never predict.

The door opened and she knew that he was inside. The latch had been left off for him.

It was time to leave. It was time to disappear. Again. One police car had given up. There’d be more. It was no coincidence that they’d found this place now. She was tired and she didn’t want to move again. She wanted to be Callum’s girlfriend: a normal schoolgirl, shopping, chatting to friends and going to climbing classes.

She grimaced into her knees and bit herself hard. None of that would ever happen as long as she remained here.

She felt a hand on her shoulder and looked up into Jock’s sweet face.

‘What happened to your father?’ he asked.

Chapter 51

Kelly pulled her car into her driveway and switched off the engine. Demi had been lecturing all day in Lancaster and had accepted Kelly’s invitation for supper. Her involvement on the case had been welcomed by her team and Demi had fitted in well. It was a shame she wasn’t local. She’d dismissed her team to get some rest. Fred O’Reilly was booked in to be formally interviewed in the morning. They hadn’t managed to speak to Jock Harris, though.

‘I hate this stage of investigations. I remember you lecturing us on the tree. “Only when the tree has leaves,” you kept saying.’

Demi laughed.

‘Where the hell do you get your ideas?’ Kelly asked. She got out of the car, and Demi did the same.

‘What a lovely house. Which lake is that? I’m afraid my knowledge is sketchy. What a beautiful place to work, I envy you.’

‘It’s Ullswater. Thank you. It is a beautiful place but my work doesn’t exactly get me out sightseeing.’

‘I can never understand the names around here, they’re all so non-English.’