Chapters (79)
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Prologue
- PART ONEEdinburgh November 2008
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- PART TWOLondon November 1988
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- PART THREEEdinburgh November 2008
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Chapter Fifty-Two
- Chapter Fifty-Three
- Chapter Fifty-Four
- Chapter Fifty-Five
- Chapter Fifty-Six
- Chapter Fifty-Seven
- Chapter Fifty-Eight
- Chapter Fifty-Nine
- Chapter Sixty
- Chapter Sixty-One
- Chapter Sixty-Two
- Chapter Sixty-Three
- Chapter Sixty-Four
- Chapter Sixty-Five
- Chapter Sixty-Six
- Chapter Sixty-Seven
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
- By the Same Author
- About the Publisher
‘Milne’s lawyers took the case to the European Court of Human Rights. The verdict was that we had violated their rights, and Kevin Milne and Renee Smith were given compensation. The exact amount was kept secret. For eight years they were housed and cared for, given the best education. It would have been cheaper to send them to Eton. Then, when they were eighteen, they were released back into society. Newspapers and Internet groups have been searching for them for years, but there’s a lifetime media ban on the British press ever revealing their new identities.’
Sam lifted her coffee cup to her lips and finished the dregs. ‘For the first time in twelve years, I know for sure where Kevin Milne is. He’s on your patch, Duncan.’ Her eyes were cloaked. It seemed as if she still held on to a secret, and Bancho wondered what it was, as well as how the hell she had made the leap from this notorious child killer to the adult maniac stalking the city. ‘Kevin Milne is in Edinburgh, and he’s killing again.’ She handed him a card. ‘I’ve jotted down the hotel I’m staying at on the back and my mobile’s always on. Let’s meet here tomorrow morning at nine.
‘He’s your killer. Kevin Milne is your killer. You just have to pick him up–then maybe both of us can sleep easier.’
Chapter Thirty-Seven
I followed the maître d’ through the lunchtime crowd, searching each table for a lone woman. Almost every seat was filled at The Tower, the rooftop restaurant on top of the new Museum of Scotland. Seated at a table next to the window, I spotted an attractive, athletic woman, wearing a black Prada dress with matching shoes, a large designer handbag at her feet. As I approached she stood up and held out her hand. It was professionally manicured. ‘Patsy Barnes, I presume?’ I said as I shook it. Patsy’s face was tanned, and her eyes were dark blue and lustrous. I detected coloured contacts. This was a woman who spent serious money on her appearance. She wore her chestnut hair loose around her shoulders.
‘It’s good to finally meet you. I appreciate you giving up your time, Ms McLennan.’