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

Like when he was at Castlerigg, Callum couldn’t help but stare at what was in front of him. Kev’s neck was twisted at a weird angle and stuff leaked out of his helmet: it was like mush. His arms and legs lay limp and blood began spreading outwards from his body. More girls screamed and someone threw up. Johnny shoed them away and directed them to a place away from the body. Callum felt someone take his hand and he looked down at Josie, whose face was ashen. He shielded her and helped Johnny turn the others away.

The noise attracted tourists and other groups of climbers, and the place turned to chaos, but not before Callum noticed that, when he landed, Kev wasn’t attached to a rope at all.

Chapter 54

Kelly answered her phone brightly. It was Johnny, but his voice wasn’t right.

‘Johnny?’ she asked.

‘There’s been a terrible accident.’ His voice cracked and Kelly felt a creeping ache spread from under her ribs.

‘What? Are you OK? Is Josie OK?’ Her throat constricted. It was bad. She could tell from the sound of his desperate attempt not to break down.

‘Kev. The climbing instructor. I don’t know… the belay… the rope… I just don’t know what happened. He fell right in front of Josie and Callum. It was horrendous.’ He sniffed and breathed out.

‘Is he all right? Jesus, where are the kids?’

‘He’s dead, Kelly. He fell twenty-odd metres, head first. The kids saw everything.’

‘Where are you?’

‘We’re at Callum’s. His dad is here. The kids are in shock.’

‘And you are too. I’m coming. I know his address.’

She rushed from her desk, imparting a garbled message to DS Umshaw, telling her where she was going and why. Kate stood up and followed her to the lift.

‘Find out from the emergency services what the hell happened,’ Kelly said. As she reached the elevator, a call came in to her phone: it was the control desk downstairs. She tucked the device under her chin and took the stairs instead, so she could listen without the signal being cut off. Kate went after her.

‘Guv. We’ve just had a call from a pod in Keswick: they dealt with a fallen climber in Borrowdale. The emergency services are still there and the first responders have reported suspected foul play.’

Kelly stopped mid-stairway, Kate almost bumped into her. ‘The climbing instructor who died? Another one?’

‘No, guv, just one that I know about. Today at least. I’ve been on all day.’

‘Can you run the details by me, I think it might be my mistake.’

The controller told Kelly about the location of the accident, the casualty and the witnesses. The main statement had been given by Johnny Frietze. She closed her eyes.

‘Foul play, how?’ Her skin went cold.