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

The team of four armed men acknowledged her caution and checked in with their strategic firearms commander. They had their own chain of command, for accountability. The worst scenario in any situation such as this one was that a weapon would be fired. The best outcome was always that the building was secured and cleared for entry by unarmed officers and detectives. Kelly hated the waiting around, but knew that it was a fundamental aspect of searching a property.

Adrenaline always pumped in situations like this. The team wore armour and helmets and checked their weapons, speaking in their own language, it seemed: in code and firearm speak. They were like a wing of the police force rather than inside the body, and everyone respected them and the risks they took. Kelly shook their hands.

One nodded over to her vehicle and to Johnny.

‘Crucial witness,’ she said. The officer nodded and briefed his men. He was in charge. They advanced towards the property.

Kirk Junker could have easily moved his family elsewhere, spooked by the last squad car visit.

Kelly went back to her car to listen to events unfold on the radio. Johnny remained quiet and distant. It pained her to see him so lacking in spirit or life. She’d seen it before: parents whose innate mission is to protect their kids from the madness of the world, failing – in their eyes – to have fulfilled their duty.

In the distance, Kelly heard dogs. A shot of stress hormone hit her stomach and she thought of Carry Tomlin’s bite wounds. The noise was acknowledged by radio, and the four-man response team approached the property with caution. They reported every visual, and Kelly felt with them, part of the team. The unarmed squad car waited alongside. They’d be second to go in.

The wait was tense.

The radio crackled and they heard shouting as they heard the team move around, checking entrances and locks. A decision was made to force their way in through a wooden door that looked as though it would break easiest. They were right. It didn’t take them long to get in. Kelly listened to the radio as room by room was declared cleared and secure. The temptation to approach the building was intense and almost too much. Kelly paced up and down outside her car. Even Johnny got out.

‘Oh my God,’ they heard over the radio.

Johnny and Kelly looked at one another.

‘That’s the whole property clear. DI Porter, you need to come and see this.’

Chapter 57

Kelly looked across at Johnny. ‘I think you should wait here.’