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

‘I’m just quickly going to throw something more comfortable on to wear. I won’t be a second, there’s wine in the fridge, help yourself. I took the liberty of making up the spare room for you, unless you’ve booked a hotel? I can always call you a cab,’ Kelly said.

‘Thanks, I’m booked into a Premier Inn on some motorway junction. It’ll do, but thanks for the invite. Next time. I could murder a glass of wine.’

Kelly went upstairs and peeled off her detective uniform: when she wore it, she called it her ‘plain clothes shuffle’. She pulled on some jeans and a thin sweater, checked her make-up and slipped on some pumps. When she went back downstairs, Demi had made herself comfortable under one of the blankets on a lounger outside on the terrace. Kelly poured a glass of well-chilled white wine and joined her.

‘You know Rob’s app – DC Shawcross – he made the pentacle app so we could impose it onto a map at any scale? Yes, well I reckon the seasons have something to do with the killings as well. The two animal cruelty cases were at the start of a spring festival Pagans call Imbolc, and the disappearance of the two boys happened much later in the year during the festival of Samhain. That’s the death of the year, and it kicks off with Halloween. Now, before you go all spooked on me, Halloween isn’t anywhere near as old as things like the Day of the Dead – which is essentially the same thing – the death of the year, and treating the dead with respect has happened for centuries. The Christian version is much more recent.’

‘I’m not spooked at all. I was in Mexico three years ago for the Day of the Dead, it’s a fabulous experience if you ever get the chance. You say these crimes are connected, and if that’s correct, then it means that over the course of the last, what? Twelve years? They’ve been happening subtly – carefully even – not brazen or exhibitionist at all, so why now? It’s a change of profile, a change of MO. It doesn’t fit. Sure, you have escalation, but the finality of what’s going on, the public nature of the crimes, is unexpected, given the rest of the information we know.’

‘I know.’

‘Different perps? An accomplice branching out on their own? An apprentice finally ready?’

‘It’s all plausible. That’s what I find so frustrating. There are so many potential outcomes for this case, and at the moment, catching the bastard isn’t one of them.’

‘Or bastards.’

‘No. It’s a lone operator. I’ve seen it before.’

‘The Teacher?’