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Chapters (65)
  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. Acknowledgements
  65. Detective Kelly Porter

‘That’s what I was thinking. We’ll see.’ The thought of returning to her old constabulary filled her with anxiety. It wasn’t something that could be explained, and it wasn’t tangible, in as much that it wasn’t justified, but the thought of seeing former colleagues and meeting acquaintances she’d rather forget was unsettling. The problem was that the man had been murdered on her patch, and so somebody would have to go, and she couldn’t imagine sending anyone else. It was protocol in such circumstances for the SIO to lead or at least support an investigation into the man’s life before they could establish the circumstances surrounding his death.

But first they had to visit Allerdale House.

‘So, are you thinking burglary goes wrong? That this man disturbed them? It certainly was a nice little pile of valuables that was taken,’ Ted said.

‘The best part of half a million, I reckon.’

He whistled. ‘Unusual for here. Why do you think he was moved?’

‘To clean up forensically. Crime scenes are much more helpful to the police than dump scenes. It’s quite clever really, and indicates further that we’re dealing with professionals rather than just a bungled burglary. Could you establish time of death?’

‘Definitely some time on Sunday night.’

They hung up. Now that Kelly had final proof of George’s ID, they could proceed with haste. She wanted to know the relationship between the dead man and the owner of Allerdale House, and why he was here in the Lakes, so far away from home. An annual fishing trip sounded too convenient. DC Hide’s investigation into the robbery had already established that there was no sign of forced entry to the main house and nothing was missing, but the doors were unlocked.

Kelly welcomed the distraction of a new case. Her mother’s house had finally been sold, and she didn’t know how she felt about it. It was a relief in some ways, but it had been her family home, where she’d grown up, and it was as if a piece of her would be forever gone when the cheque was cashed. Wendy hadn’t had a mortgage, or any debt, so Kelly’s half of the money would be in her account in around three week’s time. She was suddenly a wealthy woman. Her mind wandered back to the idea of an extravagant celebration for her and Johnny’s birthdays next year, and she knew that her mother would approve.