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

‘Or plenty of time and opportunity to use two weapons.’

‘This one isn’t like the kitchen knife found in her chest, it’s more like a sporting or ornamental type.’

Kelly made notes. She figured that anyone in such a rage, and focused intently on harm to this extent, would grab anything to hand. Or they could have brought their own weapon, making the death significantly more ritualistic and exciting. ‘Did you say ornamental?’

Ted looked up. ‘Yes, why?’

‘Wait a minute.’ Kelly tapped on her iPad and brought up an image of a table in Mary’s living room. It was an occasional table with bits and bobs on it, including an oddly shaped knife.

‘What about this?’

Ted studied it through glasses perched on his nose as he held his hands away from the screen, not wanting to contaminate it with cadaver fluid.

‘That’s got quite a curve on it, these smaller wounds look straight. Was it sent to a lab for examination?’

‘Yes.’

‘Good, I can tell you for sure when I get to see it.’

Ted’s instruments clinked and pulled on the victim’s clothes and limbs, and he announced that he wanted her turned over. In an hour, he’d logged, measured and photographed every injury on her anterior side; now he wanted to see her back.

‘Did you say she’d been dragged?’ he asked.

Kelly sat up straight. ‘Yes. The initial crime scene investigation report said she’d been set upon after the animals had begun making a riot of noise when they were attacked. The pursuit went through the house and the victim was attacked fatally in the kitchen, but blood smears suggest that she was placed into a different position post-mortem, or as she was dying: some fine blood spatter at the scene would indicate that she was still breathing when she was moved.’

‘And was there anything obviously significant about the position of the body where it was moved? Was it aligned to a room, or a doorway perhaps?’

‘We looked at all the photographs in detail and we think that she was placed facing her animals with her head to the south. Some of her personal items, such as underwear and handbag, were then thrown into the fire in the yard, with her animals, but didn’t burn fully.’

‘Rage, again.’

‘Indeed.’

‘She has no injuries to her back, so she was disabled then stabbed, face to face.’

‘Personal.’

‘Of course.’

‘Defence wounds?’

‘Quite extensive for someone who was overwhelmed and eventually bound.’