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

He left his kit outside and changed his shoes, then went into the bar area to grab some lunch. Once his belly was full, he’d make a decision on what to do next. DI Porter and her team were dealing with some pretty nasty criminals right now, and it was part of the risk of the job that one occasionally crossed paths with peril.

The huge TV in the bar was up loud and the tables were busy. He greeted old pals but couldn’t help but be drawn to the screen. The bulletin was live from the Beacon Estate, and he watched in shock as the scenes unfolded. There were thousands of people there, marching, singing, chanting, waving banners and demanding social reform. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Politicians, experts and celebrities were all giving opinions and bemoaning inequality.

He was about to roll his eyes and order a beer when the image on the screen switched to an interview with Sharon Bradley, who was appealing for information regarding the death of her daughter. Sitting next to her, nodding her head like a lapdog, was Millie Watson, holding a banner that read JUSTICE FOR ELLA AND KEIRA.

Dear God.

But it was the background that caught his attention: DI Kelly Porter, deep in conversation with Thomas Watson.

He walked out of the club without ordering his drink.

Chapter 44

Adam Cotton was playing FIFA on an old Xbox 360.

He and his brother had been lying low in a warehouse just north of the Beacon Estate, staying out of trouble while the police sorted out the mess. Only a select few knew where they were. The room at the top of the warehouse was furnished with sofas, tables and chairs, a fridge, and a small TV set connected to the Xbox. No one had any interest in watching events unfold on the Beacon Estate; their only concern was staying away from the heat. Jason had a widespread network of garages, flats and warehouses across Penrith, but relied on others to make sure plans were executed, and goods received and sold on time and to the right person. He didn’t trust Adam with that side of the business; he was merely a hired thug.

The game was tense, with Adam just losing out on a sitter. He punched the boy next to him and threw the console towards the screen. Then he got up and kicked a chair, which flew across the concrete floor.