Chapters (65)
- Cover
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Acknowledgements
- Canelo Crime
- About the Author
- Also by Rachel Lynch
‘Good news,’ he said. ‘You father’s pulling through. We’re happy with the MRI scan and that the damage is temporary. He’s had quite a knock but it doesn’t seem to have caused a major event, just severe bruising. He’s going to be in a lot of pain for a while yet. He’s groggy, but he’d like to see you. If you want to follow me?’
Johnny squeezed her hand and they followed the consultant along a series of corridors. The smells, the noises and the sounds of the sick disturbed Kelly. In her job she saw the worst a human body could be put through, but she could never work in a hospital. The consultant stopped outside a private room.
‘Could you keep it to around ten minutes? He needs to rest.’
‘Of course.’
They went in. The room was dark, lit only by a small lamp. Ted lay propped up in the bed, his head bandaged. He turned slowly to the door and smiled at them. Kelly went to the bed and held his hand. June and Amber stood either side of her.
‘Can I give you a hug?’ Amber asked.
‘A gentle one.’ His voice was weak and Kelly was reminded of the frailty and vulnerability of the human body: they were all just an arrangement of flesh and bones that could be broken and torn. He had a black eye and the other one was bandaged.
‘We haven’t had a conversation about my sight, but I’m not daft. I think I’ll struggle with my left.’
‘You don’t know that for sure,’ Kelly said. ‘There’ll be masses of swelling; I can see it under the bandages. Just wait until all that goes down. I’m so relieved, Dad. I couldn’t believe it when they told me. Do you know who it was? Did you see them?’
‘No, it was a big mess and I didn’t see it coming. I thought I’d fallen. I only remember Johnny helping me up.’
Johnny took his hand and shook it. ‘Any time.’
‘This is a happy reunion; we must do it more often!’
‘Dad!’ His strength was diminished but his character was indomitable.
‘I know they’ve given you ten minutes, so come on, tell me you’ve cracked the cases, Kelly.’
‘Have you?’ asked June.
‘We got them. All of them. You were right, Dad. Ella was murdered randomly, and Keira was murdered by someone who knew her. For very different reasons, but I won’t bore you with that now. You need to rest.’
‘I knew you’d do it.’
Kelly didn’t mention the counter-corruption investigation.
‘It was such a shame about the march, because the whole thing was fabulous. Why do the few always have to spoil things? Is the organiser all right? The one who fell off the car?’ Ted continued.