Back Little Doubt
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. Acknowledgements
  63. Canelo Crime
  64. About the Author
  65. Also by Rachel Lynch

‘I’m sorry about your mother,’ the stranger said. Jordan stared straight ahead. ‘I guess you’ve had enough of all that bollocks, eh?’

Jordan looked at him and nodded.

‘So how come you’re in the middle of nowhere? Where’s your dad?’

‘I got out of the car.’

‘Argument?’

‘Everything’s different now.’

‘That’s a lot of money to be offering. I guess your old fella has a few quid?’

‘We’re all right.’

‘You know people on the Beacon Estate don’t talk. I don’t think he’ll have to put his hand in his pocket any time soon.’

‘You reckon? Not for two hundred grand?’ Jordan asked.

‘They’re a tight lot. I used to live there myself.’

‘How did you…’

‘Escape?’ The man laughed. ‘It’s all right, I’m not offended. I studied hard at school. Got a good job. It’s the only way. I bet you don’t go to school in Penrith, do you?’

‘No, Keswick.’

‘Dad pay?’

Jordan nodded. ‘I hate it now.’

‘Figures. It won’t last forever. You’re angry.’

Jordan stared out of the window, trying to figure out how he came to be in this man’s car talking about his feelings. Some people were good after all.

‘Where you going?’

‘The Beacon Estate.’

‘What for?’

Jordan didn’t answer.

‘Revenge?’

‘Maybe.’

‘Not worth it, kid. They’ll be caught, you’ll see.’

Jordan stared at him. ‘Why do you have all this… belief? This hope?’

‘What else is there?’

They carried on in silence to the centre of Penrith. The man wished him luck when he dropped him off. It felt odd. Jordan walked around and around aimlessly, undecided what to do, only sure of the fact that he didn’t want to go home. He felt foolish and decided against going to the Beacon Estate. He’d ignored ten calls from Millie and felt bad about it.

He told her he’d get a bus to Pooley Bridge and walk from there. She said she needed to get out of the house too and wanted to meet him.

Chapter 27

The press conference had gone well, but being in such close proximity to Ormond had been a challenge for Kelly. Something in the atmosphere at Eden House had shifted. This was her patch: her manor. But it didn’t feel right, and she found herself eyeing everyone suspiciously, even her team.