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Chapters (79)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
  4. Prologue
  5. PART ONEEdinburgh November 2008
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Chapter Seven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. PART TWOLondon November 1988
  24. Chapter Eighteen
  25. Chapter Nineteen
  26. Chapter Twenty
  27. Chapter Twenty-One
  28. Chapter Twenty-Two
  29. Chapter Twenty-Three
  30. Chapter Twenty-Four
  31. Chapter Twenty-Five
  32. Chapter Twenty-Six
  33. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  34. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  35. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  36. Chapter Thirty
  37. Chapter Thirty-One
  38. Chapter Thirty-Two
  39. Chapter Thirty-Three
  40. Chapter Thirty-Four
  41. Chapter Thirty-Five
  42. PART THREEEdinburgh November 2008
  43. Chapter Thirty-Six
  44. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  45. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  46. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  47. Chapter Forty
  48. Chapter Forty-One
  49. Chapter Forty-Two
  50. Chapter Forty-Three
  51. Chapter Forty-Four
  52. Chapter Forty-Five
  53. Chapter Forty-Six
  54. Chapter Forty-Seven
  55. Chapter Forty-Eight
  56. Chapter Forty-Nine
  57. Chapter Fifty
  58. Chapter Fifty-One
  59. Chapter Fifty-Two
  60. Chapter Fifty-Three
  61. Chapter Fifty-Four
  62. Chapter Fifty-Five
  63. Chapter Fifty-Six
  64. Chapter Fifty-Seven
  65. Chapter Fifty-Eight
  66. Chapter Fifty-Nine
  67. Chapter Sixty
  68. Chapter Sixty-One
  69. Chapter Sixty-Two
  70. Chapter Sixty-Three
  71. Chapter Sixty-Four
  72. Chapter Sixty-Five
  73. Chapter Sixty-Six
  74. Chapter Sixty-Seven
  75. Epilogue
  76. Acknowledgements
  77. About the Author
  78. By the Same Author
  79. About the Publisher

‘We have a shovel with Kevin’s fingerprints on it and one of Matthew’s eyelashes–how’s that for starters?’ Davies stopped to let the implication of that piece of information sink in. He turned his back on them and pushed a video into the wall-mounted TV. He sat down on the edge of the table, lit another cigarette and watched the CCTV footage of Kevin Milne holding Matthew’s hand and leading him away from the toilets where Angie Bell was having a sly fag. The TV went blank and then more CCTV footage came up. The inspector walked up to the screen and pointed out a woman talking to the pair. He took his cigarette out to speak; he wanted to make sure they heard every word. ‘Mrs Dexter is one of thirty-eight people who spoke to you, Kevin. Thirty-eight witnesses will say they saw you and Renee Smith leading the little boy away from different places that day. Some of them saw you hit him. Most of them say he was crying for his mummy. But Mrs Dexter will tell the court that she stopped you and you said you’d found him, that you promised her you were taking him to the police station.’ He took a draw on his cigarette again, and held it between his fingers as he pointed it at Kate Milne. ‘Mrs Dexter is going to have to live with her actions for the rest of her life. Her GP has her sedated. She feels responsible because she believed your son and now Matthew is dead. It’s no bloody wonder she can’t sleep. You managing to get forty winks, Mrs Milne? How about you, Kevin?’

Kate Milne remained silent but defiant. She continued to stroke Kevin’s head. ‘He’s a good boy, he’s—’

‘Shut up,’ said Davies. ‘He probably nicked that fucking rose as well. Have you any idea what your child is, Mrs Milne? Let me help you understand a little better.’ Davies turned his attention back to the child. ‘We have your fingerprints on the iron bar you used to batter the toddler with, Kevin. We have a witness who saw you torture him. We have a witness who can tell us every detail of how you planned this and orchestrated it. We even have a witness who saw you take Matthew’s heart.’ DI Davies stepped back. What would the little bastard say to that lot? A grim smile played across his thin lips.